Sexual Encounters

Chapter Eight

“Here you go Mr. Valdez.” Hideyoshi handed over the stack of papers he was done with. Could he go now? Would the man let him leave if he made up some excuse? Of all the teachers Mr. Valdez seemed the coolest. Not like he was in deep trouble like Kurama was. Today would be his last day of detention. He’d gotten three days of punishment, sent to serve it under this one. It was better than the gym teacher. All his other friends had come back Tuesday evening, one had actually been crying. He shuddered to think what the fat slob made his students do.


“Thank you,” Sakyo placed it on the other stack of graded papers. There really wasn’t much more to do. He’d had to pull these out when he’d been informed Tuesday morning that another student would be joining them for four days. He flipped open his grading folder and tried to keep his eyes focused. Damn he was tired. The last two nights he’d slept on the couch. It wasn’t that uncomfortable but every time he started to doze off the fucking dog jumped on him. He hated that damn mutt but it was Shizuru’s. He tried throwing it outside in the backyard then it had constantly howled and whined at the door. That had gotten her out of bed to let it back inside and him a verbal lecture about it being too cold. Couldn’t be any colder than his bed.


He turned his eyes towards the red head sitting near him. He had Kurama going over someone’s essay, marking the mistakes in red. He’d go over it later himself for a quick read but he did take off points for any errors. He wasn’t too strict but it let him know which students took the extra time to actually proofread what they did. Hideyoshi looked ready to leave, good he was ready to be rid of him. “Turn this file into the office for me and then you can go. Come back to pick up your card.”


Kurama smiled as the boy quickly snatched the file and headed for the door. He wasn’t sure if Sakyo would speak to him now or not. They hadn’t spoken since Monday, he had no idea what to expect. Had the man been looking for a quick lay? Or did he want more from him? He’d be disappointed if it were never to happen again. He couldn’t remember falling asleep that night. He’d made it to the room before Yusuke, taken a quick shower and laid down on the bed. The next thing he knew it was morning. That had been the most intense sexual session of his short life. The older man had amazing stamina and endurance, a lusty nature. “Do I get to leave early as well?”


“No, you’ll leave when I tell you.” Sakyo snapped the folder closed and shoved it into the drawer. It was a little after six, they had time. Not that he’d allow Kurama to leave at seven anyways. After the night he had, he needed to relieve some tension. He shifted in his chair, getting impatient. He couldn’t sign the boy’s card until he was about to leave. They had to fetch them from the office every evening. “Are you done with those?”


“Almost, I have two more.” Kurama circled a misspelled word. It was hard to fight the nervousness dancing in his stomach. It was strange, he’d never been nervous around anyone else. Just not knowing what would happen once they were alone had him antsy and on edge. Would Sakyo want to fuck again? He’d have no protest, he was looking forward to it. Yusuke was very happy with his blackmail of Koenma. If his roommate wanted sex no doubt he’d go running to his nemesis for relief. “Do you need me to do something after this?”


Sayko opened his mouth as the door reopened. Hideyoshi came in with both detention cards in hand. He waved the boy over so he could sign it. He scribbled his name at the bottom to release the boy from detention and filled out the appropriate hours he’d spent in there. He was letting him off by an hour or so. He wasn’t in the mood to have to dismiss them both at the same time. He had plans for his little red head. “There you go, stay out of trouble.” That was done, now to just get the student out of his room. As soon as the door shut he stood up and walked towards the windows. Now they were alone. With any luck no more students would be appointed to him. He wanted to make use of next week as well. He started to draw the shades down, “Get up and go lock the door.”


“Yes, sir.” Kurama placed the pen down on the half graded sheet. Excitement coiled in his groin hearing the last shade being drawn. He took his time walking to the door. Was he to cover the door up as well? He glanced out of the small window. Was that Hiei coming down the hall? The science department was all the way down, so it was possible. He narrowed his eye to see better. Who was that with him?


“I said lock it, not gawk out of it.” Sakyo placed his hand on the knob and turned the lock. Kurama tensed feeling him so close. “Don’t move an inch. I’d hate to pull you away from whatever you find so interesting out there.” He was pleased when Kurama stayed where he was allowing him to walk back over to his desk. He got his bottle of lube out and headed towards the boy. A tent was already erecting itself in his slacks. Damn, he’d been waiting days to do this again. That stupid fucker just had to get detention and interfere with his plans. He wanted to experience that hot mouth. “Turn around Kurama, then get on your knees.”


“Yes sir,” His friend forgotten for now, Kurama turned slowly to find the man standing behind him. The crisp blue suit made him look very dashing. No wonder he’d been having exotic dreams about the man. Not only was he hot but how could he forget about the fantastic fuck the man had been. This answered his question of whether or not Sakyo wanted to repeat the performance. How dirty the floor might be didn’t come to mind or that they were taking yet another risk. What mattered was the object of his lust was so close. He got down on his knees, his eyes glued to the hands undoing the zipper.


Sayko’s cock sprang free of the confines and towards the awaiting mouth. He groaned feeling the soft hand wrapping around the length. The boy didn’t ask if it was what he wanted. Lush lips parted, the orifice opened to insert the tip. The hungry mouth latched onto him, wetting the underside with his tongue. His eyes closed, reveling in the sensation of having his member being tasted. “Do you still wish to leave?”


Kurama shook his head negatively, forgoing removing the meat between his lips. He gripped the base with his hand. He stroked the bottom to savor the top half. His tongue teased the leaking slit. Sakyo’s hand latched onto his head, pushing more into his mouth. He welcomed it, excitement filled him as it hit the back of his throat. Wanting to please his new lover, he relaxed his throat muscles. Doing so he was able to take more into his throat. His lungs protested at the blockage stopping him from breathing. Spit coated the fat cock, it was so thick it was hurting to deep throat. His teacher didn’t seem to notice his discomfort. Nor did Kurama complain when the man began rocking his hips, fucking his mouth.


“Oh yes, suck my cock. That feels so nice.” Sakyo couldn’t remember the last time he’d gotten his dick sucked. Months before the last time his wife had decided to allow him into her bed. The boy placed hands on his hips, bringing them forward. The soft mouth was stretched wide to accommodate more of the girth. He licked his own lips, the sight making him want to cum. His fingers clasped the strands of hair neatly pulled back. His eyes rolled at the hint of throat trying to swallow him.


Kurama tried not to gag but it didn’t help when his throat was being violated. He whimpered as he sucked and let the man continue. He was so aroused his cock was steadily leaking. He used his tongue on the thick vein hearing his lover moaning. His fingers clawed at the bare hips in desperation. With a harsh cry his airway was cleared and he was able to take a deep breath. Slobber ran from the tip to his chin. His tongue darted out to lick the moisture up. He lifted his face to see if the man wanted him to continue.


“Get up, turn back around and take them down. Hurry, I’m on a time limit today. Move, so I can fuck you.” Sakyo reached down to help the redhead to his feet. Kurama was going for his pants so Sakyo took the time to apply the gooey lubrication to his entire shaft. He might be a few minutes late for the family dinner but it’d be worth it. He’d told his wife he wouldn’t get out of here until seven. “Use the door to brace yourself.”


“Yes sir,” Kurama pushed one of the shoes off so he could slip one of his legs completely out of the garment. It made it so much easier to spread his legs apart and place his hands against the door. He looked through the glass to see a female teacher walking by. He moaned at the slightest touch of the man’s hands on his ass. A palm was cupping a pale globe, the digit aiming for his eager hole. “Oh please,” he bit down on his lip at the gentle probing. He was rewarded with it sliding deep into his hot passage.


“Still so tight, so hot. You’re such a eager little fuck I can’t wait to drive into your ass.” Sakyo added another finger to scissor them. He was impatient and in dire need to sink himself deep. The boy pushed back onto his fingers, trying to ride them. He’d never been with anyone before that was so eager to be filled. It had always taken a lot of foreplay and stimulation to get his wife in the mood. This boy was greedily trying to impale himself on the fingers.


“Give me your cock, fuck me.” Kurama wiggled his ass into the man’s hand. Fuck his ass was clenching around the teasing fingers. He was relieved when they were removed and the hard shaft was being directed between his cheeks. His hand reached behind him to spread the cheek Sakyo didn’t have his hand on. There was no shame at exposing his crinkled pink hole to the man. He needed to be fucked, to be filled.


The younger male tensed and cried out in pain as he impaled him, “You said to fuck you.” Sakyo ran hands over both pale cheeks. His cock was buried between them. It looked like the creamy globes were attached to him. Kurama whimpered from the fierce penetration. The boy was enjoying it, squirming his hips to encourage him to deliver more. He reached around to find the bobbing length. The spongy muscles clenched around him, “do you want it hard or shall I fuck you slow?”


“Hard, I can’t wait. Don’t tease me.” Kurama felt his balls pinching at the sensation. The man felt so damn wonderful lodged in his body. The thick appendage had him stretched to the max. He’d be walking funny at the party tonight but he really didn’t give a shit. As long as he got to experience being rode by the man. “Please, I’ve waited days for this.”


“Is that your way of saying you’ve been anxiously waiting for me to fuck you again? Did you like my cock that much?” He withdraw most of his length. The boy hummed deep in his throat at the friction. He had to wonder if Kurama had refrained from sleeping with Urameshi. He held the boy in place and thrust his hips, shoving most of it home. The harsh cry filled the room as he assaulted the trembling passage. “Did you wait for me? Or did you let Yusuke fuck you in my place?” The next one slammed into the puckered hole. The pony tail bounced at the rapid shaking of the red head. “No? Why not? Do you prefer my cock over your boyfriend’s?”


“Yes, he’s not my...... AHHHHHH!” Kurama’s vision blurred with the next thrust. It sent his body into overload. Would the man believe him if he tried to explain how much better his cock felt fucking his hole? Just the idea of who was fucking him was such a big turn on. The older man had a coldness about him. A sexual appeal he found greatly lacking in his roommate. Yusuke was a great catch and a wonderful fuck but something about his teacher lured him like a moth more than ready to be scorched by the flames. Not to mention he liked it hard at times and his best friend always held back due to caring. “Faster,” he reached between his parted legs to cup his balls. Sakyo abandoned his dick to place both hands on his hips. His prostate sent waves of pleasure through his lower region. “More, your cock feels so good.”


“Damn, you’re so sexy.” The sound of steady colliding flesh drowned out his words. A low rumble erupted from his chest as the boy whimpered his name. The best fuck of his life had to be with one of his students. He held the trim waist still but Kurama was trying to push back to meet each thrust. He loosened his grip to let it happen. He was going to cum soon, “take it, ride my cock.” His hands ran over the smooth cheeks to caress and push them apart. Dark eyes watched the wide girth constantly disappear into the boy’s body.


“Harder, I’m going to cum.” Kurama almost collapsed at the furious pounding. It was mixed with some pain but his peak soared. The man’s cock felt too good to worry about how brutal it had become. He tossed his head back and grabbed his own length. Sayko was slamming into him so hard his own balls were being slapped around. He grabbed them along with the base. It was all the stimulation he needed. The walls contracted around the flesh stabbing him. He jerked awkwardly feeling the man’s cock start to dispense itself. “Oh yeah, cum in my ass.”


Sakyo trembled with the release. It felt so right to empty his seed, stroking the boy’s walls as he filled him full of cum. With one final thrust he was spent, ending their time together. A hand ran possessively over the soft swell of Kurama’s ass. “Go ahead and get dressed. Be expecting a call from me on Saturday. I’m going to have some free time, so don’t make any plans.” Shizuru was taking the kids to visit her parents, which would give him a few hours to himself. “Also, tell your friend to find himself another toy. I don’t like to share.”



Yusuke relaxed in his cab and looked at his watch again. Fifteen minutes pass seven and Koenma still wasn’t here. He’d give him another fifteen and that was all. He was in a pissed off mood and this wasn’t helping. He’d gotten out of detention early, enough time to run back to his room and take a shower. While getting dressed for his appointment with Koenma his roommate had come in. He’d instantly noticed something off about the redhead. He asked Kurama where he’d been and all he got was detention. The guy had walked into the bathroom without saying anything else. If the guy had been in detention then why the hell had he walked into that bathroom like he’d just came from a hard fucking? He was sure he heard Kurama wince in pain. Just who was he serving detention under? All Kurama had told him was that they appointed him to grading papers.


He took another drag of his cigarette and glanced at his watch again. What the hell was taking Koenma so long? He tossed the butt out into the parking lot. Only a few cars remained behind. It wasn’t the weekend yet but most of the students still didn’t like hanging around the place. He was debating on just taking Koenma in the truck cab or taking him some place quiet. He wasn’t in the mood for a quick fuck but would the guy bitch about him not rushing to get it over with?


The jerk would be complaining about the entire school body calling him names if he didn’t get his ass out here! Yusuke fumed at being left waiting. The bastard had to be testing him. See how far he could press him, what he’d take. He wouldn’t put up with this shit. He’d told the guy to be out here at seven. Koenma was deliberately stalling, trying to show that he was still in control of the situation. He glanced at his watch again, after seven-thirty. “Fuck it,” he closed the door and cranked the truck up.


He released the parking brake and put it in reverse. The sound of his name being called had him pressing the brake and stopping. Koenma was running towards him waving his arm. About damn time he showed up. He debated on leaving without the guy, just to prove a point. His foot remained on the brake until Koenma pulled open the passenger door and climbed in. Without looking at him, he released the clutch and backed up. He slammed it into first, “What the fuck took you?”


“Sorry,” Koenma knew apologizing wasn’t enough. He was lucky he arrived before Yusuke left him. That would have been a wonderful way to end his evening. It was a good thing he hadn’t given into the impulse to run to his room and change. The front of his shirt was soiled but there was nothing he could do about it. Not that it mattered, Yusuke wasn’t taking him out on a date. He sighed and leaned his head back. His lip was killing him and a headache was throbbing between his temples. “Where are we going?”


“Not sure, first tell me why you deliberately kept me waiting.” Yusuke slowed at the sign and glanced over to see what excuse he’d be given. His foot hit the brake, jarring them both. The front of Koenma’s shirt was soaked with blood. The guy’s nose was swollen and his bottom lip was busted. “Who the fuck hit you?” He couldn’t imagine someone being stupid enough to pound on the Dean’s son. Did the guy have some kinky fetish?


“I wasn’t the only one displeased about having my evening interrupted. Since my health isn’t a concern for you, mind your own business. Let’s just get this over with.” Koenma closed his eyes and pretended he was anywhere but here. He’d cancelled his date over the phone but Sensui had shown up at six demanding that they still go out. He knew he couldn’t, not when Yusuke had demanded that they meet. It was for his and Sensui’s welfare he’d cancelled the plans. His lover hadn’t wanted to hear any excuses. Then the accusations had begun. Koenma figured he must have seen the guilt on his face when he’d been accused of fucking someone else. Sensui had lashed out and hit him.


“Fine, not like I give a damn if you let your boyfriend beat your ass. Stupid jerk,” Yusuke took a right taking them off of the campus and into town. He’d go back to his mother’s place for the evening. It was only half an hour away and she wouldn’t be home. His old room was always available. First, he had to stop and get something for dinner. There wouldn’t be anything at the house. A pint of vodka wasn’t his idea of a meal. He pulled into a burger joint and got in line. “Want anything?” The guy shook his head, “Fine but if you haven’t eaten dinner yet I suggest you let me get you something. We’re going back to my place after this and you won’t make it back to the dorm probably until morning.”


“Whatever,” Koenma was displeased to hear that Yusuke would be keeping him out all night. The truck pulled up to the speaker. He didn’t pay much attention to what the guy was ordering. Instead he tried to take a quick nap. He had no idea where Yusuke’s home was. He was very tired and it might help to get rid of the headache. He felt the vehicle moving but he didn’t stir.


Yusuke took a sip of the drink and placed it back into the holder. He switched off the radio to drive in silence. Koenma was still sleeping soundly. He chuckled hearing the mumbling coming from the guy. So Koenma talked in his sleep. What was he dreaming about? Yusuke pulled off of the freeway and onto the road that led to his mother’s place. Koenma adjusted his position turning more to the side. A throaty whine came with the next jerk of the guy’s head. “Yusuke.”


“What?” Yusuke turned his blinker on to enter the complex. No answer came, the guy was still asleep. What was he dreaming about? Probably about being blackmailed and forced to succumb to his wishes. Yusuke was glad to see that Atsuko’s car was gone. He pulled into the lot and put the truck in first. The sound of the parking brake being pushed down woke Koenma up. The brunette jumped as he woke. “We’re here, have a good nap?”


Koenma blinked and looked around. It wasn’t the greatest but not the slums. He wiped his eyes and tried to collect himself. They were here, which meant soon Yusuke would be expecting certain services from him. His stomach tightened in anticipation, mocking the sinking feeling in his chest. He didn’t want to play the whore or be used. He chastised himself as he stepped out of the truck. Yusuke was already walking towards the place with his food in hand, leaving him no choice but to follow.


He unlocked the door and waited for Koenma to join him before stepping inside. “Well, at least it’s not a total wreck.” He took his key out and shrugged. There was trash and empty bottles all over the place. He waved the guy inside so he could close the door behind them. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to make you sleep in trash.” He hadn’t been sure if he was going to stay all night, now he wanted to. He laughed at the disgusted look on Koenma’s face. “What can I say, Mother of the Year.”


“Obviously,” Koenma wrinkled his nose at the garbage discarded lazily. They walked through the cluttered hallway. He almost tripped over a empty gin bottle. This place was a disgrace. How could the woman live in such filth? They got to a bedroom and Yusuke was using a key on the door. “You actually lock your door,” He was more than happy to step inside the room. Anything to get out of that sty. Amazing that Yusuke’s room was spotless and made. The door closed behind them shutting them inside and alone.


“Well yeah, like I want her or her boozer buddies fucking with my shit. I don’t care to come home and clean before being able to relax. Best way was to put a new lock on the door to keep them out. I have my own bathroom, the door is right over there. If you’re thirsty there should still be a few drinks left in the fridge.” He placed the food on his desk and walked over to window. He turned the shades closed so no one could see inside. “Want something for your lip? Ice? Cold rag?”


“I’m fine,” Koenma inspected the room. He slipped off his shoes and put them by the door. It was like a small home, Yusuke’s touch was everywhere. A small fridge was near the bed, an ashtray on top. As if knowing what he was looking at the guy decided to light up. Yusuke was standing in the middle of the room watching him. “Not bad, but I thought you were supposed to smoke after sex not before.”


“Right, sorry about that.” He walked over to the ashtray and put it out. Yusuke saw Koenma back up towards the door. How did he want to go through with this? If he kept with his plot for revenge then he would just take it. Just as he’d done last time, fuck for his pleasure alone. But he’d never been one to enjoy one-sided sex. He liked to hear his partner moan and whimper in pleasure. He’d get more out of it if Koenma were enjoying it too. Plus, wouldn’t the revenge be sweeter if he could make the man crave his touch? Make Koenma hate the fact that he longed for the touch of someone he despised.


“Come here, I don’t think trying to make out with my door is going to help.” Yusuke could see how nervous Koenma was. Why? Not like they hadn’t fucked once already. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed.” He wouldn’t rush it but he wanted to go ahead and get naked. He’d wondered what it’d be like to pet the guy. To slowly touch and tease until he begged for it. The problem was he wasn’t sure if Koenma would want him regardless of what he tried. The guy really hated him so there was a good chance that nothing he did would get him what he wanted.


Koenma reached for the soiled shirt, drawing it over his head. He felt undeveloped and lanky compared to Yusuke who had just mimicked him. The guy had a hard chest, all muscle. His eyes dipped down to the flexing six pack that was rippling. All that strength wasn’t just for show either, the guy knew how to use it. He could remember the first time he’d seen Yusuke fight. It was the only fight that had lasted more than just one swing. The former school bully had decided to pick on the wrong student. He’d been enthralled then that someone smaller than the large bulky asshole had taken him down. The bully had been crying and calling for his mother.


Yusuke watched him fold the shirt neatly, then placed it to start a stack. Socks came off next, leaving Koenma in just the pants. He quickly took off his own, more than ready to start touching. The jeans were tossed to the floor without care bringing Koenma’s attention to him. With a smirk he stretched his hands behind his head. Pleasure and excitement; lots of pride, raced through his veins seeing the soft brown eyes widen in appreciation. He knew no shame, he more than wanted Koenma to ogle him.


A lump was making it hard to breath. Koenma cleared his throat seeing the member dangling from Yusuke’s groin start to twitch and grow. The guy hadn’t been kidding about the half remark. How big did it get? He never would have thought the guy to be endowed. He was shorter and not as broad as Sensui but put his lover to shame. The damn thing was starting to stand erect and stiff. He couldn’t help but be nervous not knowing what Yusuke would expect from him. Would it be like the last time? Was he to just lay there and let the guy plow him?


Yusuke saw that his company wasn’t going to move his ass. He crossed the room bringing himself in front of Koenma. A hand snaked forward to lock around the back of the guy’s slender neck. He wasn’t happy until it caused the distance between them to close. The strong urge to take a kiss became undeniable. Fingers stroked the nape stirring the overlapping hair. “Let me help you with those.” Yusuke closed his mouth over the slightly parted petals. The guy’s mouth was very soft and full.


“Yusuke,” he sighed into the warm kiss. The pressure was gentle but firm, placing little butterfly kisses over his mouth. He gave in feeling the slick wetness probing for entrance. In all his forbidden fantasies he’d kissed his nemesis plenty of times. Not once had it caused his toes to curl. A shiver ran down his spine, the thick tongue was inside his moist cavern. He was sure Yusuke was trying to taste him. He hissed when the pressure caused the split in his lip to pinch.


“Sorry,” he didn’t want to but Yusuke pulled back to end the kiss. He reached down between them with his free hand, aiming for the still intact clothing. Two fingers found the button of the pants to unsnap. Wanting to neck more, he kissed a path along the smooth chin line, heading towards the guy’s ear. Koenma moaned at the first touch of his lips on the delicate shell. His tongue darted out to lick the edge.


The hand pried the zipper apart, making Koenma feel exposed. Yusuke hadn’t bothered to stimulate him last time before starting. He closed his eyes as the shudder coursed through him. The talented mouth was sucking on his earlobe. Another second and the guy’s exploring hand would learn just how much this was getting to him. Too late, fingers found the tip of his erection. His mouth opened in astonishment, the fingers were touching him with the utmost care.


There was no denying that Koenma was enjoying his touch. Yusuke wrapped his hand around the guy’s cock. It was only about average size, decent width to it though. The pants pooled to the floor, the white boxers followed. His hand kept a firm grip on the proof that his nemesis wasn’t immune to his touch. “Go lie on the bed, move your ass now.” He started to move backwards bringing the other guy with him, using the erection like a leash. It was awkward but he refused to relinquish his prize. They turned once they were at the edge of the mattress. He bent along with the guy, going down so Koenma could lie back. Knees to feet dangled from the side.


Koenma closed his eyes not wanting to watch what Yusuke had in store for him. It was enough knowing that soon he was going to have that large cock taking possession of him. He could remember how it had stretched him. Remembrance had him wanting to squirm and ask him to hurry. He was a horrible person, him and Yusuke hated each other but the guy had felt so good plowing his body. Hands were roaming over his chest and stomach, tickling a small giggle from his throat. “Stop!”


“Someone is ticklish,” Yusuke ran his fingertips back over the spots and marked the area in his mind. He replaced his hands with his mouth, biting down across the smooth rib cage. A hand landed on his head, fingers ran through his hair. Feeling encouraged he placed a small kiss over the abused flesh. Light brown little nipples were very close. How sensitive was his new lover? His lips wrapped around the taut pebble. It hardened against his tongue, coaxing a purr from Koenma. Yusuke reached down with a hand to encase the guy’s cock.


“Yusuke,” he arched his back into the heated cavern. Koenma hissed under the teasing motion of the guy’s tongue. That felt nice, so did the hand starting to jack him off. Damn, the guy must masturbate often with how skilled the hand was bringing him to his peak. The fingers twisted and pulled on his length, making sure to catch whatever moisture his body produced. His breathing faltered when the raven head started heading down. No, Yusuke wasn’t going to do that! It didn’t make any sense, the guy would receive no pleasure from the act. It was something that he’d do for his lover not the other way around. Sensui had been his only lover until Yusuke decided to blackmail him. He knew enough about their roles to realize that no matter who Yusuke was with, the guy was all seme. While he, himself would always be uke. He didn’t have the personality or strength to top another. Not that he would want to, he loved being the one on the receiving end; greatly. Still, not once had Sensui gone out of his way to perform oral favors upon his person. It was always him going out of his way to please his lover.


The weeping tip jerked when his hot breath caressed it. Yusuke heard the whimper from his prey. Curious, he stuck his tongue out to taste the pre-cum staining the bulbous head. Slightly salty but not that strong. Deciding it was time, he lowered his head taking all of it in his mouth with one swift descent. His throat protested to the invasion. He hummed in enjoyment as the hips beneath him bucked, trying to lodge more of the meat into his gullet. He cupped the twin sacs in one hand, to hold them in a hard fist. Koenma cried out from the pressure.


He was going to shame himself and blow his load. Koenma pinched his eyes closed, biting down on his lip to try anything from stopping the disgrace. Yusuke had yet to actually start blowing him and he was ready to spew his jizz deep in the guy’s throat. The hot wetness wrapped around him was too much. He wouldn’t let Yusuke know just how much his touch affected him. “Please,” he fisted the thick hair and tried to pull the mouth from around his dick. It was his undoing, Yusuke took it as a sign to start. Koenma felt his world spin and spots appeared before his eyes. The tongue was sliding along the underside, teasing his vein. There was no pause to the bobbing head, “I can’t, oh fuck.”


Yusuke felt the cock in his throat throb, it was his only warning. Only a minute into the oral sex and Koenma started thrusting beneath him. Accepting the easy win, he greedily devoured the girth. His throat swallowed around the load, taking in what was offered. His hand squeezed and toyed with the small sac he was holding. His own desire doubled hearing the loud moans, Koenma was getting off on fucking his face like a wild man. He yanked the semi hard shaft out of his mouth long enough to suck on a middle finger, soaking it with spit. Before Koenma could question it, Yusuke brought the guy’s shaft back into his mouth, renewing his sucking with vigor.


His entire lower region was on fire, he was being tormented. The mouth didn’t stop working, the tongue was eagerly lapping of whatever cum might have been missed. “Oh Yusuke,” he shivered from the intense sensitivity of his tip. His legs lifted and thighs parted wide feeling the finger probing his ass. It needed no encouragement, it pushed right through his sphincter muscle. The slight stretching had the arousal growing in Yusuke’s throat. The digit roamed and played with his walls. Only seconds later and his spot was found.


Yusuke bent his knuckle, gaining him that beautiful sound. He was so ready to fuck the guy into the mattress. He released the cock and pulled his finger out. His hands went to pushing the thighs apart, “hold your legs for me.” Once again Koenma was exposing himself, opening himself to be taken. Instead of getting up and doing just that he got on his knees. The guy had a nice ass, lush round globes. All hiding the pink little treasure that would soon be his. Without warning he used both his hands to push the cheeks apart and pry them open. He almost changed his mind seeing the puckered muscle winking at him.


Koenma took a deep breath feeling the hands forcing his ass apart. Any more and he’d split. Heat flushed his cheeks but he made himself look between his wide legs. Yusuke was looking right at his puckerhole. His cock twitched when the head lowered, Yusuke kissed his ass. Literally, a chaste kiss was placed on his flesh near his entrance. Damn, he’d never to be able to tell the guy off without thinking of this. The mouth was hot, licking a path right to his entrance. He wanted to feel it, that thick tongue tasting him. His legs were starting to hurt but he didn’t give a damn. He could hurt later, he tried to part himself further to allow Yusuke good access. Sure enough the hands pushed harder, “Ah.” The pain was overrode by the quick flick of wet heat. He didn’t want to think how the guy had known that this was something he loved. It was the only thing Sensui would do for him. The long pink muscle gave his ring a quick tease, “Oh please. Lick my ass.”


The plea sent a shiver of delight in his gut. Yusuke complied and tasted the guy’s rim. He flicked his tongue around the edges, a teaser of what was to come. His teeth scraped and he bit down on the round tush. Koenma squealed and threw his head back. Yusuke wondered just how much the guy would like being licked inside. He pressed into the pinched ring, thrusting his tongue deep as it would go. A content sigh erupted his mouth and he started to slowly lick the clenching walls. Koenma’s waist jerked and he let out a sound that would make a pro jealous. “Do you like that? What would you be willing to let me do just to have me fuck you with my tongue?”


“Anything,” Koenma panted in need, he wanted it. That had felt exquisite. Just the idea that it was Yusuke’s snide tongue being crammed in his hole was hot. He wanted that hot mouth on him, that slick tongue fucking his ass. Dammit, he wanted the guy. It just sucked it had to happen this way. He shouldn’t feel the need or the desire. His body wasn’t going to listen to common sense. It wanted that hateful bastard to use it like a cheap sex toy. “Please, you can do anything, just do it. Tongue my ass, I want it.”


“Can’t argue with that.” Yusuke smirked seeing the need staring at him. He kept his eyes looked on the flushed face. The baby face pinched in pleasure at the hint of his tongue being pressed into the tight sheath. Sure enough Koenma started releasing one long needy moan, getting lost in the sensation. Yusuke shoved his tongue as deep as he could manage. The spongy walls contracted, so he licked and massaged the tunnel. His lover panted and started to tremble, Koenma was getting off on it.


“Oh yes, oh Yusuke.” Koenma was lost, that felt so good. He could see the smart ass mouth latched around his asshole. His nemesis was tonguing his ass with precision. Heat coiled, tension mounted, he was so close to coming. His cock was dribbling worse than a teething baby. He licked his own lips, his eyes watching the guy eat his ass with relish. How the hell was he going to be able to look at Yusuke again without the image of that face being buried in his crack coming to mind? “Ugh, I’m going to come, don’t stop.”


Yusuke reached up to stroke the weeping shaft. Two quick strokes and the fluid gushed forth. He rolled his eyes feeling how the guy tightened up. It was going to feel so good fucking that hot ass with his cock. He wanted to feel Koenma cum on his cock just like that. He gave the guy about three seconds before he yanked his mouth away and shoved two fingers into the quivering passage. Koenma didn’t protest but moaned louder as he was stretched, the fingers preparing him. “Good, that’ll have to do.”


Koenma felt abandoned when the fingers were removed. He was trembling as Yusuke searched through the dresser top. He bit his lip nervously seeing the tube of lubrication. Instead of climbing on him like he was expecting. Yusuke went to the head of the bed and fluffed up the pillows then proceeded to lay down. The guy looked awfully comfortable, just laying there with a massive erection. He sat up and looked at his new lover, a hand extended the tube towards him. He reached out of instinct and took it.


Yusuke smiled seeing him take the hint. Koenma rolled to get on his hands and knees. The term delicious came to mind as his prey in turn stalked him. Dainty hands roamed up his thighs, the lube tossed near him. He saw the wicked gleam in the baby brown eyes right as the guy lowered his mouth. “Oh shit,” lush lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. The fucking tongue swirled around it, sucking more into the warm pit. Damn he could take a few pointers from the brat. A hand was twisting the bottom of his length, the hungry mouth consumed him.


Koenma almost gagged when the tip hit the back of his throat. Fuck, he was so much larger than Sensui. Despite the difference he wanted Yusuke to enjoy it for some odd reason. His hand worked on massaging the base so he could lavish the top half with attention. His tongue probed the tiny slit, urging the moisture to pool. He moaned at the sweet taste of Yusuke’s cock. Sensui’s cock was bitter most of the time making it hard to swallow without getting ill. He stomached it knowing it would upset his boyfriend. The cock in his mouth now however was sweet and much more fun to suck. His entire mouth was filled with the plump meat.


“Damn, you’re good.” his voice shook, his fingers clenched in the sheets. Yusuke was in awe at the talent the guy possessed. His hips jerked from the bed, Koenma was taking him in the throat. He knew it was hard but the throat muscles relaxed and he was in heaven. Blood raged hearing the sounds the guy was making. It had to be gagging him, yet the head continued to bob. “Enough, stop.” He didn’t want to come in the guy’s throat, he wanted to release in Koenma’s ass. “As good as that felt, grab the fucking lube. You got about thirty seconds to do it.”


He released the appendage somewhat disappointed, he’d been hoping to get him off this way. Not to get out of the fucking but to experience swallowing Yusuke as he got off. He saw that it was up to him to grease the hard tool. The cap flipped open and he put more than enough in his palm. He could remember how thick the man had felt last time. If he was in control he’d make sure the penetration was smoother this time around. Yusuke’s hand covered his, making sure the thick film was applied evenly.


Damn, he felt like a virgin about to get his first piece. Yusuke growled as Koenma took his dear fucking time about climbing over him. The pale thighs straddled his waist, he made sure to prop his cock up. He was getting in there the first time the man sat down. Seeing he had no choice the brat lowered himself down, stopping when the tip of his dick touched the closed opening. He rolled his eyes as Koenma started to slowly push the head pass the muscle. “I understand you wanting to savor it but I want that ass now.”


“AHHHH,” Koenma screamed as he was forcefully yanked down to be impaled on about two inches. There was hardly any pain, just a slight sting to the initial entry. It was so much to take in, the feeling of being stretched and split. Yusuke wasn’t giving him time to adjust. More girth was pressing into his asshole. Two fingers couldn’t prepare him for this, the guy was too big. So big, so hard he wanted to ride it without care. He cried out when the width brushed along his sweet spot. Just being penetrated would have him enjoying it. Unfair that the guy only had to move to tease his most endeared area.


“Fuck, you might be a brat but you got a sweet ass.” Yusuke pulled the guy down to get most of his cock deep in Koenma’s ass. “Ride me,” he put his legs flat for now to give Koenma room to work. That decision was regretted when the weight was picked up, pulling most of his cock out of the hot ass. Koenma came back down, impaling himself without care. Ass cheeks grinded, rubbing his balls before the guy was lifting himself again. He readily took the pressure of Koenma using his chest for leverage. Fingers dug into his chest, Koenma’s nails piercing the flesh.


“Ah, you feel so good.” Koenma grinded his hips as he took most of the length deep in his ass. The width was sending his body into overload. No wonder Kurama was always pleasant. He would be too if he had something like this waiting on him whenever he wanted it. The pace picked up, he felt the tension mounting in his groin. He was panting and sweating but he didn’t care. His thighs were burning from the rapid use. His ass rode and grinded, bringing them both more pleasure. Yusuke started lifting his hips to meet his thrusts, “Oh, more. Just like that, oh fuck me Yusuke.”


Yusuke grabbed the slim waist and lifted up to slam into the boy’s ass without care. Koenma wasn’t complaining, he was still trying to move and fuck him back. The hips moved drastically grinding those lush cheeks into him. Heat flooded his nutts, the tension mounted and snapped hearing the sound of his cock slamming into the tight little ass. There was no stopping his cock from jerking or the waves from breaking. He threw his head back, his hands left the guy’s waist to grab both bouncing cheeks. The globes were pinched and squeezed in his palm. “I’m going to cum.”


The hands kneading his ass cheeks would surely leave bruises but he didn’t concern himself with that. The abusive pawing turned him on, he was elated that Yusuke was screaming and thrashing beneath him. “Cum in my ass,” he didn’t want the guy to pull out and release elsewhere. He wanted to feel that hard cock throbbing and pulsing as it soaked his hole with Yusuke’s juice. “Please, I want to feel you cum deep inside me.” He smiled hearing the swearing but he was rewarded with more harsh thrusts. Concentrating he tensed his muscles to send his lover over the edge.


He gave into the orgasm, emptying himself into the walls milking him. So Kurama wasn’t the only one that knew how to work it. The last of his spunk was released into the tight surroundings. “Ummm, oh damn.” He collapsed once he was done. A small smile tilted the corners of his mouth feeling the light little kisses being placed over his chest. That felt nice, too nice. He mentally shook himself, knowing that Koenma was still caught up in the aftermath of fucking. “Alright, I need something to drink.” And to get away from him.


It stung when his play at affectionate wasn’t appreciated. It felt wrong to enjoy being with Yusuke so much and not want to cuddle. He did, he wanted to kiss the guy and hold him. Because he was a moron. Yusuke only wanted him here for the sex, hence the blackmail. If the guy wanted a relationship with him he’d have tried dating him. Disappointed he rolled off of the bed and stood, he wanted to get dressed. Would Yusuke really make him stay here all night? Probably incase he got horny again. Why masturbate when there was a willing idiot in the same room?


Yusuke frowned seeing the disappointed look. He didn’t have to be a genius to know that Koenma was feeling guilty over enjoying it. Probably thinking of his boyfriend. He reached inside his fridge to take out a cold can of soft drink. “Want anything?” Okay, so much for trying to be considerate. He stood back up and popped it open. Koenma was walking back towards his discarded clothes. “I don’t think so, you aren’t getting dressed.” That earned him a loathing stare in response. Was staying the evening with him that horrible? What the fuck was up with the fascination with older married men? As good as that romp had been Koenma still wanted to rush to his other lover. The fucking man he’d do anything to protect, which included allowing him to touch the guy. Koenma wouldn’t let this happen if he didn’t care about that fucker so much. “I told you, you are staying the night here. Don’t even think about reaching for your clothes again. What’s the matter? You took it like a good whore. We don’t have to let your boyfriend know how you enjoyed my cock like a slut.”


“Go to hell.” Koenma balled his fists, he felt the nails digging into his flesh. The words stung and he didn’t like knowing that was exactly what was bothering him. He was with Sensui, he loved his boyfriend but he wanted Yusuke. He’d enjoyed every second of it and would probably do so the next time around. But that’s all Yusuke thought of him, a piece of ass. Someone he despised that he could now use. He meant nothing to the guy, “Boast and look all smug if you wish. True, I enjoyed it but I am no slut. The only person I’ve ever WILLINGLY gave myself to is the one I’m with. You may be decent in the sack but shall I remind you that even a well trained nurse can get a male off if she knows what a prostate is. And if you were so damn good have you ever stopped to wonder why your other lover is finding enjoyment elsewhere?”


“Shut up,” he saw red at the insult. Yusuke’s fingers tightened around the can seeing the pleased smirk. His arm moved before his mind registered the outburst. With a hard thud the can collided into Koenma’s chest. The brown liquid stained the pale skin as the container fell to the floor soaking the carpet. “Dammit,” he swore seeing what he’d done. Koenma’s eyes were wide but the guy didn’t move. “Fuck it, I’ll be back later. Don’t you fucking leave. If you want to sleep feel free anywhere but on my bed.”


The door slammed in the frame signaling his exit. Koenma knelt to pick up the can that was still spraying the carpet. The shock was wearing off, his fingers clenched the can. Without thinking he walked into the bathroom and dumped the remainder of the drink into the sink. The area was red but wouldn’t bruise. So why did he feel like Yusuke had just hit him in the chest with a sledge hammer? He tossed the container in the trash before reaching for a rag. His fingers trembled as they turned the hot water on.


It was only a can, it hadn’t really hurt. Why was it bothering him? Because it was the look that Yusuke had given him. Hate, that was the only emotion that could describe what he saw. That’s what it was, the fact that Yusuke had done it no matter how slight it might have been. The only people he hit were those that started fights with him. But that hadn’t been that case this time. He didn’t believe for a minute that his anger had stemmed from jealousy or love. He was nothing to Yusuke, he had to be. He couldn’t imagine the guy throwing something at Kurama. Yusuke doted on the other guy and if he were honest with himself he was jealous.


Next Chapter: A party, Hiei gets double the pleasure..........