Sexual Encounters

Chapter Six


The time on the clock switched, another minute went by. Yusuke shifted in the bed, could he do this? Yes, he could see the dark circles under Kurama’s eyes. He hadn’t gotten back to the room until after nine. He hadn’t been allowed to leave the room until every last fucking urinal and toilet had been scrubbed clean with a damn tooth brush. The sadistic gym teacher had laughed and told him to take his punishment. He’d been wanting to ask his roommate who he’d gotten stuck with. By the time he dragged his ass into the room Kurama had been fast asleep. Steam still lingered in the bathroom so it hadn’t been that long since the guy had taken a hot shower and passed out.


What prick teacher had his friends gotten stuck with? Weariness was etched on his friend’s face and he’d never known Kurama to sleep so soundly. He’d tried to wake the guy but all he’d gotten was a groan as the redhead turned over to hug his pillow. Someone was very tired and worn out. He’d get Koenma back for doing this shit to them. The cocky stuck-up bastard would pay for sticking his nose in something that he should have stayed out of. He’d teach the brat to fuck with him. There had been no call for the betrayal, no matter how Koenma felt about him. He rolled his eyes at the stupidity of some people.


He already had what he’d need sitting on his night stand. All he was taking with him was a small bottle of lubrication. There was no way he’d take his blackmail material. What Koenma would have to pay couldn’t be handed over in one encounter. He’d see how the fucker liked being his bitch until he got tired of him. Probably wouldn’t take long, he couldn’t imagine the guy being hot in the sack. Prolly laid there like a fucking corpse and grunted. Probably didn’t know how to suck a cock either.


It was nearing midnight, he needed to head down to the office. He wasn’t worried about Koenma setting him up to get into trouble. Kurama had already been instructed that if Koenma tried something like that then the pictures were to get out. Which meant giving a copy to Enma, post them all over school and even going to the local papers with them. Saying he was sure the papers would love to know how the local security company took their jobs seriously be servicing the Dean’s son. It was almost laughable how much leverage he had over Koenma. Kurama rolled over but didn’t wake as he opened the bedroom door.


The hall was empty, suited his purposes. He wouldn’t take the elevator down to the first floor. The stairs wouldn’t wake anyone or draw unwanted attention. He slowly crept down the stairs and stepped into the main hall. Without a doubt Koenma would be waiting for him. It wouldn’t surprise him if the idiot went as far as to pay someone to jump him and try to beat his ass. If so then the fucker would be the one getting hurt and then ruined. His mind reasoned that even Koenma wasn’t that big of a moron. The guy would do as asked and be a good boy about it.


Enma’s office was separate from the others, which was why he’d chosen it. Plus, Koenma would be able to get a key. It also gave him a slight thrill to know he would be taking the first sample of his revenge here. As expected he reached for the door and it was open. He opened it slowly to make sure no one was lurking behind it to jump on him. The room was dark, this small section was where the receptionist sat. Off to the left was another door, Enma’s office. That door was already open and a small light burned inside. So, Koenma was here and waiting for him. He stepped inside and locked the door before advancing.


Koenma heard the door shut and tensed at the unknown. He wasn’t worried about Yusuke setting him up for a lynching. Not when the guy could easily kick his ass on his own. What bothered him was not knowing what it was Yusuke wanted from him? To get his father to drop the probation? That was something he couldn’t do. Or perhaps Yusuke really did despise him. True, they’d never really gotten along and bickered whenever they were around each other but they’d never been really bitter enemies. Not from his point of view. Maybe that was his mistake, he hadn’t seen the truth. His hand gripped the arm of the chair as the other student stepped into the office. “Yusuke.”


“Asshole,” Yusuke growled seeing how relaxed the guy looked. The fucker had just tried to ruin his life and that of his friends and he didn’t seem to care. “I see you aren’t as stupid as you look, good. It’ll make this a lot easier on us both.” He stepped further into the office noticing the small amount of light was coming from the desk lamp. “Keep the lamp on, not like we have to worry about anyone seeing it.”


“Fine,” Koenma leaned back in the chair and tried not to be intimidated at the figure approaching him. It was very hard not to run like a scared rabbit about to be cornered by the starved wolf. Instead of letting his fear show he tried to put up his best brave front. “Now, why don’t you tell me why you felt the need to have me followed? Why did you take those pictures? What do you want from me?”


“Shut up! You know damn well why I fucking had you followed and had those pictures taken. I am so sick and tired of this little front you put on. It really sickens me how everyone thinks you are so perfect and so damn good. You’re nothing more than a two faced little prick that likes it in the ass. I bet your daddy would love to know how you like to lay there and let some old married guy shove his dick in your ass. He’d really love the picture of you laying on your back taking it like a good little slut.” Yusuke saw the color draining from his face at the reminder of what he had over him.


“You bastard,” Koenma clenched his fists at the smug look on Yusuke’s face. “Not like you have room to talk when you probably shove your dick in your roommate’s ass every night. Don’t you dare lecture me on my sexual preferences when you are just like me. And I really don’t care what you think of me. Why don’t you stop being childish and stop the temper tantrum? Just spit out what you want so I can go to bed already.” He hadn’t known that Yusuke disliked him so much that he’d take pleasure in toying with his life. He’d thought the guy had a decent spot, he’d been wrong.


“Yeah, I might fuck Kurama but there is a big difference between you and me. See, I’m fucking someone my own age that isn’t married with a family. Add in that he works for the school, employed by your father. Then there’s the whole fact that my mother really couldn’t care less what or whom I’m fucking. Can you say the same?” Yusuke knew he had him. “Now, as far as what I want from you, we’ll get to that. First, let me tell you before hand what will happen if you don’t comply to my demands. Your father will get a copy of every single photo with you playing the whore. Then there is the little matter of it being posted all over school campus the very same day. Then there is the little letter I’ve already written for the local papers. They’d love those pictures, imagine the headlines. How security is taking advantage of their authority and position. The head of security is keeping the Dean’s son extra safe.”


“You’ve made your point, I know damn well what damage they can do to me.” Koenma hadn’t thought Yusuke would go that far. He’d come here ready to do whatever it took just to keep his father from finding out. Now Yusuke was threatening him with letting the entire school know and ruining Sensui’s career. Not to mention it’d piss his lover off greatly, the damage to his family and business. It’d ruin him and Sensui, his father would do more than disown him. “Just tell me what you want. Money, extra privileges, what can you possibly hope to gain from blackmailing me?”


“I don’t need your money, or any privileges. You see as you pointed out that Kurama is my lover but recently his attention has strayed elsewhere and I’m not getting any. That’s where you are going to come in.” Yusuke saw the frown deepen and the look of horror cross Koenma’s features. “Good, you have figured it out. You’re going to be my bitch. What do they call this? Oh yeah, I’m extorting sexual favors from you. Don’t even think of telling me no, if that word ever leaves your lips, you’ll see what kind of bastard I can be. You’ll do exactly as I say and do whatever I want. If I tell you to drop your fucking pants and start fucking the nearest available cock then you will do so. You shouldn’t really have a problem with it. Looks to me like you enjoy playing the whore. This shouldn’t be a problem for you.”


“That’s disgusting and despicable, how can you ask that of me?” Koenma stood up from the chair and glared at his nemesis. Why? Was it because Yusuke knew how it’d hurt him? He wouldn’t stop to think for a second that the guy really wanted to be with him. This was the worst kind of punishment there was. “You would want me to fuck you even though we can’t stand each other? Do you know that would force me to cheat on my boyfriend? He’s very jealous and would be extremely upset no matter the reason for it. You are a bastard for making that demand. Think of something else, anything. I highly doubt you really want to get anywhere near me, no more than I want you near me. I can pay you for your silence.”


“And I said I don’t want your fucking money. Now you got one fucking minute to take off your fucking clothes before I take your answer as a no. I’m not changing my mind about this so accept it. Either play the whore for me or the pictures get dispersed. I don’t give a damn what your old fart will like or won’t. Your relationship isn’t my problem. And you’re right, I fucking hate you but your ass is just as good as any. Doubt it’ll be a good as fucking Kurama but I’ll make due. Now, get them down and get to the floor or I’m walking out this door.”


“I hate you,” Koenma snapped but Yusuke shrugged at the bold statement. “Fine, but don’t expect me to participate at all. You want a hole to fuck because you can’t willingly find someone to stomach your touch then fine but I refuse to pretend that I’m enjoying it.” He pushed his shoes off using his toes and pushed them aside. He couldn’t believe he was being asked to do this. A tight coil of nerves refused to leave his gut as he went for his pants. He noticed Yusuke watching him as he pulled the material over his hips, bringing the boxers down with them. He stepped out of them and tossed them at the hard chest. “There, I refuse to get completely naked for you.”


“That’s enough, now get on the floor. Lie on your back, pull your knees up to your shoulders. Make sure to spread em too.” Yusuke tossed the discarded pants across the room. They hit the opposite wall with a soft thud, putting the garments out of Koenma’s reach. His body reacted to seeing what he could in the dim light. Koenma had some nice legs and an even sweeter looking ass. His cock filled with blood noticing the slim figure laying down and assuming the position he stated. The guy closed his eyes but drew his legs up. The flaccid shaft was resting on the soft sacks obscuring his view of his goal. He withdrew the tube of lubrication and slipped off his own shoes.


Koenma could hear him getting undressed but clenched his eyes shut. As curious as he was to see Yusuke completely nude he wouldn’t look at him like this. The few times he’d thought about his enemy nude it hadn’t been like this. Sure, he’d use to daydream of the guy coming up to him and admitting that he really liked him. Then they’d kiss and he’d experience what it was like to be with the guy. He’d gotten over that delusion long ago. He’d learned that Yusuke really didn’t like him, he just hadn’t known how deep that hatred ran. He’d think of something else, not the fact that Yusuke was about to use him. His senses picked it up when the guy got to his knees before him, it was about to happen. How bad could it be? Sensui was average sized, about six inches. Yusuke was shorter and no broader than his boyfriend. Hn, the fucker probably had a tiny dick and that was why Kurama was looking elsewhere. He’d take it without making a damn sound, no way the guy was that much different than Sensui. “Would you hurry it up before my arms fall asleep or I do. Does it take you that long to find it?”


Yusuke scowled at the asshole. He’d looked down at the moisture on his fingers. He’d been about to prep the guy for what was about to happen. Despite making him do it, Yusuke had thought not to make it entirely uncomfortable for him. His hand went for his cock and started to apply it to the length. “Fine, since you’re so fucking eager for it.” As soon as he had enough coating most of it he climbed over the folded form. Koenma had done the position justice, the hands had the knees held up to his shoulders. Thighs parted wide, the round ass lifted off of the floor. He used one hand to support his weight near the guy’s head. The other placed himself at the puckered entrance.


Koenma felt the wetness touch him, the head brushing along his corded ring. He braced himself knowing that he was about to take another man into his body. He’d never cheated before and didn’t like how it was coming about now. He wasn’t a whore, Sensui was the only one he’d ever been with, be it male or female. “Owe,” his eyes flew open as what had been caressing his sphincter suddenly rammed itself into his ass. He’d had no time to prepare or ready himself mentally. His ass was being torn in two, he whimpered as the steel sank deeper into his hole. A hand went into his hair keeping his head still. Yusuke was hovering over him now, about four inches were embedded into his body. He caught his breath believing there couldn’t be much more. So, he was wider than Sensui, he could deal with this.


Yusuke shuddered as Koenma moaned beneath him. The sound was so fucking hot, so was the feel of the walls clinging to him. The spongy tunnel was clasping him, making him want to take it. Instead he made sure Koenma was aware of what was taking place. He braced himself up on his toes and lowered himself. Not even half of his dick was in yet and he’d have it all crammed in the guy’s ass. “Don’t be so fucking loud, stop whining like pussy. I don’t even have half of my dick in you yet. I know you’re use to being fucked, so suck it up.”


Not even half! Koenma shook his head at the prospect. His head jerked back feeling Yusuke pull out a little only to come down further with the next thrust. True to his word his ass was being filled with more meat. “Yusuke, please.” He couldn’t take anymore, this was nothing like when Sensui fucked him. He cried out when the thickness brushed against his sweet spot. It took his lover some work to play with the area. The cock within only had to pull out and drive back in to strike it. Blood and heat rushed to his groin at the pleasure the stimulation created. Damn it hurt but he was starting to enjoy it.


This was definitely worth scrubbing all those toilets today. Yusuke closed his eyes as he pushed deeper into the little orifice. It was better than he’d thought it would be. Koenma’s ass was so tight, it also thrilled him to hear the other male moaning. His lusts stirred knowing he was the one causing the noises. He looked between them to see the hard cock laying along the pale abdomen. “Hn, you’re such a little whore. Sad, you’ll even get excited over having my cock in you. Little innocent Koenma enjoys being fucked by someone he hates. No wonder you don’t have a problem with meeting a married man in a hotel room every week. You’d probably let anyone stick it in your ass.”


“Fuck you!” Koenma snarled knowing it was true, part of it. He was enjoying it, the feel of Yusuke cock was astounding. But he was wrong, he wouldn’t let just anyone fuck him. He’d had plenty of people hit on him. Be it male or female he’d never had the desire to cheat, except with one person. That was the very same person now using him. His fingernails dug into the flesh of his leg as Yusuke started moving without pause. “Oh, owe, oh gods.” He felt his world spin as the guy was practically bouncing over him, impaling him with every inch of the huge pole. The pleasure was overriding the pain as his prostrate was being assaulted.


“You offered,” Yusuke drove into the quivering sheath. Dammit, he was going to cum. Koenma was babbling incoherently as he pumped over him. Shit, he couldn’t stop it from happening. He jerked out before he lost it, “put your legs down now.” His hands jerked at the shaking thighs until they rested flat. Soft brown eyes opened in puzzlement as he crawled up until he was straddling Koenma’s chest. “Open your fucking mouth.” The pink lips opened as he reached for his cock. He stroked it, his eyes glued to the tiny pink tongue sitting inside. He grunted as his balls tightened and the heat washed over him. His spunk shot out and the first shot hit the guy on the cheek. He aimed to see that the next landed on the parted lips. The creamy substance lined the lips and chin, leaving the evidence of his orgasm.

Koenma closed his eyes as Yusuke rolled off of him. He was still aroused but wasn’t going to mention it. This wasn’t for his pleasure, it was all about Yusuke’s. Besides, he didn’t want to get off on being used. He didn’t like the hollow feeling that settled in his chest as the guy got up to retrieve his pants. The jizz remained on his face, he rolled to his side so he wouldn’t have to look at him. He caught his breath and let himself calm down. His asshole was smarting from the treatment, so was his dick. A foot landed on his ass pushing him to get his attention.


“Don’t think you want to fall asleep there.” Yusuke put the tube back into his pocket. Now he could head back to the room and get some sleep. Things had gone down without a hitch. The last thing to do was to make sure Koenma knew what was to be expected. “Listen good, I don’t give a crap if you don’t like this. You will come to me when I call you. I’ll let you know when I expect it without ruining your reputation. Hate for your groupies to find out that you liked getting my cock. When I want you I’ll leave a message in your locker with a time and place. Don’t ever leave me waiting, do you understand?”


“Yes,” Koenma made no move to get up as Yusuke slipped his shoes back on. He just wanted to be left alone. This hadn’t turned out like he thought it would. Not once had he thought Yusuke capable of treating him this way. The door clicked signaling the guy’s exit and him being alone. His hand wiped the drying semen from his face. He swore feeling the sting of tears, he wouldn’t let this get to him. He wouldn’t let Yusuke break him, he wouldn’t cry over the guy. A tear managed to slip down his cheek as he got up from the floor. He’d endure this long enough until he got the evidence back, then he’d make Yusuke pay.

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