The Unmarked Videotape

The following is a response to a review from Gothic Lust, who wanted to see the actual scheming and the taping of the two video tapes. I had originally avoided these themes so to better sympathize with Yusuke’s shock and confusion. But now that is done, lets go back to how it all began, the day Hiei decided to start stirring up some lemonade. Presenting:

The Unmarked Videotape By: boysluvcraft
Behind the Scenes Extra!

Kurama was sitting up in his room re-reading one of his favorite BL comic books, when he was startled by a tapping at his window. He quickly stuffed the comic away under his bed, before going to open the window. It came to no surprise who it was, there was only one person he knew who entered through his bedroom window.

“You do know you’re allowed to come in the front door,” Kurama told him.

Hiei snorted as he slid into the window. “And risk getting caught in conversation with your mother again?”

Kurama paled, remembering the last time that happened. Hiei had apparently come to see him on a day he’d been running late. He walked into his house to find one of the most horrifying scenes he had ever known. His mother and Hiei were sitting at the dinning table, drinking coffee and talking. There where photo albums everywhere and Hiei was wearing an oh-so-knowing smile.

“Well I suppose if you feel more comfortable this way…” Kurama shook himself back to the present. He noticed the small sparkling beads of moisture in Hiei’s black hair. It had been misting out all day. As he went to fetch a towel for Hiei, he hollered back, “So, what do owe the pleasure of seeing you on this fine evening?”

“I wanted to borrow that video camera thing of yours,” Hiei answered.

Kurama was a little disappointed. He had been reading a rather racy comic and gotten more than a little excited. When he heard Hiei a tapping, he had hoped the small demon had come for a little fun. It wasn’t uncommon for the two demons to get together to blow off some sexual tension. So, when Hiei had other reasons for being there, Kurama was a little disappointed, but he was also intrigued.

What would Hiei need a camcorder for? Kurama thought, and then he voiced his inquiry, “What are you going to do with a camcorder?”

“I’m going get Yusuke,” Hiei announced definitively.

“This I have to hear!” Kurama laughed, grabbing his desk chair he sat down, legs straddled to each side, with his arms and chin rested on the back. The truth was that both of them had desires for the ex-detective. Kurama has wanted Yusuke since they’d first met, and he had his suspicions that the same story was true for Hiei. However, Hiei refused to admit any attraction, until after Yusuke became a demon as well. Nether made a move for the boy, until now. They just weren’t sure how to approach him without alienating him, but apparently Hiei has found a way.

Hiei produced a VHS tape and handed it to Kurama. “I was riffling though a few Yusuke’s things while he was out. And I found this in a box, under a loose floorboard, beneath his hamper, in the back of his closet.”

“That’s some pretty intense riffling,” Kurama noted as he accepted the tape. His eyes widened, seeing the picture on its cardboard sleeve. The photo showed an overly chesty woman with her head thrown back as she was straddled over a man’s midsection. The title was ‘Cock Riders’. Kurama blushed set the thing aside.

“Positively vulgar,” Kurama huffed.

“Really?” Hiei snickered, “So, you don’t go for this sort of thing AT ALL.”

Kurama opened his eyes to see Hiei waving around the book he had thought well hidden under his bed. Hiei had it open to a page that greatly resembled the picture on the porn video, except in the comic they were both boys. Kurama snatched his precious comic away from the smirking demon.

“So how, prey tell, do you plan on using Yusuke’s porno and my video camera to--,” Kurama’s sharp mind put he pieces together before the words left his mouth. “You want to MAKE a sex tape?”

Hiei nodded the affirmative. “You remember all those ‘uncertainties’ that have been standing between us and our Yusuke? Think of this as an exercise to straighten a few of those up.”

The ‘uncertainties’ Hiei was speaking of were questions like: Is Yusuke interested in guys? Would he be open to a physical relationship with a guy? If so, would he be interested a physical relationship with one or both of them? And so on and so forth. Yusuke himself may not know the answers. In all likelihood such a thing had never even crossed his mind. A video would defiantly make it cross his mind. But…

“What if he doesn’t go for it?” Kurama poised.

“I’ll figure something out,” Hiei shrugged. “Nothing ventured nothing gained.”

Kurama wasn’t really happy with that haphazard response, but before he could protest, a little youko voice in the back of his head reminded him that Hiei wanted to make a sex video. HIEI wanted to make a SEX VIDEO! Without farther argument Kurama went to drawer where he stored all his electronic stuff, and retrieved his camera equipment and a blank videotape.

Kurama waited until two in the morning to be sure his family was sound asleep, before he tiptoed out of the house to meet up with Hiei. Kurama felt it would be too risky to try taping at his house. Hiei was appalled at the idea of going to a motel. He grumbled something able rolling around him stale spunk. Kurama suggested using the stage at his school because it would have idea lighting, sound, and there was no chance of being interrupted. Hiei agreed to that.

“Are you almost ready?” Kurama called to Hiei as he finished setting up the equipment.

A muffled “Hn” came from the dressing room.

A few moments later Hiei stepped out of the dressing room wearing a smirk and a French maid’s outfit. Kurama ran his eyes over the low cropped collar, down the laced front, to the ultra short frilly skirt and down his finely sculpted legs, which where made doubly sexy with the aid of high heels.

“Oh yes!” Kurama exclaimed his approval. He dashed over to Hiei, folding his arms around his small form. “Why have I never seen this outfit before?”

“I didn’t think you could handle it,” Hiei smirked.

“You look…just…hmm…” Kurama abandoned speech in favor of kissing and lapping at the smaller demon’s neck.

Kurama’s left hand strayed down and snuck up Hiei’s hem. He groaned in pleasure when he found no underwear to hinder his questing fingers. He quickly wrapped those fingers around Hiei’s stiffing prick and began pumping him. Hiei turned his head, so that Kurama could reach his mouth. When he did, the fox pushed his tongue past his lips to play and tangle with his own. Kurama ground his hips into Hiei’s frill covered ass.

“That’s enough!” Panting, Hiei pushed Kurama away. “The last thing I need is to have you leaking out of me on camera. Let‘s do this thing.”

Kurama pouted a little bit, but backed off none the less. This was Hiei’s show and he had to play things his way. Kurama took his place behind the camera. He pressed the record button and gave Hiei the sign to go ahead. In an instant, Hiei’s gruff mannerism melted away to show the radiant sexually that Kurama-- and only Kurama-- knew so well. It took all the fox’s will power not to jump Hiei when he saw him like that. Usually if he and Hiei where alone and horny, they’d just go at it like a couple alley cats. Kurama seldom had to restrain from touching his little dragon. It made him want Hiei more.

He watched Hiei touch and tease himself. He saw Hiei masturbate. And then he did the unthinkable, he fucked himself with the thick wooden handle of a feather duster!
Hiei came and thick white streamers painted the black lace skirts. As soon as he stilled, Kurama switched off the camera. In the next second Kurama was on his knees before his spent lover, licking the fresh cum off his dick.

“That…was the…hottest thing…” Kurama panted between laps.

“You think… hmm…Yusuke will like it?” Hiei sighed.

“Hmmmm,” Kurama hummed at the base of his penis. It wasn’t an answer, but it did feel good, so Hiei accepted it.

Kurama took one of Hiei’s balls into his mouth and sucked it, while his hand stroked the other’s flaccid penis back to life. Hiei knotted his fingers into Kurama’s thick red hair. Kurama licked his way back up Hiei’s cock to case his lips around the head. Then finally he sucked down Hiei’s length. Hiei groaned, undulated his hips, trying to get deeper into that hot sucking cavern. But then Kurama pulled away, leaving Hiei to hump at the cold unforgiving air.

Kurama thought it was so cute, the way Hiei whimpered for the loss of heat. Cruelty was not his intention, though. He just needed to move things someplace more comfortable. There was a mattress under the stage, which would do nicely. He lifted Hiei up and carried him down the steps to said location. He quickly striped Hiei of his gluey costume and disrobed him self.

“I want you so bad,” Kurama growled as he crawled over Hiei’s small form.

“Hnmm, how bad?” Hiei nibbled at Kurama’s ear.

“So bad, I can taste it,” Kurama illustrated the point by running his tongue over the length of Hiei’s neck.

Hiei chuckled, spreading his legs, “I’m ready when you are.”

Kurama was ready, and wasted no more time. He plunged his engorged arousal deep into the orifice being offered. Hiei probably could have used some time to adjust-- Kurama was much thicker than a feather duster’s handle-- But he didn’t want to wait. He wanted Hiei hard, fast, and now. Kurama started moving in him at a fierce pace.

“Oh…Ahh! You know just how I LIKE it,” Hiei bayed under the assault. He rewarded the fox by clinching his ass muscles-- as if his canal was not tight enough!

“Shit, Hiei!” Kurama sobbed. He didn’t falter as he rhythmically stroked Hiei’s insides.

Hiei worked his hand between them, so that he could rub at his cock, which was depositing a sizeable pool of precum on his belly. Kurama pulled back so that he could watch Hiei. The fire demon’s face was flushed. Pleasured gasps escaped past his pink swollen lips, and his eyes sparked darkly with passion. He writhed and plumped his dick in time with Kurama’s thrusts. It was nearly more than the fox could take.

Then in a hoarse voice, Hiei demanded, “Come for me.”

And that was Kurama’s breaking point. He felt is cock swell and spill inside of Hiei’s fevered depths. Hiei moaned, feeling the liquid heat spraying his insides, and shot his own load onto his belly. After a few minutes of recovery, Kurama moved out of Hiei and rested to one side.

“So,” Kurama breathed out, “when are we going to give it to him?”

“I’ll deliver the tape tomorrow,” Hiei yawned. “After that, he can decide when we’re going to give it to him.”

A/N: So that’s how it happened! I hope you like. I’m currently plotting the Behind the Scenes Extra for The Second Unmarked Videotape story, so keep an eye out for that. After that I’m not sure if I’ll write a Behind the Scenes for the 3rd UV or just go on the make a 4th UV. See you all soon!