And Wildcard Smoochie

And Wildcard Smoochie
Part Two

Yusuke managed to get some sleep, in spite of the confusing night he’d had. Unfortunately said sleep had to end at sunrise. That was when training began. Yusuke hated getting up early. That was the top reason why he skipped half of his school career during his youth. The fact that the school faculty was a supreme collection of tools was a close second on his list of reasons. But anyway, he couldn’t complain. Everyone else was up and in attendance—save for Hiei.

Yusuke might have thought something about that, had he not known Hiei. The diminutive apparition probably already had his own training regime worked out and would seek the others when he was ready for sparing.

Day one was going to be sparing. They assembled in a great crater, perhaps the legacy of some long forgotten training session between fallen legends. Day one and they were already arguing about who would spar against who. Chu and Jin had both faced and lost to Yusuke in the Dark Tournament, and had been itching for a rematch ever since.

Shishi and Suzuki both suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of Genkai. Yusuke, being her successor, would be the next best thing to actually having a rematch against her. Of course Kuwabara, in his youth, practically lived to get his ass stomped by Yusuke. Toya and Rinku wouldn’t have minded getting a shot at him either.

“Hey, I know just how to settle this!” Chu exclaimed.

“It better not be that weird Wildcard Smoochie thing again,” Kuwabara growled.

“Er…”

“I think I have a way to settle it,” Kurama spoke up. With a flick of his wrist his rose whip appeared in hand and at the same time exactly seven long, thin thorns disengaged and expertly stuck into the flesh of the seven other fighters. Instantly, the seven stiffened and fell.

“Well that was anti-climactic as hell,” Yusuke said aghast, “You didn’t just kill all our friends, did ya, Kurama?”

“Would I do a thing like that?” Kurama said coyly. “They’re fine, merely unconscious. I embedded a thorn in a nerve, located at the junction of the shoulder and neck. When pressure is applied there, it renders the person unconscious for a short amount of time.”

“Dang!”

“I call this technique Sleeping Thorns. I came up with it as a way to fell several enemies with minimal effort. A perfect move for the preliminary stage of the tournament,” Kurama went on, “This was a good field test for it. Oh, but don’t worry. They’ll be up again in five minutes, no worse for wear.”

“It’s just for tournaments then,” Yusuke said wisely. In a real-life demon world fight such congenial moves had little use. It was kill or be killed there.

Kurama shrugged as he moved to leave the area. He beckoned Yusuke to follow. “It’s also very easy to avoid, once you know what's coming. So it’s also a bit of a one shot thing. Shall we?”

“I’ve never got the chance to go up against you before,” Yusuke mused, “don’t know how it’ll work out. I know I totally top you power-level-wise, but then ya got moves like that—owf!”

Yusuke got the wind suddenly knocked out of him when Kurama shoved him against an outcropping.

“Kurama--” Yusuke gasped, a moment before his mouth was covered with Kurama’s supremely lush mouth. Yusuke wasn’t sure which shocked him most, Kurama’s mouth on him, or the fact that he categorized it as ‘supremely lush’.

“I know what happened between you and Hiei last night,” Kurama panted only an inch from Yusuke’s face, “don’t try to deny it. I saw him sneak out of your room. I could SMELL you on him. I should have known that he couldn’t have resisted—who could?!”

“What are you saying?” Yusuke squeaked.

Kurama groaned as he pressed his mouth relentlessly to Yusuke’s.

Yusuke tried to shout around Kurama’s mouth, but it came out a moan. He tried to fight Kurama off of him, but wound up merely clutching at his shirt. Kurama took advantage of Yusuke’s open mouth to slip his tongue inside. Yusuke gasped. The things that Kurama was doing with his tongue were simultaneously causing his body temperature to shoot up while chills ran down his spine.

How could such a simple thing as a tongue do so much? Yusuke wondered vaguely. He’d ask Kurama to teach him sometime, but his brain was rapidly disappearing into a fog. Yusuke scarcely had the wit to realize that his own tongue had started to move in accord with Kurama’s.

But then all too soon that tongue was gone as Kurama moved down his body. Yusuke’s mind wondered where he was going, but apparently his body already had a fair idea. His balls tightened in anticipation as he felt the cool mountain air hit his lower regions. That was followed by the hot, wet sensation of Kurama’s mouth closing on his member.

“Ku-Kurama…,” Yusuke panted. What was happening?! This was a blowjob, right? Yusuke never had one before, but he would think he’d recognize one! His dick was in Kurama’s mouth. And he was sucking on it, and bobbing his head up and down… and flicking his tongue ever so deliciously over his slit. Damn, Kurama was giving him a blowjob!

“Ah!” A gasp slipped past his lips and with little warning, he came. He came in Kurama’s mouth. He didn’t notice what Kurama did with it, if he spit it out or… swallowed it. Yusuke’s mind was too fogged over with unexpected satisfaction. He felt a little sleepy. That is, until he looked down and saw the feral look in Kurama’s eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Kurama spun Yusuke around, pressing his face into the outcropping. In the next moment he felt something hard and hot pressing into the cleft between his ass cheeks.

“What are you doing?!” Yusuke shouted.

“You got yours. It’s only fair that I get mine,” Kurama replied as he bucked his hips into Yusuke’s backside. Kurama was dry humping his ass!

It didn’t take long for the friction to build to a low burning heat between Yusuke’s cheeks. Yusuke could feel him throbbing with need. This was his friend. It was Kurama. It was terrifying, but also confusing. Yusuke didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t think!

Suddenly Kurama’s body heat disappeared. Yusuke heard a “Gyh!” followed by a dull thud. Yusuke spun around and was treated to the sight of Kurama, naked from the waist down, fully aroused and sitting bare ass down in the dirt. Hiei was standing over him, sword in hand and a scowl on his face.

“Bitch!” Hiei spat.

“Bitch?” Kurama murmured dangerously, “Stand in my way and I’ll have no problem showing you exactly what it means to be someone’s bitch.”

Hiei bristled. There was an exceedingly good chance that Kurama was not kidding. Hiei sheathed his sword, but remained planted between Kurama and Yusuke.

“What the hell is going on here?” Yusuke demanded. It was a trite question, but his shocked brain was currently incapable of producing something more original.

Kurama paused from glaring at Hiei to look up at Yusuke’s pale and trembling aspect. It was the face of terror and confusion. A realization seemed to dawn on Kurama as his own features melted back into their softer, gentler and more familiar arrangement. “You don’t know you’re…?” Kurama said, “Hiei, you didn’t tell him before you--?”

“I didn’t go that far, fox,” Hiei hissed.

“Then he’s still….” Kurama appalled, “Oh, Yusuke, I’m so sorry! If I knew it was your first time I would have been more romantic about it. Well it’s still not too late.”

“It is for you,” Hiei said and without preamble he turned on Yusuke.

For the second time that day the Mazoku found himself being pressed back against the outcropping as one of his very best friends explored his lips with their own. Of course it was different this time. Instead of tipping his head back to receive the kiss, his face was pulled down by dainty, yet strong hands. Those small fingers laced into his hair. Sharp little nails scraped his scalp. He wondered. I’m getting kissed by a guy, again. Why am I not fighting this?

Yusuke became acutely aware of the hard body moving against his, Hiei’s body. Yusuke knew Hiei’s body well enough. He’d fought him enough times. It was small, but trimmed to optimum perfection and powerful… so powerful. Is it really such a bad thing that he’s a guy?

For the most part, Kurama just stood there watching, shock having kept him at bay. The shock was evidently waning as his frustration was obviously waxing. And then with little warning, he advanced on the pair, knotting his fingers in Hiei’s wild black hair and jerking his head back.

Yusuke thought for a second that he was going to haul Hiei completely off his person, but he didn’t. He merely held Hiei’s head there, tipped back so that his flushed face stared up into Kurama’s heated expression. Then, shockingly, Kurama claimed his mouth.

Hiei’s yelp of surprise gave way to a moan as his knees gave out on him. Kurama followed him downward. He let Hiei settle down to sit on his lap as he moved his questing mouth down Hiei’s chin and over his outstretched neck.

“Holy flying monkey shit,” Yusuke breathed. Now it was his turn to stare in shock. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Hiei and Kurama were making out. And it was hot! HE thought it was hot. What was going on? What was going on with him?!

His feet shuffled to one side, seeking an escape from the madness. But then quick as a cobra, Hiei’s hand lashed out and latched onto Yusuke’s thigh.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Hiei breathed. “You think I forgot about you, huh? Don’t think so. However that might have been the fox’s intention.”

He pulled Yusuke roughly down into the dirt. His knees impacted hard. Whatever protests might have lingered on his lips were muffled when Hiei pressed his mouth to his. It was becoming an uncomfortably familiar sensation. Not as uncomfortable, however, as the tightness that was forming in his pants. Oh, god was he was really turned on!

Hiei reached down his pants and gave his undeniably hardening member a good firm squeeze.

“Ngh!” Yusuke moaned. And then he moaned again as Hiei started to steadily pump his stiffening rod. Then all of the sudden, Hiei jerked his head back with a loud gasp. Evidently Kurama was doing something similar to him. Oddly the idea made Yusuke’s blood pound.

Somewhere along the line, Hiei managed to get Yusuke on his back. And his pants somehow worked their way down around his ankles. Now Hiei’s hand migrated down to probe the cleft of his ass. What was about to happen didn’t fully register in Yusuke’s mind until he felt Hiei’s finger press into his body.

“Hiei?!” Yusuke exclaimed, ready to let fly a string of protests. But then he saw Hiei’s face. His cheeks were adorably pink. His lips were wet and parted to allow tiny gasps to pass through them. His eyes were so dark with passion that Yusuke could hardly see their red color. They reflected like glass, they were so shiny. Pretty little tears gathered at the corners of his eyes. Yusuke wondered if they’d turn to jewels if they were permitted to fall.

Over Hiei’s shoulder, Yusuke could see Kurama was doing something to Hiei. He couldn’t tell what, but from Hiei’s reaction he sort of wished someone would do it to him. Just then, Kurama covered Hiei’s back with his body and thrust into him.

“Ku-Kurama…?” Hiei gasped as if this development was a complete surprise to him.

“You get yours, I’ll get mine,” Kurama told him.

“Yours?” Hiei startled.

“Hiei if you don’t get on with it, he’ll try to run away again,” Kurama called Hiei out of the reverie he’d seemed to have slipped into.

“Damn it fox, you’ve jumped the gun,” Hiei shook his head furiously, “He’s, mmm, not ready yet.”

“You’d be surprised.” Kurama said flatly as he gripped Hiei’s hips and more or less shoved him down into Yusuke.

“Wait—oh!” Yusuke started to cry out but then he felt Hiei’s member stretch his entrance and pass through. It should have hurt. Yusuke had never done it before. But these were modern times; he’d heard enough stuff to know it should hurt. He felt Hiei’s girth inch its way deeper inside of him, felt his walls widening and his passage being filled. It sent chill after pleasurable chill up his spine.

“Gods you smell so good when you’re being fucked,” Hiei murmured with his face buried in the crook of Yusuke’s neck.

“That he does,” Kurama agreed, inhaling over Hiei’s shoulder. Without warning he turned his head to attack Hiei’s neck.

Hiei’s eyes widened, his body jerked. Kurama picked that time to start pumping his hips. When he removed his mouth from Hiei’s neck, he left a savage looking hicky behind. Hiei trembled, adorably. And damn it if Yusuke didn’t actually want him to move inside of him. The fox seemed to anticipate this desire. He used his grip on Hiei’s hips to guide him into moving.

In no time Yusuke was lost in pleasure, moaning and gibbering things like, “So good.” And, “Ah! More! More!” He even found himself clutching onto Hiei’s well-developed shoulders, using them as leverage to arch his body to an angle where he could better receive the pleasures the other two demons were giving him.

Hiei moaned and shuttered. Yusuke suddenly felt a liquid heat filling his passage. Hiei came inside him. Immediately Kurama pulled Hiei’s body off of him, setting the petite apparition up on his lap as he had been before. Only this time Hiei was naked from the chest, down. His shirt was pushed up to his chin, which was somehow more erotic than if he’d simply been naked. His pants and shoes had gone missing somewhere, but he still had a sock on his left foot.

Kurama grasped Hiei behind the knees, lifted them up and out. Hiei’s shoulders fell back against Kurama’s chest. He had to lift his arms up and back, around Kurama’s head for support. The result of all this gave Yusuke and unimpeded view of Kurama’s gloriously swollen cock as it disappeared into Hiei’s rosy little nether-entrance.

The fox was doing it on purpose, Yusuke realized. He was showing him. He lifted Hiei up and up, reveling inch after inch of his supreme cock—it was so big!-- before he slammed the small apparition down again.

“Yes!” Hiei cried out as if he couldn’t be helped.

His wilting cock had become ramrod hard again. That reminded Yusuke of his own undiminished arousal. His hand went to it, stroking it for all it was worth. Meanwhile his eyes stayed glued on the spectacle in front of him. Hiei was close to coming again. Yusuke could see how his hole twitched and sucked at Kurama’s cock. Gods, Yusuke wanted to be fucking that hole. Gods he wanted that cock fucking his hole!

Hiei came hard, shooting his stuff into the space before him. Kurama’s brow scrunched as he growled, Yusuke knew he’d found completion as well. And there he was still jerking on himself on the verge of bliss, but he couldn’t quite get there. Something was missing, but what?

Seeing his distress, Kurama removed Hiei from his lap, set him to the side where he quickly fell into a hard nap, and crawled over to Yusuke.

“Kurama?” Yusuke whined.

Kurama gave him a reassuring smile and then swiftly shoved to fingers up Yusuke’s ass. They expertly pressed a spot inside. Yusuke knew what it was called; it was the, uh, the prostate? His reaction was immediate and volcanic. At least sensationally it was. There wasn’t much material evidence, since he had just ejaculated not twenty minutes ago, when Kurama sucked him off. But damned if he didn’t feel like the top of his head wasn’t about to blow off!

When he cooled off and regained his composer, Kurama was giving him a wan smile. “Well, that sated look on your face does make me feel a little less guilty. Hiei and I haven’t been very fair to you, I’m afraid.”

Kurama lifted a sleeping Hiei up in his arms. They were both miraculously dressed again. How long was Yusuke out of it? He added, “We’ll discuss this in more depth later, I hope.”

“What… what the hell is that supposed to mean!” Yusuke shot off, but the fox was already gone. Moreover what the hell just happened? Did he just have a hot and heavy homo three-way with Kurama and Hiei? He did. What did he do to turn them on like that? He couldn’t think of anything he’d done different. And as if things weren’t weird enough, Kurama was getting cryptic on him.

He moved to stand up, expected to feel a sharp pain in his backside, but no. Actually he felt like he could take on the world! Odd, but he had greater mysteries on his hands. He ambled back to the compound, forgetting about the day’s training.

TBC…
A/N: Hope you’re enjoying this new story. Don’t worry; there is more on the way. The other characters are going to be getting involved too, next time.