The Third Unmarked Videotape

The Third Unmarked Videotape by: boysluvcraft

Saturday came again and Yusuke went out with Keiko. It was only an afternoon date, so it was over before it even got dark out. After a dry closed mouth kiss Yusuke walked home alone, as usual. Yusuke walked briskly, eager to get home to two favorite videotapes. They were homemade videos; they were also mementos. The first was given to him two weeks ago, by Hiei. It featured said demon pleasuring him self while wearing a sexy maids costume. That same night Hiei came to his apartment and made love to him. Yusuke receive the second one week later from Kurama. On this one Kurama pleasured himself, using his botanical skills. The next day they had rough kinky sex, in a magical garden Kurama had created for them.

“Ah memories,” Yusuke sighed.

When he got home, there was a surprise waiting on his doorstep; Hiei and Kurama.

“Hey, there! What brings you guys here?” Yusuke tried to sound casual.

Hiei held up an unmarked videotape.

“Is that my ‘next assignment’?” Yusuke could already feel his pants getting tighter.

“No,” Kurama informed him, “that is a blank tape.”

Yusuke looked at the two, complete puzzlement written on his features. Hiei handed him the blank tape and a bag, which contained a camcorder, batteries and... other things.

“This is your ‘next assignment.’”

As soon as the aforementioned items were in his hands, Hiei and Kurama left Yusuke alone in his apartment to work on his assignment. They wanted him to make a sex video! Yusuke did not see this twist coming. The idea of filming himself doing sexual things freaked him out more than a little. He had to do it, of course. If he refused after Hiei and Kurama made sex videos for him, they might get offended-- or worse, they may refuse to have sex with him anymore!

But what should I do? Yusuke racked his brain. Yusuke didn’t have much experience. He’d seen plenty of porn, but most of that stuff either guys can‘t do, or if they can do it, would just be comical. What can a guy do that other guys would find sexy?

With no ideas coming to him, Yusuke decided to look though the bag they’d given him. There was an assortment of lubricants and body oils, as well as a good selection of vibrators and dildos. He also found set of black cat ears with tail. Strangely, the tail didn’t have a strap to put it on with. The base of it was an odd rubber wedged shape. Yusuke was puzzled by this apparatus. Experimentally, he twisted the thing at the junction of rubber and fur and it started to vibrate. Realization dawned on Yusuke.

“Oh, dear god!” He tossed instinctually tossed the thing away. Somehow the impact caused the vibrator to kick into a higher gear. It bristled and whirled as though it were angry with his rejection. With a buzz it lurched forward. Yusuke started away from it, but it came at his feet as if it intended to bite him.

“Whoa!” Yusuke danced around the tail as it lurched again shooting under his bed. Yusuke couldn’t hear the thing’s whirling and buzzing anymore-- maybe the batteries died. He cautiously bent down, lifted the corner of his sheets and peered into the darkness underneath. It was hard to see under there. Yusuke leaned in closer, straining to see. A furious buzz sounded as the rubbery head lunged out from the darkness aiming right for his face.

“Gyhhhaa!” Yusuke screamed as he snatched the fury tail and swung it into the open closet. He then slammed the door and braced his back against it as though he believed the thing would try to escape.

He stood like that for a minute, feeing the adrenaline in his veins, listening to his heart pound. Then he started laughing at himself. It was only a toy; he didn’t have to be scared of it… right? Yusuke laughed again. However, he would wait until later to let the thing out of his closet, just in case.

Back to the task at hand, he needed to think of something to do in his video. He turned once again to the toys Kurama and Hiei had packed for him. He found one that kinda appealed to him. It was long, slim, and plastic with a bulbous head, it looked like an oversized novelty thermometer. He twisted the bottom and it started to gently hum. It was giving Yusuke some ideas-- and an erection. He took out a notebook and started working out a rough script. A quick trip to the drug store and costume shop later, he was ready to make his video.

Yusuke switched on the camera, took a deep breath, and then stepped into frame. Yusuke was wearing a white button down mini dress red high-heal sandals and a nurse’s cap. The old hot beef injection routine, it was a classic. Yusuke couldn’t help smile at his cleverness.

He looked over at the untidy bed and brought his palm to lips in the universal “Oh my!” expression. Hands on hips, Yusuke strode to the bed with the intent of making it. He tugged at the covers, putting them in place. Then he lifted one knee onto the bed and bent forward, going for that hard to reach far top corner. As he had intended, the material of his skirt stretched and clung to show off his perfectly shaped ass, but no panty line. Yusuke hadn’t bothered with underwear; it’d only get in the way later.

After he’d tucked in the last corner, Yusuke made an ‘ouchy face’ and rubbed his lower back. He made sure his hands strayed lower with each pass so that soon he was caressing his own hips and thighs. The act was more thrilling then he had expected. He’d never touched himself like this before; masturbation usually doesn’t involve foreplay. He moved his hands over his belly, and across his chest, to his shoulders. He rubbed his muscles and stretched his limbs, contorting his body in ways that he hoped was appealing to look at.

He let a light sigh escape his lips as he melodramatically pressed his wrist to his forehead, like a silent film star feigning a fever. He reached into the drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a thermometer. He shook it like he’d seen nurses on TV do, and then he popped it into his mouth. He pulled it back out, with an ‘hmmm’ look on his face. After a momentarily examination of the devise, Yusuke slowly ran his tongue over its length. It was more silly than erotic since the thing was only the thickness of a pencil and hardly suggestive. But this was just an opening act. Yusuke made a sour unsatisfied face and threw the thing away.

Yusuke reached for the other object he’d planted in nightstand drawer. He pulled out the vibrator that looked like a super-sized version of the thermometer he‘d just thrown away. He took the thing to his mouth with gusto, lapping his tongue up and down its length. He popped the tip into his mouth and sucked at it. Originally, he wanted to perform a blow job on the thing, but he couldn’t get the deep throating thing right. When he was practicing it he gagged and nearly threw up. Not sexy. So, Yusuke settled for running his tongue over the hard plastic device. Actually, he was getting pretty excited over it-- or maybe he was just getting excited over what was to come.

Panting, he reached down to rub at the bulge under his skirt. He needed to move on. He set the vibrator aside and picked up a bottle of oil. A tropical aroma assaulted him the moment he popped the lid off. The bottle said it was passion fruit. Cute huh? He drizzled some on his hands and stared rubbing it on his inner thighs. As he moved his hands upward, the skirt was pushed up and out of the way. Soon he had the skirt pushed up to his waist, showing off his tanned, muscular, and freshly oiled thighs.

Yusuke moved higher, massaging the oil into his hardening dick. He dipped his other hand lower, between his spread legs to teasingly spread oil over his fluttering hole. He shuttered at the initial contact. A tingling sensation formed in that area and slowly started to spread through his body. His hands were shaking, just a little, as he retrieved the vibrator.

Yusuke twisted the on switch and brought the thing up to his entrance. On contact he could feel the vibrations penetrating his skin, sending an even more intensive tingles to shock his system. With a groan, he pressed the round bulbous head past his entrance. He rested, and with the aid of the soothing vibrations, he willed his muscles to relax. When he felt he could continue, he slowly started to pump the devise in and out of his body. With each pass his body opened up more to allow the pleasurable apparatus to slide deeper into his cavern.

His left hand strayed to the snap buttons on his top. He parted the material to rub his palm over his collar and across his pectoral. Then he caught a perky nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a good pinch. There was a noticeable catch in his breathing. Yusuke was only playing with his nipples for show. He hadn’t expected that erotic spark it had set off in his brain. He needed more of that!

He turned the vibrator up and left it to hum deep inside of him, while both of his hands toyed with his nipples. He roughly pinched and rolled those nubs while the vibrator hummed inside him. Unbelievable pleasure sparked from all three points. Yusuke panted and moaned wantonly. Sweat was dripping down his face. His restraint snapped like a twig.

Trembling hands pressed down his body to grasp at his neglected penis. He kicked the vibrator to maximum. His mind was a blur, as was his hand on his cock. Unconsciously he thrust into his hand, and causing the raging vibrator to hit his sweet spot.

“Ohhh!” He cried out at unexpected sensation. He lifted his hips trying to get it to happen again. “Oh f-fuck!”

He was a little too successful. He came instantly. The world dissolved and Yusuke felt as though he was falling or floating in a field of endless white. When his mind resurfaced the first thing he saw was the blinking red light on the camera. He was immeasurably embarrassed that he’d lost himself to his passions-- and on camera no less! He was such an amateur. He wondered if Kurama and Hiei had problems like this. Not likely.

He rewound and watched the tape. He felt weird doing so, but wanted to make sure it was good enough to give to Hiei and Kurama. He watched himself masturbate and perform anal with a vibrator. He had been cursing and crying, and writhing wantonly on the sheets. And all of this in a nurse’s uniform and in front of a camera. Yusuke felt embarrassed, but strangely, he also felt aroused. Yusuke rubbed at the stressed pain in his lap and realized he was getting hard again.

“Damn, what kind of freak am I?” Yusuke sighed. He wrapped his fingers around his dick as he watched the Yusuke on screen probe his ass with a vibrator.

The next day, Yusuke took the bus to Kurama’s. When the red head answered the door Yusuke found he had trouble meeting his gaze. They both knew why he was there, and for some stupid reason, Yusuke was acting all self-conscience.

“H-hey Kurama, I hope I didn’t come at a bad time,” Yusuke scratched the back of his neck.

“Not at all,” Kurama spoke as though he was unaware of Yusuke’s tension. “My family has gone to visit father’s parents.”

“You’re alone?” Yusuke asked.

“Well, Hiei’s here…” Kurama glanced behind himself with a shrug, “somewhere.”

“Oh. Uh…” Yusuke was awkward again.

“So what brings you here Yusuke?” As if he didn’t know.

Yusuke’s face burned bright red as he fished the video cassette out of his coat pocket. He handed it to Kurama, who was pretending to be surprised. Yusuke took his leave then, he’d be back soon though. As he understood it, the proper order of things was first, he gives them the tape and leaves, they watch the tape, then he comes back and they all have fun.

He walked down to coffee shop by the station to wait for about forty-five minutes; long enough for Hiei and Kurama to settle in and run the tape. Before he headed back to Kurama’s, Yusuke used the shop’s bathroom to change his clothes. He intended to surprise the two by showing up in the same nurse’s costume he’d worn in the video. That’s why he had worn his long coat that day. As he marched back Kurama’s place he could feel the cold wind on his legs, it lent a bit of reality to the affair. He felt like a weirdo flasher in the getup. He nearly lost his nerve, but Kurama’s door was right in front of him, he couldn’t back out now that he’d come this far.

Yusuke curled his fist to knock at the door, but before he could do so, it opened. Yusuke’s jaw dropped. Kurama had answered the door in the most outrageously hot outfit the boy had ever seen. He was wearing skin tight black leather pants, studded belt, and no shirt, toped off with a white lab coat and accessorized with a stethoscope. He ushered Yusuke inside.

“So, you’ve come to play doctor?” Kurama purred.

In response, Yusuke threw off his overcoat, definitely revealing his nurses clothes.

“Let me show you to my office.” Kurama chuckled, clearly pleased by this development. He led Yusuke up stairs to his room.

“Holy Lolita’s!” Yusuke stalled in the doorway. Hiei was wearing a nurse’s outfit much like Yusuke’s, except his was decorated in frills, red ribbon, and bows. He had painted his lips red to match. Hiei was sitting on the edge of Kurama’s desk, legs lewdly spread. He was absently rubbing at a full erection through his skirt. Yusuke’s mouth went dry and he was sure that his own excitement was showing through his skirt.

“Oh no, nurse Yusuke has gone into shock,” Kurama jeered as he gave Yusuke an encouraging shove into the room. “Nurse Hiei come right away!”

“Hn, I’ll come when you make me,” Hiei quipped his double entendre. He slid off the desk, slinked over to Yusuke, and placed a hand on he boy’s forehead. “I think he has a fever, I’d better take his temperature.”

With that, Hiei pressed his lips forcefully against Yusuke’s. Yusuke opened his mouth to let Hiei’s probing tongue in. As is his wont Hiei’s kiss was hot and forceful. He drove Yusuke back until his back was pressed into Kurama’s chest. The fox’s hands momentary roved over Yusuke’s sides and chest, before getting down to business unsnapping the boy’s buttons, starting at the top.

“Undress him,” Kurama huskily whispered into Yusuke’s ear.

Yusuke obeyed and started to unbutton Hiei’s dress. He had quite a bit of difficultly, because he didn’t have much blood flowing to his brain, and Hiei had real buttons. It became increasingly difficult to maintain his dexterity when Kurama’s knuckles brushed over his sensitized privates.

Instinctually, Yusuke thrust his hips; bring him in unexpected contact with Hiei’s bared rod. Hiei gasped, but didn’t break the kiss. He clasped one hand on Yusuke’s shoulder and the other fastened on his hip. Hiei urged Yusuke down onto his knees, and then from there, Hiei laid back on the floor pulling Yusuke on top of him. All of this, and Hiei managed to maintain his hold on Yusuke’s mouth.

Having Hiei’s silken legs wrapped around his waist was all the encouragement Yusuke needed to start grinding their bodies together. In all his excitement, Yusuke failed to notice loss of the fox’s heat behind him. That is, until he felt a cool slick finger probe at his entrance.

“Hah-ahaa…” Yusuke moaned.

“Oh, yes he defiantly has a fever,” Kurama purred.

As he rolled his hips devilishly against Yusuke’s, Hiei added, “And swelling too.”

“There’s one cure for that,” Kurama said.

“Un-huh,” Hiei nibbled at Yusuke’s ear, “The old hot beef injection.”

Yusuke groaned, “You better operate soon, I think my condition is getting contagious.”

Kurama inserted another finger, “Hmm, yes I think I’m getting a touch of it as well.”

Kurama continued to work his fingers into the boy’s rear, until he felt Yusuke was well prepared. Then he got up, giving the boy a playful swat on the behind.

“Come on, get up, the both of you,” he ordered, “We’re doing this in a bed.”

The other two grumbled a bit as they untangled from one and other, and rose to their feet.

“You’ll thank me latter,” Kurama told them. “Remember what happened last time we skewed on the carpet, Hiei?”

“Hn,” Hiei grunted. He didn’t want Yusuke to know had gotten a rug burn on his ass, though the word ‘carpet’ probably tipped him off.

Kurama was the first into the bed. At some point while Yusuke and Hiei were dry humping, he had worked his way out of his pants. He held an inviting hand out to Yusuke, who accepted it without a second thought. Kurama pulled Yusuke’s body flush against his own, and locked onto his lips. Yusuke’s hands roamed over Kurama’s body, intent on touching and memorizing every inch of the beautiful fox. Kurama wrapped arms around Yusuke’s neck, pulling him down until between the red head’s legs.

Yusuke was caught a little off, by this. He’d assumed Kurama was going to seme. Now that he thought of it, Yusuke realized he had never toped before. He wasn’t sure he knew what to do, but I’m a guy, right? Humping is like an instinctual thing. I can do this. I can totally do this! I can do Kurama! …right?

That was when Hiei crawled up behind him, kissing his shoulders, and rubbing his hips. Yusuke’s insecurities started slipping away. Kurama tugged Yusuke’s hips closer, so that Yusuke’s member brushed up against his slick pre-prepared entrance.

Hiei whispered into his ear, “The doctor is ready for you.”

Yusuke didn’t need to be told twice, he pressed his hard into Kurama. Once he was fully seated inside the red head, Yusuke was force to still him self. Kurama was so hot and tight, Yusuke was afraid he’d lose it immediately. None to soon though, the veil of pleasure pierced by pain as Hiei was working his way into Yusuke’s body. After giving him some time to adjust, Hiei started to move in him. Yusuke’s senses were reeling, with his cock buried in Kurama’s moist heat, while Hiei’s burning rod probed him. All he could do was moan and accept the sensations coming to him.

“You’d better move, Yusuke,” Hiei panted between thrusts, Kurama’s patience only lasts so long.

“Oh!” Yusuke cried out-- part from pleasure part from realization. He hadn’t moved, yet and poor Kurama was dying from need.

Yusuke pulled out of Kurama and felt the brutally cool air on his prick. That was when Hiei crashed into him, plunging Yusuke back into Kurama’s heat. Kurama purred his approval. Yusuke was staggered by the sweet friction he received moving in and out of Kurama. The sensation was greater intensified by the symmetry of Hiei moving in and out of him. He moved with Hiei causing the smaller demon’s outward strokes to feel longer and his inward strokes felt deeper. Yusuke had one last cognitive thought, which he acted on by grasped Kurama’s thigh and pushing his leg up.

“Ahhh, Yusuke!” Kurama howled. Yusuke had shifted his hips so that he hit his sweet spot. He did it again, “Oh FUCK YUSUKE!”

Hiei chuckled and delved even harder into the boy, rocking him into Kurama hard.

“AH!” Yusuke and Kurama cried out as one.

Hiei laughed, “You said ‘fuck Yusuke’. I’m fucking him. Aren’t you happy?”

Hiei set the pace, steady becoming faster and rougher. Kurama was being rocked deeper and deeper into the mattress. Yusuke lost all sense of rhythm, and just relied on Hiei’s fevered thrusts to guide him into the pleasure passages of Kurama. Yusuke had braced Kurama’s leg on his shoulder, holding him the position to have his prostate slammed with each of Hiei and Yusuke’s double thrusts. Kurama couldn’t take the persistent assault on his sweet spot for much longer.

“I-I’m going come,” he warned.

Hiei continued to pound Yusuke as he reached around to gleefully stroke the howling fox. Kurama came with a strangled cry, painting his stomach white with semen. He clenched around Yusuke with the sort of pressure the boy had never experienced before. The boy was on the blink of his own climax. Hiei could feel Yusuke tensing around him. The small demon made a slight adjustment in angle, so that his next thrust came in direct contact with Yusuke’s sweet spot.

“HIEI! KURA-MAAA!” Yusuke gibbered as he shot his load off inside of Kurama.

In a few more thrusts, Hiei spilling himself into Yusuke’s convulsing cavern. Somehow, Hiei had enough energy to pull out of Yusuke and help Yusuke dislodge from Kurama. After that he flopped down on the covers, completely spent.

Yusuke lay satisfied and a little sleepy. Hiei was to one side of him and Kurama was on the other. He could feel their body heat permeating his skin. He could smell their musky scents mixed with sex, and a hint of roses-- Kurama’s shampoo. The comforter beneath him may as well have been a cloud, because he was in heaven. Oh, there where a thousand questions buzzing around his head. Is this an arrangement now? Are we going to keep sleeping together? Is this just sex or more? Am I going to have to make another sex tape? But those questions were but insects, he easily swatted away in favor of a restful sleep wrapped in the comforting presence of his two best friends.

A/N: A big thank you to all who read the 1st and 2nd story. I hope you like the 3rd just as much. Please review-- even if you thought it was horrible. I spent four and a half years in art school, so I can handle criticism, believe me.

Gothic Lust, thank you for your review, you’ve given me a devious idea that I shall implement, soon.