Sexual Encounters

Chapter Four

“Hn, morning my ass.” Hiei wasn’t going to ask if he was being stalked. What the hell was Karasu doing waiting on him? What made the man think he had the right to question what he was doing? “What I’m doing is none of your damn business. Don’t you have anything better to do than to lurk around at odd hours? Don’t your kind have to get out of the sunlight or something?” He tried to step around the tall man perching near his door.


“You really shouldn’t insult Hiei, I might start to think you don’t like me.” Karasu wasn’t put off by the sour attitude. There were dark circles under the narrow crimson eyes. Someone had a long night. Just what had been taking place in that room? A light smile replaced the frown. He didn’t have any right to demand that Hiei be faithful, not yet. As soon as he staked his claim then he’d make sure that no one touched him. “I’m disappointed, if you were curious you could have come to me. Did you let Yusuke fuck you?”


“Why the fuck should I answer that?” Hiei couldn’t believe Karasu would be that blunt. Did he have a mark on his head that said ‘Ass Penetrated?’ Yusuke hadn’t taken his cock out like he’d promised. They hadn’t gone all the way but how the fuck could Karasu tell that something had happened? He wasn’t that damn easy to read. Why did the other man even care? “What’s it to you anyways? Who I fuck isn’t any of your concern but you seem stuck on the subject. Why don’t you go pester someone else?”


“I think that answer is quite obvious, don’t you? I don’t think you’ve let Urameshi fuck you yet but you’ve thought about it, haven’t you. I can see it in your eyes. Hmmm,” Karasu didn’t like the idea of Yusuke touching what he wanted but perhaps it wasn’t a bad thing if Hiei explored a little bit first. Just because he had taken one look at his prey and known what he wanted didn’t mean Hiei would do the same. It might take some persuasion. Since Hiei didn’t know him perhaps one of his friends could help him in this area. “I don’t mind you exploring but save yourself for me, okay.”


Was the sadistic bastard serious? Hiei backed up as the butterflies in his stomach responded to the crooked smile. Karasu turned on his heels and began walking away leaving him stunned. Had the guy just asked him to save himself for him? As in his virginity where being with a male was concerned? Why the hell would Karasu be interested in him? They didn’t know each other at all. He snorted and went to his room, trying not to watch the departing back. Karasu needed to leave him alone before he caused problems. He didn’t want some guy he didn’t know trying to get him in bed. Bad enough he’d partially went there already with one of his new friends. He had to be out of his damn mind.


“Fuck man, I don’t want to go to gym. Coach is going to have us run three miles. We both know half the fucking class is going to fall over before finishing one. Stupid, ugly, arrogant, jock itch. Can’t stand that bastard.” Yusuke lit the cigarette and made sure to open up a window. Wouldn’t bode well for someone to smell the smoke. Most of the students were all in class, since they were cutting. Him and Kurama hadn’t felt like going to study hall, not like they were missed. He reached out to touch the slight swelling on the redhead’s cheek. “ At least you don’t look like you’ve been slugged by me anymore.”


“Thanks for the analysis.” Kurama ran the water to finish washing his hands. It was no longer painful to open his mouth but the painkiller might have something to do with it. A cloud of smoke drifted towards him, “please blow that out the window.” He didn’t care for this little nasty habit of Yusuke’s but as long as he didn’t insist on smoking in their bedroom he didn’t care. He didn’t want to smell of cigarette smoke or have it staining his clothes.


“Yeah Yeah, don’t shit yourself. Not like anyone gets close enough to you to smell you.” Yusuke flicked the ashes into the sink and grumbled to himself. He knew his roommate didn’t care for his casual habit. But he really needed a smoke. There was no way he’d be able to put up with gym class without getting one in. His eyes felt dry from lack of sleep, Kurama’s fault. After ten days of not getting any the red head had made up for lost time last night. He really wasn’t complaining about being kept up in such a manner. His body had more than appreciated being ridden for over two hours. He was shocked Kurama could still walk after being fucked for so long. The cock ring had left a red welt on his shaft from being on so long.


“That is besides the point.” Kurama dried his hands with a paper towel noticing his complaints didn’t stop Yusuke from putting the cancer stick back between his lips. He didn’t mind going to gym but he’d had it early this morning. Most of his classes were more advanced than Yusuke’s. He swore when the bathroom door suddenly swung open to let a new comer in. Smoking on campus was against school rules. Add in the fact that they were skipping class, they were in trouble. His breath caught seeing the blue suit strolling in casually. Of all the people to catch them breaking a few rules. “Shit.”


“Dammit,” Yusuke debated tossing the cigarette out and try to use the excuse of using the bathroom. But Sakyo’s eyes were already resting on the smoking stick in his fingers. Too late to get out of it. He could do without detention for two weeks. “Hi, Teach, how’s it hanging?” He felt more than saw Kurama tense beside him. His head cocked to the side when the lock was put on the bathroom door. Time for a lecture?


Sakyo walked over to the urinal ignoring the two boys standing and waiting for him to speak. He’d had the same idea, come in and sneak a smoke. He didn’t feel like going to the teacher’s lounge. There was one co-worker he could do without seeing. One of the secretaries had a thing for him and was constantly flirting. He kept his eyes low and on his task so he didn’t have to acknowledge who was in the bathroom. He took his cock out and did his business knowing both males were waiting patiently for any sign of being in trouble.


Kurama shifted against the sink and didn’t bother to try to stop his wandering eyes. It didn’t enter his mind to give the older man privacy. Yusuke turned his head not to watch but he didn’t. He looked directly into the mirror in order to see the flaccid member Sakyo removed from his pants. Might as well ogle while he could. If he had to guess he’d say the man was damn near packing the same amount as Yusuke. One thing he loved about being with his roommate, was his size. Except his shaft looked to be a tad wider than Yusuke’s, would it grow as long when erect? Or was he one of those males that didn’t grow much when excited?


Yusuke rolled his eyes noticing that Kurama was being rude, so unlike him. It was usually him complaining about manners and how to behave. What was so fascinating about the old man? He wasn’t that cute and he had the horrible scar. Add in the fucker probably couldn’t stay hard for more than five minutes due to old age. Yet, he noticed that Kurama had taken to watching the man in class. It was almost disturbing, “Why don’t you just ask him if you can hold it?”


“Funny,” Kurama bristled under the uncalled for statement. It ruffled his feathers that Yusuke pointed out that he was being rude by watching the man. A blush crept in his cheeks noticing that Sakyo’s eyes lifted to catch his. ‘Fuck,’ now he felt stupid. Unable to hold the gaze he broke the eye contact and swept it towards the floor. He was going to choke Yusuke later for opening his damn mouth.


Sayko smirked and finished up noticing that Kurama kept his eyes glued to the floor. He put his equipment up and went to the sink to wash his hands. Yusuke took another drag of the cigarette, not bothering to put it out. He put himself in between the two, getting closer to the bowed redhead. The smoke lingered in his nose as he dried his hands. His hand reached out to grab the thing from the boy’s mouth. The cheap brand but would work for now. He took a drag of the cigarette before handing it back. He blew the smoke out and made sure to speak loud enough so both could hear. “I don’t need help pissing but I might consider letting him hold it for other purposes. Don’t forget to put that out before you leave Yusuke.”


Kurama felt his stomach hit the floor at the comment. His head shot up and he caught the dark gaze in the mirror. The man was smiling at him in an obvious manner. Heat coiled in his groin at the look. Was Sakyo merely toying with Yusuke for the rude comment or was he flirting? He had to be saying it to goat Yusuke for speaking out of turn. The cigarette was handed back to his fuming roommate but nothing else was said. Sakyo walked to the door and unlocked it. His tongue felt heavy and thick as the words echoed in his mind.


“Oh suck it up and stop drooling.” Yusuke snapped at the panting redhead. What the fuck did the man think he was doing flirting with Kurama? “Don’t you dare get any ideas dammit. What did I tell you about getting ideas about him? We’ve discussed this already. You go anywhere near his dick and I’ll break your face.” He fisted his hands and stomped his foot not caring for the goofy smile Kurama was sporting. “I’m not kidding Kurama. That’s not something to play around with.”


“Yes Yusuke,” Kurama humored him but wasn’t really paying attention to the small tantrum. His roommate would get angry if it were anyone hitting on him. Being it someone older and married only caused the displeasure to double. His friend didn’t think anyone was good enough for him, except himself. He wasn’t looking for a relationship but was interested in the man that had just walked out. For what purposes would Sakyo let him fondle the piece of flesh he’d seen? He was very tempted to find out. He wanted the man, why deny it? Yusuke would be extremely pissed to know that it had been Sakyo he’d been thinking about last night during their long session of hard riding.


“Listen to what I’m saying.” Yusuke tossed the cigarette butt into the toilet, not wanting it after Sakyo had put his mouth on it. He didn’t want to think about being grateful that the teacher had let them go without punishment. The fucker had offered to let Kurama touch his dick. Knowing the pervert he was considering doing it too. “Do I need to knock some sense into you? If you want a cock to touch I got one for you.”


“If you say so Yusuke but you are starting to sound jealous. You don’t see me getting jealous when you ogle Koenma.” Kurama chuckled seeing the peeved look. He couldn’t help but poke fun at his friend. He needed to get to his next class, “I’ll see you after school dear. Don’t over exert yourself. You better get to gym, try not to sweat too much.”

Yusuke slammed his locker shut and wiped his forehead. He was soaked to the bone with sweat and needed to get a hot shower. Time to get out of these gym shorts and into his jeans. This was his last class for the day, so it’d be no big deal if he didn’t put back on his uniform. He groaned at the feeling of his back aching. He shouldn’t have finished the run when everyone else had called it quits. It had done him some good to get over being pissed over Kurama’s attitude. His friend was playing with fire and he didn’t like it.


What kind of teacher would flirt with their student? Kurama wasn’t helping matters by letting the flirting to continue, even enjoying it. He didn’t believe he was jealous, he just didn’t want to see his friend hurt. Plus if he lost Kurama to someone then he wanted it to be to someone the guy could have a good relationship with. Not someone that would just use Kurama for a quick fuck because he had a shrew for a wife. Usually Kurama wouldn’t be foolish enough get involved in a situation like this. But there was something about the way he watched the older man that was disturbing. Was the guy crushing?


Koenma stuffed his sneakers into the locker noticing Yusuke was standing still looking off into the distance. What was he thinking about? He frowned and pulled the damp shirt off. He’d managed to make two miles before giving up. He wasn’t as fit as some of the other guys. His mouth twitched as he reached up for his back. He hissed at the slight pain that pierced his spine. Damn, the bruise still smarted. The root of his woo was standing only three feet away. Why had he bothered to grab him that day?


Since then he kept remembering how it felt to be pressed against Yusuke. So much he thought about it as he fell asleep. Two nights ago he’d went to see Sensui. His lover had been a pleasant mood and the night had been pleasurable. He’d fallen asleep on the mattress while thinking of the difference between his lover and the guy standing near him. Sensui was much leaner and not as bulky as Yusuke. He’d woken up by being shaken roughly by a very pissed off Sensui. He demanded to know who Yusuke was. What could he say? He didn’t want to admit that the name he’d muttered while sleeping was that of his nemesis at school.


His silence had gained him a harsh beating that had left him unable to move for several hours. Once he moved the questions began anew. Sensui had fucked him hard and fast without using much for lubrication. It left him aching and burning but the message had been clear. He had to get thoughts of Yusuke out of his mind. It would get him nowhere, except black and blue. He pulled down the shorts leaving his boxers on. A hot shower would do him some good.


“Damn man, that’s one hell of a bruise.” Touya pointed at the large green and blue swelling he could see peaking out from the bottom of Koenma’s boxers. There was also a few smaller ones on the slim shoulders. A large scratch ran down the guy’s spine. Now that he looked closer, he could see a bruise on the slim throat. “What the fuck? Did you get hit by a bus?”


Yusuke turned at man’s words and looked at the man in question. He was appalled to see the nasty looking mark riding up the dip in Koenma’s back. It was so bad it was almost black in coloring. What the fuck had happened to him? He caught sight of the others as well. Little marks on the stiff shoulders, oddly resembling the shape of fingers. If he didn’t know any better he’d say someone had tried to choke the guy. Strangulation? What was the guy into? He hadn’t heard about Koenma getting into any kind of accident. The long gash down the spine had to be from a fingernail.


Koenma quickly snatched a shirt from his bag and hastily put it on. Leave it to Touya to have a loud mouth and call attention to his bruise. “Not likely, I had an accident at home.” He gave a reassuring smile and reached for his pants. The sweats were jerked up over his hips, he didn’t care for Touya gawking at him. He wouldn’t explain to anyone about his relationship with Sensui. There was a reason no one knew of it. His father would throttle him along with disown him over it. His father wanted him to marry and settle down with a family after college. He wouldn’t let his father or anyone know about his sexual preference. Once he graduated and was on his own then it wouldn’t matter but until then no one could know.


Next Chapter: A betrayal, punishment and a plot for revenge, Sakyo indulges and Karasu proves to be too tempting..... Please read and review.