Ryosuke's List
Author: emmachase
Requested by: ichino_ren
Title: Ryosuke's list
Rating: NC-17
Genre: SMUT, with a bit of fluff and romance
Pairing: OkaYamaJima
Summary: Ryosuke's feeling a little down... but with Yuto's help, maybe fufilling some goals would make him feel better...
Notes: I'm so nervous about this one... it's been such a long time since i've written anything so this one is a test of my skills!
“Yuto!! Yuto where are you!?” Keito shouted into the recesses of the stage.
“I’m coming! I’m coming!” The rest of JUMP watched as a lithe figure hopped out from behind the long velvet curtains.
“Still with Yama-chan?” Hikaru asked, raising an eyebrow.
“M-Maybe…” Yuto looked down, taking his position on stage, not even looking when another, shorter, figure came out of the curtains and took the spot in the center of the formation.
“Are you going to be okay to go through with rehearsal?”
“Yeah…”
Yuto frowned again but didn't really have much time to do anything before the music began to play and blast through the speakers.
--- 2 hours later---
“Fwaaaa” Ryutaro snapped into shivers as he jumped out of the showers backstage and into 7’s dressing room.
“Whoa there, keep your towel on…. “ Chinen jumped up from the couch and put his hands on the towel that was quickly slipping off the younger boy’s hips.
“Why? You seemed more than happy to have it come off last night…” Ryutaro whispered not-so-quietly, his grin betraying his innocence.
“Oi! Lovebirds… “ Yuto warned, taking his customary seat next to Ryosuke.
“My turn…” Chinen grinned, ripping off the other boy’s towel when he had on his boxers and hopped into the showers, his clothes flying over the door the minute it locked.
“Listen….. Yama-chan…. I know you’re lonely.. a-and I cant even begin to imagine.. how it must feel… I-I mean if Keito ever… broke up with me…. well….” Yuto’s words trailed off.
“I’m fine… really.. I just… need to find something…. Some goal to distract myself with…”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah…”
“Well… you remember when we were juniors? Before me and Keito got to know each other… when it was just the two of us? We wrote a list of things we had always wanted to do right? I wonder……. If it’s still…. There?” Yuto hopped up.
Suddenly Ryosuke jumped up.
“E-Eh I-I’ll… f-find it…”
“I’ll help”
“N-NO! I mean…. No… it’s okay… I mean when Keito gets out of the shower… he’s going to want to know where you’re at right? S-So I’ll go get it..”
“Nah, Keito takes long showers….. and he just got in there right? So… Let’s go.” Yuto raised an eyebrow when his friend dashed out of the room.
A few wrong turns and taps on the floorboards of a long forgotten and dusty corner, revealed a single hollow space.
“Found it…” Yuto called and he chuckled as an all too familiar feeling of his best friend leaning over his shoulder came upon him.
Pushing down on the loose end of the floorboard, small divot in the stage came into view when the board lifted. Inside, lay a small piece of paper crinkled beyond belief, and Yuto snatched it up before Ryosuke could reach for it.
“Y-Yuto! WAIT!”
“Nooooo!” the slender boy laughed as he darted into one of the small soundbooths and locked the door, leaving the other, shorter boy to pound on the small glass window.
“Let’s see what it is you didn't want me to see…”
Opening the piece of paper, Yuto squinted at the dusty letters and his eyes widened as he read the most recent, newly written letters.
I want to have a threesome with my best friend….
Yuto held the paper up to the window.
“You.. wrote this.. recently…?”
“N-No! It-it was… a few… days ago… a-a long time ago actually… I just….”
The door to the booth opened and Yuto stepped out.
“Do you… still.. feel this way…?”
“N-No! It was just something stupid that I w-wrote!”
“Couldn’t have been that stupid if it made you find this old piece of paper and write it down…”
“I-I just.. it…..never mind it, it’s weird and…. And I didn't mean anything by it…” Ryosuke turned around quickly and made to leave.
“Wait… but… it’s on the list now isn’t it…and… well… this is what we set out to do isn’t it?” Yuto had a mischievous grin on his face now…
“W-Wha-t?”
“I’m only going to ask you this once Yama-chan… do you… want to do this…?” The sudden change in Yuto’s tone made the air chill and the other boy felt shivers run up his spine before a feeble “Yes” escaped his lips.
Then Yuto backed up and his complexion returned to the same cheerful smile it always was and Yamada shook off the tension in his body.
“B-But Keito will never agree to it… he-he’s so private… and-“
“I bet I can get Keito to do it… and besides… I don't really know why he’s so shy… he’s got…. Nothing and I mean NOTHING to be shy about…”
“W-What?”
“Let’s just say, that the whole week we had off last month for break, I spent about.. less than a day of that being able to walk properly… and we only did it once…. That's how big h-“
“I get it! I get it!” Ryosuke quipped
“Just saying…. you better prepare yourself…. For tonight. He’s… VERY well… endowed…” Yuto smiled as he walked out of the area.
“T-Tonight? Oh crap….” Ryosuke whispered to himself, his voice rising a bit as he realized the mess he was about to get himself into.
-----
“Keito…. Keiito…” Yuto called into the dressing room.
“Hm? Where did you go?” The older boy asked, finishing toweling his upper body and throwing on his shirt.
“Oh…. No where… but…. remember how you said you’d do anything for me…?”
Keito thought for a moment, a little suspicious at the question.
“Go on…”
“Do you remember?”
“Depends….”
“On what?”
“On what it is you’re about to ask me to do.”
“Keito!”
“Okay okay! Yes I know, I remember… why?”
“Well… I think I found something.”
Yuto pulled his boyfriend over to the small table in the corner and sat just out of earshot of the other couple busy “playing” in the corner.
“WHAT!?” Keito nearly fell out of his seat.
“C’mon….” Yuto pouted
“Y-Yut-Yuto! T-That's… That’s b-but…I-“
“Keito… you don't have anything to be shy about.. I don't know why you’re resisting.. I mean….. don't you want… to have the two of us… all over… you?” Yuto was really gearing up the seduction now, and Keito had little power over himself when it came to this…
“B-But… it-it’s like… cheating on you…”
“But I’ll be there… “
“A-And it’ll be weird… because… I mean…. I’ve never seen Yama-chan… completely naked before…. I mean there’s the showers… when we have to but I mean…I never…”
Keito was babbling to himself now and Yuto was holding back laughter as he watched a now, very flustered, English boy pacing back a forth.
“Keito… I want… to do this… okay? Promise me you’ll do this one thing…” Yuto said sternly, pulling his boyfriend down to the chair beside him. The moment Keito was situated on the chair, the slender legs that he had come to love wrapped around him and in the blink of an eye Yuto straddled him, his legs on both sides and a very distinct pressing of their….
“O-Okay…” Keito’s eyes widened, his entire body was in shock as he was face to face with his boyfriend and with his agreement, Yuto smiled happily and leaned in to kiss him.
“Wait until tonight okay?” The slender boy teased, running his finger along a very noticeable growing bulge in the loose pants Keito wore.
“Done.” Yuto said calmly as he sat next to Ryosuke, who was busy half-chewing his nails.
“H-He said yes?” This was something he certainly did not expect…
“Yep…. And just remember what I said…..” Yuto said, putting his hands on the shorter boy’s head and turning him until his eyes focused on Keito sitting opposite him in the room and the his eyes trailed onto a very… large bulge…
Later that night, Ryosuke’s phone rang, his hands trembled as he opened the message and Yuto’s message said simply:
My place, now.
The walk a few short blocks became a bit shorter than he remembered, but the moment the door opened, Ryosuke immediately turned his head away.
“Come in…..” Yuto giggled. He wore a loose fitting t-shirt that almost hung a little bit too far off his shoulder, and a pair of oddly cute grey and white pajama pants that seemed to accent his cute round… but-
“Upstairs?” Yuto interrupted.
“Y-Yeah…” Ryosuke blushed.
Upstairs they found in bed, a very asleep, and a very relaxed Keito.
“He’s just tired… he didn't sleep much the other night, and we had rehearsal..” Yuto explained.
“M-Maybe t-this isn’t a good time…”
Before his hands could reach the door, Yuto’s foot kicked it shut and grabbed his best friend.
The slamming door made Keito jerk awake, and as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. He gazed through the darkness and saw in the pale moonlight Yuto slowly stripping Ryosuke of his clothes. The soft white skin of their bodies coming together and He could feel Yuto’s eyes looking at him, daring him to say something. At the same time, the younger boy’s eyes looked shyly away, almost vulnerable in their gaze.
Yuto’s hands ran across Ryosuke’s body, and with a shove, he pushed the two of them onto the bed. Keito gulped, watching as his boyfriend crawled over the helpless boy’s body and without hesitation kissed an even more surprised Yamada. What Keito had failed to notice though was a slithering hand running through the fabric, it wasn't until he felt a hand clasp around his most private part that he let out a small groan as his growing length began to strain against the fabric.
“Yama-chan... Yuto… please… everywhere… “ Keito’s words were breathless as he lay down and both boys rushed to his sides, each driven almost mad with lust.
The night had only just begun…
Soon the corner of the room stacked with their discarded clothes, and Yuto cried as Keito bit gently on one of his now very sensitive nipples, and Ryosuke dove deeper into the small crook of his neck. Gentle kisses turned heavy and the tongue that now traced his collar flicked across a small knot that made him tremble with anticipation.
Keito felt Yuto’s hand clasp his wrist, and with little hesitation, guided him to the other boy’s ab. He could feel Ryosuke’s firm body, the small divots in his perfect physique, and finally…
“K-Kei-KeitO!” Ryosuke gasped as he felt his throbbing cock strained against the fist around him. In that moment, the oldest boy’s hand began to slide up and down… slowly….
“Unh…” Ryosuke whimpered.
Yuto smiled as his eyes locked on the two boys he loved the most, Keito still settling into his new element, and Yamada writhing as he experienced the sensations he had been starved of. The sensations of each other’s smooth soft skin sliding across their naked bodies tantalized the boys, each wanting more and more with every passing second. Ryosuke crept down Keito’s body, the massive length that appeared before him made him gulp with anticipation.
“It’s so big… isn’t it? Yama-chan… don't you want it…?” Yuto whispered seductively, running his hand down Keito’s firm abs and tracing along his boyfriend’s endowment. His mouth opened slightly as he imagined himself in the familiar position Ryosuke was entering.
“Y-Y-YAma-c-chan!” Keito gasped, his entire body shuddering when the boy’s lips embraced his most intimate part. A small flick of Ryosuke’s tongue sent quivers up Keito’s body, some part of the older boy’s mind registered that the other was straining to accompany him, and that made him all the harder.
Yuto slithered himself up to his boyfriend’s soft brown eyes and he kissed him gently down the side of his neck rubbing his body up and down Keito’s smooth skin.
“Keito… Keito…” Yuto pouted, slightly saddened that the older boy was paying more attention to his best friend than himself. Not to be outdone, he guided Keito’s free hand towards himself, rubbing his fingers against his already leaking member, gathering his anticipation and running it up to his lips. Gently he suckled the tip and he smiled at the other boy, nodding as he understood his meaning.
“Unhh!” Yuto groaned as a single digit pierced him and he felt the need and the want he had grown so accustomed to. Keito knew though, that one finger would not be enough, and in a matter of seconds had snaked in a second, prying Yuto’s insatiable lust even wider. The slender boy could barely keep his eyes opened as the digits bounced in and out of him, yet in those moments he could, he loved watching the small gleam in Ryosuke’s eyes as he stared at him. That small wistful stare in the younger boy’s eyes made him hornier, wanting to put on a show for his friend to watch…
“K-Keito.. Now…P-please…” Yuto begged, and Ryosuke moved aside, to watch again, as his best friend straddled his boyfriend and with a look of absolute need, drove the huge member he had been “preparing” into himself.
“Annhh!” Yuto screamed silently into defiantly shut lips, From where he sat, Ryosuke could see… everything. The enormous head that dove its way into Yuto’s… tight…. Little..
“Unhh!” The fragile boy whimpered as Keito’s arms wrapped around his waist, letting the tension in his arms relax, the firm arms around his waist gently pushed him down, and deeper Keito went… deeper…
“Y-Yama..C-Chan…” Yuto whimpered, his hand trembled as the last bits of Keito’s endowment pushed into him.
Ryosuke’s eyes were focused, the huge cock that was impaling his friend teased him as he watched. The small whimpers of pain Yuto gave, the gentle rocking motion of Keito’s hips, it all drove him insane. Vigorously, he thrust his own member into a tight and waiting hand, like he had been when dreaming about this very second.
“Yama-Ch-chan…” Yuto cried as Keito gave him a hard thrust and Ryosuke’s eyes blanked. Yuto’s hands reached out to him, and the moment they made contact, his skin tingled, his bold adventurous self emerged with a desire and cruelly teased the already strained boy’s body. A small lash of the tongue across those delicate nipples, and a small trail of pecks down his stomach until his mouth found the desperate member that had changed so much since their “experimenting” days as juniors, Ryosuke was lost in Yuto’s body.
Meanwhile, Keito moaned as he felt his boyfriend’s body strain around him, he was careful not to hurt Yuto, timing his thrusts with the boy’s breaths. Building a steady rhythm he felt the tight hole clasp around him as it twitched and stretched to accommodate him. Yuto’s back lay towards him as he thrust upwards, his back braced against the incline of the headboard, and he loved it this way. He smiled as Ryosuke went to work on Yuto’s body and his own trailing hands found their way down Yuto’s sides, every small tickle he gave, made the slender boy tense and whimper.
Ryosuke studied every inch of the picture before him, his hands crept down his own body, imagining as his own spit-slicked fingers entered and stretched him, the sensations his friend must have been going through. Faster and faster he pistoned his digits until he could do no more. Suddenly, watching wasn’t enough, and he moved forward again
A few moments in, Keito gasped as a new sensation came to him, the familiar warmth of Yuto’s body was joined with another, this one… slightly different. His eyes peeled open watching as a more than horny Yamada was crouched on hands and knees, gently licking his cock as it thrust into Yuto’s body. The mere thought was beyond his imagination, the feelings were incredible… his body involuntarily thrust itself up with the younger boy’s ministrations, and in doing so made Yuto cry with abandon. Viciously he pounded up and down, wanting more of this feeling and the slender boy whimpered as he experienced the most incredible orgasm of his lifetime. Yuto’s entire body turned hard as stone, his mind trying just to stay conscious as the last few sensations of Keito’s hard cock inside him, and the occasional flick of Ryosuke’s tongue against his tortured hole came to him. He heard Keito’s moans and as the tones faded away into his own screams Yuto felt the intense wave crash onto his body as his own crystal white seed shot through the air and arced, landing on Ryosuke’s body. At the same time, the familiar feeling of Keito filling him, his petite body filled to the brim came, and he could feel the older boy’s seed leaking out of his body and into the hungry lips of the boy below him.
Spent and numb, Yuto collapsed onto Keito’s body, the last movement forcing Keito’s still hard length inside him. He whined a little as the sharp pain teased him, but he could do little about it.
Ryosuke’s body twitched and his eyes scanned the scene. Yuto had been a nymph for as long as he had known him, and seeing him so worn out… made him hunger all the more for the same. He wanted to feel that satisfaction that showed in the petite boy’s eyes, and he wanted to feel everything that Keito had to offer…
“Yuto…” Keito panted, gently kissing the sides of his boyfriend’s neck, he knew Yuto was in pain, and despite however much he wanted to stay in Yuto, he could only hope that one day he would get his chance. Until that day came… Keito put his hands on the slender hips that had worked so hard for his pleasure and with a firm deliberate motion, He lifted Yuto up a little, relieving the pressure within the small body.
Yuto’s cry as the last of Keito left him, froze Ryosuke, and when Yuto crawled on the bed, his limb wobbly and tired, he saw the small grin in the adorable face he had grown up with.
“Y-Yama-chan… it’s your.. turn..”
Reluctantly, Ryosuke crawled forward, and he saw the enormous cock that would soon be inside him. He wanted it though, however badly it would hurt, he wanted it…
“Yuto..I-I don't want to hurt him…” Keito said quietly, trying to tend to his boyfriend, who held him back with a hand.
“It’s okay… Ryosuke can handle it… Keito… you promised…” Yuto said dreamily, his voice sounding farther and farther away.
“Yama-chan…” Yuto teased, drawing the boy closer and closer. With a single kiss, Ryosuke gave in, and his entire frame went limp. Yuto’s trembling hands guided him across the bed. He felt Keito’s body beneath him and shivers ran up his spine again. His mind and every other sane part of himself protested, but his needs commanded his actions now, and he was hopeless to stop himself.
“Yama-chan… it’s happening…” Yuto said softly, watching as Ryosuke took his position above Keito.
Gently now, Yuto gave what little strength he had and Ryosuke screamed in pain as the tip of Keito’s already rehardened cock entered him. Whimpers, mewls, screams all wanting to erupt at once came out of him, but another soft kiss from Yuto’s lips silenced him as more and more of Keito entered him. At last Ryosuke was fully settled, and the older boy was gentle, trying to stay as still as possible until he was used to the size within him. All he could feel now, was the gentle pulse as Keito’s member tensed a little within him whenever he took a breath. Feeling a little more confident now, he inched himself up a little, letting Keito’s hips move back up, giving him his first thrust. All the nerves in his body lit on fire, and his mind protested, but it wasn't enough yet..
“Y-Yes…” Ryosuke moaned and forced himself to move again, encouraging the older boy. Slowly but surely, the motions began again, upwards then down, upwards then down….
The room around him began to melt away, colors blurred and Yamada’s eyes rolled as he felt himself slipping deeper into his own world. Yuto appeared to him now, his body still weak, but now, his skin almost seemed to glow.
“Yama-chan… “ Yuto taunted, planting kisses down his body. The slender boy moved himself up now, pushing Ryosuke back until he felt his back resting on Keito’s chest.
“AnnghH!” Yuto smiled, knowing that his motions had forced his friend until a rather… uncomfortable position with Keito straining within him.
“Yama-chan… remember… me? Remember?” Yuto asked, pulling one of Yamada’s hands up and pushing it down further and further… until.
“nnh!” Ryosuke gasped, feeling Yuto’s abused hole. His eyes focused on Yuto’s shadowed frame and gasped again as his own leaking erection was taken into the dexterous hands he remembered. With some ceremony, he watched Yuto slowly push himself down onto it, taking him inside with soft whimpers.
“Y-Yuto…”
The tender body trapped between shuddered, his brain reeling now. Ryosuke could feel Yuto’s warmth, and at the same time, the incredible.. somewhat spent feeling of his body.
With a steady rhythm, the three of the moved, joined in the most intimate way possible. All too soon the sensations became too much, and for Ryosuke, he couldn't control himself anymore. The huge cock inside him pushed into him, making him cry and his muscles tense repeatedly. Whenever he would relax, further it would slide until it touched that certain spot, making him jump and at the same time push into Yuto. Over and over it happened, and he was helplessly trapped in a cycle of endless torment and pleasure. His body grew numb until only a singular feeling came. It built and threatened to overpower him, only now, he was too tired and too lost to care.
“Anghhhh!” Ryosuke cried, his hands gripping Yuto’s wrist and his nails dug in slightly when he tensed up. Keito felt the unbelievable tightness that came now, his motions stopped as the young boy did all the work, his muscles milking him until his second orgasm of the night struck him. And at the same time, Yuto smiled peacefully, knowing the sounds that Keito made, and the feeling of him being filled again came, this time with Ryosuke behind him.
“Unhh!” Keito groaned, his now sensitive cockhead began to grow overly so, Ryosuke’s smallest motions made him whimper. Though now, his reasoning began to come back to him, and when Yuto managed to move, he lifted Yamada’s body off himself, used to how limp boys always were when he’d had his way with them. The three boys laid quietly in bed now, each still processing what had just happened. All were incredibly… satisfied, but at the same time amazed…
Ryosuke felt himself pressed between Keito and Yuto again, his tired frame shaking with the remnants of his climax just moments before. With that high dying down, the cold of the night came, and he gratefully fell into a peaceful sleep as the two boys on either side of him drew closer and the small blanket that rested on the corner of the bed suddenly washed over them.
With a small grin, Yuto nodded to his boyfriend and his glazed eyes closed and the room was silent…
---
“Morning Ryosuke” Yuto smiled, nodding to his friend.
“M-M-Morning…”
Yamada limped down the stairs, and took a seat at the breakfast table. He watched, amazed as Yuto hopped around the kitchen, cracking eggs into pans and panning soup into bowls.
“Hey Yuto, is breakfast ready yet?” Keito’s voice came from behind.
Shyly, Ryosuke looked at him and quickly diverted his attention back to the fidgeting hands in his lap.
Keito took the seat beside him, setting the paper he had in his hand on the tabletop.
“It’s…. okay Ryosuke…” Keito said reassuringly, chuckling as the other boy’s eyes now watched his boyfriend jumping about.
“He’s always like this after….b-but don't worry, he was… like you… our first few times…” Keito’s tone quickly changed, noting the expression on the younger boy’s face.
“Ha! Breakfast!” Yuto smiled, setting the plates down.
The meal passed in silence and Ryosuke could only bring himself to face Yuto, still too embarrassed to take on Keito’s glare.
“So…. Yama-chan, you can cross it off the list right?” Yuto smiled, setting down the small wrinkled piece of paper.
Ryosuke shyly took the paper in his hand
“Y-Yeah…”
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Ahhh so …. I finally managed to write a fic… sorry that it’s been so long T_T
But as usual, be gentle!
~Emmie
Requested by: ichino_ren
Title: Ryosuke's list
Rating: NC-17
Genre: SMUT, with a bit of fluff and romance
Pairing: OkaYamaJima
Summary: Ryosuke's feeling a little down... but with Yuto's help, maybe fufilling some goals would make him feel better...
Notes: I'm so nervous about this one... it's been such a long time since i've written anything so this one is a test of my skills!
“Yuto!! Yuto where are you!?” Keito shouted into the recesses of the stage.
“I’m coming! I’m coming!” The rest of JUMP watched as a lithe figure hopped out from behind the long velvet curtains.
“Still with Yama-chan?” Hikaru asked, raising an eyebrow.
“M-Maybe…” Yuto looked down, taking his position on stage, not even looking when another, shorter, figure came out of the curtains and took the spot in the center of the formation.
“Are you going to be okay to go through with rehearsal?”
“Yeah…”
Yuto frowned again but didn't really have much time to do anything before the music began to play and blast through the speakers.
--- 2 hours later---
“Fwaaaa” Ryutaro snapped into shivers as he jumped out of the showers backstage and into 7’s dressing room.
“Whoa there, keep your towel on…. “ Chinen jumped up from the couch and put his hands on the towel that was quickly slipping off the younger boy’s hips.
“Why? You seemed more than happy to have it come off last night…” Ryutaro whispered not-so-quietly, his grin betraying his innocence.
“Oi! Lovebirds… “ Yuto warned, taking his customary seat next to Ryosuke.
“My turn…” Chinen grinned, ripping off the other boy’s towel when he had on his boxers and hopped into the showers, his clothes flying over the door the minute it locked.
“Listen….. Yama-chan…. I know you’re lonely.. a-and I cant even begin to imagine.. how it must feel… I-I mean if Keito ever… broke up with me…. well….” Yuto’s words trailed off.
“I’m fine… really.. I just… need to find something…. Some goal to distract myself with…”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah…”
“Well… you remember when we were juniors? Before me and Keito got to know each other… when it was just the two of us? We wrote a list of things we had always wanted to do right? I wonder……. If it’s still…. There?” Yuto hopped up.
Suddenly Ryosuke jumped up.
“E-Eh I-I’ll… f-find it…”
“I’ll help”
“N-NO! I mean…. No… it’s okay… I mean when Keito gets out of the shower… he’s going to want to know where you’re at right? S-So I’ll go get it..”
“Nah, Keito takes long showers….. and he just got in there right? So… Let’s go.” Yuto raised an eyebrow when his friend dashed out of the room.
A few wrong turns and taps on the floorboards of a long forgotten and dusty corner, revealed a single hollow space.
“Found it…” Yuto called and he chuckled as an all too familiar feeling of his best friend leaning over his shoulder came upon him.
Pushing down on the loose end of the floorboard, small divot in the stage came into view when the board lifted. Inside, lay a small piece of paper crinkled beyond belief, and Yuto snatched it up before Ryosuke could reach for it.
“Y-Yuto! WAIT!”
“Nooooo!” the slender boy laughed as he darted into one of the small soundbooths and locked the door, leaving the other, shorter boy to pound on the small glass window.
“Let’s see what it is you didn't want me to see…”
Opening the piece of paper, Yuto squinted at the dusty letters and his eyes widened as he read the most recent, newly written letters.
I want to have a threesome with my best friend….
Yuto held the paper up to the window.
“You.. wrote this.. recently…?”
“N-No! It-it was… a few… days ago… a-a long time ago actually… I just….”
The door to the booth opened and Yuto stepped out.
“Do you… still.. feel this way…?”
“N-No! It was just something stupid that I w-wrote!”
“Couldn’t have been that stupid if it made you find this old piece of paper and write it down…”
“I-I just.. it…..never mind it, it’s weird and…. And I didn't mean anything by it…” Ryosuke turned around quickly and made to leave.
“Wait… but… it’s on the list now isn’t it…and… well… this is what we set out to do isn’t it?” Yuto had a mischievous grin on his face now…
“W-Wha-t?”
“I’m only going to ask you this once Yama-chan… do you… want to do this…?” The sudden change in Yuto’s tone made the air chill and the other boy felt shivers run up his spine before a feeble “Yes” escaped his lips.
Then Yuto backed up and his complexion returned to the same cheerful smile it always was and Yamada shook off the tension in his body.
“B-But Keito will never agree to it… he-he’s so private… and-“
“I bet I can get Keito to do it… and besides… I don't really know why he’s so shy… he’s got…. Nothing and I mean NOTHING to be shy about…”
“W-What?”
“Let’s just say, that the whole week we had off last month for break, I spent about.. less than a day of that being able to walk properly… and we only did it once…. That's how big h-“
“I get it! I get it!” Ryosuke quipped
“Just saying…. you better prepare yourself…. For tonight. He’s… VERY well… endowed…” Yuto smiled as he walked out of the area.
“T-Tonight? Oh crap….” Ryosuke whispered to himself, his voice rising a bit as he realized the mess he was about to get himself into.
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“Keito…. Keiito…” Yuto called into the dressing room.
“Hm? Where did you go?” The older boy asked, finishing toweling his upper body and throwing on his shirt.
“Oh…. No where… but…. remember how you said you’d do anything for me…?”
Keito thought for a moment, a little suspicious at the question.
“Go on…”
“Do you remember?”
“Depends….”
“On what?”
“On what it is you’re about to ask me to do.”
“Keito!”
“Okay okay! Yes I know, I remember… why?”
“Well… I think I found something.”
Yuto pulled his boyfriend over to the small table in the corner and sat just out of earshot of the other couple busy “playing” in the corner.
“WHAT!?” Keito nearly fell out of his seat.
“C’mon….” Yuto pouted
“Y-Yut-Yuto! T-That's… That’s b-but…I-“
“Keito… you don't have anything to be shy about.. I don't know why you’re resisting.. I mean….. don't you want… to have the two of us… all over… you?” Yuto was really gearing up the seduction now, and Keito had little power over himself when it came to this…
“B-But… it-it’s like… cheating on you…”
“But I’ll be there… “
“A-And it’ll be weird… because… I mean…. I’ve never seen Yama-chan… completely naked before…. I mean there’s the showers… when we have to but I mean…I never…”
Keito was babbling to himself now and Yuto was holding back laughter as he watched a now, very flustered, English boy pacing back a forth.
“Keito… I want… to do this… okay? Promise me you’ll do this one thing…” Yuto said sternly, pulling his boyfriend down to the chair beside him. The moment Keito was situated on the chair, the slender legs that he had come to love wrapped around him and in the blink of an eye Yuto straddled him, his legs on both sides and a very distinct pressing of their….
“O-Okay…” Keito’s eyes widened, his entire body was in shock as he was face to face with his boyfriend and with his agreement, Yuto smiled happily and leaned in to kiss him.
“Wait until tonight okay?” The slender boy teased, running his finger along a very noticeable growing bulge in the loose pants Keito wore.
“Done.” Yuto said calmly as he sat next to Ryosuke, who was busy half-chewing his nails.
“H-He said yes?” This was something he certainly did not expect…
“Yep…. And just remember what I said…..” Yuto said, putting his hands on the shorter boy’s head and turning him until his eyes focused on Keito sitting opposite him in the room and the his eyes trailed onto a very… large bulge…
Later that night, Ryosuke’s phone rang, his hands trembled as he opened the message and Yuto’s message said simply:
My place, now.
The walk a few short blocks became a bit shorter than he remembered, but the moment the door opened, Ryosuke immediately turned his head away.
“Come in…..” Yuto giggled. He wore a loose fitting t-shirt that almost hung a little bit too far off his shoulder, and a pair of oddly cute grey and white pajama pants that seemed to accent his cute round… but-
“Upstairs?” Yuto interrupted.
“Y-Yeah…” Ryosuke blushed.
Upstairs they found in bed, a very asleep, and a very relaxed Keito.
“He’s just tired… he didn't sleep much the other night, and we had rehearsal..” Yuto explained.
“M-Maybe t-this isn’t a good time…”
Before his hands could reach the door, Yuto’s foot kicked it shut and grabbed his best friend.
The slamming door made Keito jerk awake, and as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. He gazed through the darkness and saw in the pale moonlight Yuto slowly stripping Ryosuke of his clothes. The soft white skin of their bodies coming together and He could feel Yuto’s eyes looking at him, daring him to say something. At the same time, the younger boy’s eyes looked shyly away, almost vulnerable in their gaze.
Yuto’s hands ran across Ryosuke’s body, and with a shove, he pushed the two of them onto the bed. Keito gulped, watching as his boyfriend crawled over the helpless boy’s body and without hesitation kissed an even more surprised Yamada. What Keito had failed to notice though was a slithering hand running through the fabric, it wasn't until he felt a hand clasp around his most private part that he let out a small groan as his growing length began to strain against the fabric.
“Yama-chan... Yuto… please… everywhere… “ Keito’s words were breathless as he lay down and both boys rushed to his sides, each driven almost mad with lust.
The night had only just begun…
Soon the corner of the room stacked with their discarded clothes, and Yuto cried as Keito bit gently on one of his now very sensitive nipples, and Ryosuke dove deeper into the small crook of his neck. Gentle kisses turned heavy and the tongue that now traced his collar flicked across a small knot that made him tremble with anticipation.
Keito felt Yuto’s hand clasp his wrist, and with little hesitation, guided him to the other boy’s ab. He could feel Ryosuke’s firm body, the small divots in his perfect physique, and finally…
“K-Kei-KeitO!” Ryosuke gasped as he felt his throbbing cock strained against the fist around him. In that moment, the oldest boy’s hand began to slide up and down… slowly….
“Unh…” Ryosuke whimpered.
Yuto smiled as his eyes locked on the two boys he loved the most, Keito still settling into his new element, and Yamada writhing as he experienced the sensations he had been starved of. The sensations of each other’s smooth soft skin sliding across their naked bodies tantalized the boys, each wanting more and more with every passing second. Ryosuke crept down Keito’s body, the massive length that appeared before him made him gulp with anticipation.
“It’s so big… isn’t it? Yama-chan… don't you want it…?” Yuto whispered seductively, running his hand down Keito’s firm abs and tracing along his boyfriend’s endowment. His mouth opened slightly as he imagined himself in the familiar position Ryosuke was entering.
“Y-Y-YAma-c-chan!” Keito gasped, his entire body shuddering when the boy’s lips embraced his most intimate part. A small flick of Ryosuke’s tongue sent quivers up Keito’s body, some part of the older boy’s mind registered that the other was straining to accompany him, and that made him all the harder.
Yuto slithered himself up to his boyfriend’s soft brown eyes and he kissed him gently down the side of his neck rubbing his body up and down Keito’s smooth skin.
“Keito… Keito…” Yuto pouted, slightly saddened that the older boy was paying more attention to his best friend than himself. Not to be outdone, he guided Keito’s free hand towards himself, rubbing his fingers against his already leaking member, gathering his anticipation and running it up to his lips. Gently he suckled the tip and he smiled at the other boy, nodding as he understood his meaning.
“Unhh!” Yuto groaned as a single digit pierced him and he felt the need and the want he had grown so accustomed to. Keito knew though, that one finger would not be enough, and in a matter of seconds had snaked in a second, prying Yuto’s insatiable lust even wider. The slender boy could barely keep his eyes opened as the digits bounced in and out of him, yet in those moments he could, he loved watching the small gleam in Ryosuke’s eyes as he stared at him. That small wistful stare in the younger boy’s eyes made him hornier, wanting to put on a show for his friend to watch…
“K-Keito.. Now…P-please…” Yuto begged, and Ryosuke moved aside, to watch again, as his best friend straddled his boyfriend and with a look of absolute need, drove the huge member he had been “preparing” into himself.
“Annhh!” Yuto screamed silently into defiantly shut lips, From where he sat, Ryosuke could see… everything. The enormous head that dove its way into Yuto’s… tight…. Little..
“Unhh!” The fragile boy whimpered as Keito’s arms wrapped around his waist, letting the tension in his arms relax, the firm arms around his waist gently pushed him down, and deeper Keito went… deeper…
“Y-Yama..C-Chan…” Yuto whimpered, his hand trembled as the last bits of Keito’s endowment pushed into him.
Ryosuke’s eyes were focused, the huge cock that was impaling his friend teased him as he watched. The small whimpers of pain Yuto gave, the gentle rocking motion of Keito’s hips, it all drove him insane. Vigorously, he thrust his own member into a tight and waiting hand, like he had been when dreaming about this very second.
“Yama-Ch-chan…” Yuto cried as Keito gave him a hard thrust and Ryosuke’s eyes blanked. Yuto’s hands reached out to him, and the moment they made contact, his skin tingled, his bold adventurous self emerged with a desire and cruelly teased the already strained boy’s body. A small lash of the tongue across those delicate nipples, and a small trail of pecks down his stomach until his mouth found the desperate member that had changed so much since their “experimenting” days as juniors, Ryosuke was lost in Yuto’s body.
Meanwhile, Keito moaned as he felt his boyfriend’s body strain around him, he was careful not to hurt Yuto, timing his thrusts with the boy’s breaths. Building a steady rhythm he felt the tight hole clasp around him as it twitched and stretched to accommodate him. Yuto’s back lay towards him as he thrust upwards, his back braced against the incline of the headboard, and he loved it this way. He smiled as Ryosuke went to work on Yuto’s body and his own trailing hands found their way down Yuto’s sides, every small tickle he gave, made the slender boy tense and whimper.
Ryosuke studied every inch of the picture before him, his hands crept down his own body, imagining as his own spit-slicked fingers entered and stretched him, the sensations his friend must have been going through. Faster and faster he pistoned his digits until he could do no more. Suddenly, watching wasn’t enough, and he moved forward again
A few moments in, Keito gasped as a new sensation came to him, the familiar warmth of Yuto’s body was joined with another, this one… slightly different. His eyes peeled open watching as a more than horny Yamada was crouched on hands and knees, gently licking his cock as it thrust into Yuto’s body. The mere thought was beyond his imagination, the feelings were incredible… his body involuntarily thrust itself up with the younger boy’s ministrations, and in doing so made Yuto cry with abandon. Viciously he pounded up and down, wanting more of this feeling and the slender boy whimpered as he experienced the most incredible orgasm of his lifetime. Yuto’s entire body turned hard as stone, his mind trying just to stay conscious as the last few sensations of Keito’s hard cock inside him, and the occasional flick of Ryosuke’s tongue against his tortured hole came to him. He heard Keito’s moans and as the tones faded away into his own screams Yuto felt the intense wave crash onto his body as his own crystal white seed shot through the air and arced, landing on Ryosuke’s body. At the same time, the familiar feeling of Keito filling him, his petite body filled to the brim came, and he could feel the older boy’s seed leaking out of his body and into the hungry lips of the boy below him.
Spent and numb, Yuto collapsed onto Keito’s body, the last movement forcing Keito’s still hard length inside him. He whined a little as the sharp pain teased him, but he could do little about it.
Ryosuke’s body twitched and his eyes scanned the scene. Yuto had been a nymph for as long as he had known him, and seeing him so worn out… made him hunger all the more for the same. He wanted to feel that satisfaction that showed in the petite boy’s eyes, and he wanted to feel everything that Keito had to offer…
“Yuto…” Keito panted, gently kissing the sides of his boyfriend’s neck, he knew Yuto was in pain, and despite however much he wanted to stay in Yuto, he could only hope that one day he would get his chance. Until that day came… Keito put his hands on the slender hips that had worked so hard for his pleasure and with a firm deliberate motion, He lifted Yuto up a little, relieving the pressure within the small body.
Yuto’s cry as the last of Keito left him, froze Ryosuke, and when Yuto crawled on the bed, his limb wobbly and tired, he saw the small grin in the adorable face he had grown up with.
“Y-Yama-chan… it’s your.. turn..”
Reluctantly, Ryosuke crawled forward, and he saw the enormous cock that would soon be inside him. He wanted it though, however badly it would hurt, he wanted it…
“Yuto..I-I don't want to hurt him…” Keito said quietly, trying to tend to his boyfriend, who held him back with a hand.
“It’s okay… Ryosuke can handle it… Keito… you promised…” Yuto said dreamily, his voice sounding farther and farther away.
“Yama-chan…” Yuto teased, drawing the boy closer and closer. With a single kiss, Ryosuke gave in, and his entire frame went limp. Yuto’s trembling hands guided him across the bed. He felt Keito’s body beneath him and shivers ran up his spine again. His mind and every other sane part of himself protested, but his needs commanded his actions now, and he was hopeless to stop himself.
“Yama-chan… it’s happening…” Yuto said softly, watching as Ryosuke took his position above Keito.
Gently now, Yuto gave what little strength he had and Ryosuke screamed in pain as the tip of Keito’s already rehardened cock entered him. Whimpers, mewls, screams all wanting to erupt at once came out of him, but another soft kiss from Yuto’s lips silenced him as more and more of Keito entered him. At last Ryosuke was fully settled, and the older boy was gentle, trying to stay as still as possible until he was used to the size within him. All he could feel now, was the gentle pulse as Keito’s member tensed a little within him whenever he took a breath. Feeling a little more confident now, he inched himself up a little, letting Keito’s hips move back up, giving him his first thrust. All the nerves in his body lit on fire, and his mind protested, but it wasn't enough yet..
“Y-Yes…” Ryosuke moaned and forced himself to move again, encouraging the older boy. Slowly but surely, the motions began again, upwards then down, upwards then down….
The room around him began to melt away, colors blurred and Yamada’s eyes rolled as he felt himself slipping deeper into his own world. Yuto appeared to him now, his body still weak, but now, his skin almost seemed to glow.
“Yama-chan… “ Yuto taunted, planting kisses down his body. The slender boy moved himself up now, pushing Ryosuke back until he felt his back resting on Keito’s chest.
“AnnghH!” Yuto smiled, knowing that his motions had forced his friend until a rather… uncomfortable position with Keito straining within him.
“Yama-chan… remember… me? Remember?” Yuto asked, pulling one of Yamada’s hands up and pushing it down further and further… until.
“nnh!” Ryosuke gasped, feeling Yuto’s abused hole. His eyes focused on Yuto’s shadowed frame and gasped again as his own leaking erection was taken into the dexterous hands he remembered. With some ceremony, he watched Yuto slowly push himself down onto it, taking him inside with soft whimpers.
“Y-Yuto…”
The tender body trapped between shuddered, his brain reeling now. Ryosuke could feel Yuto’s warmth, and at the same time, the incredible.. somewhat spent feeling of his body.
With a steady rhythm, the three of the moved, joined in the most intimate way possible. All too soon the sensations became too much, and for Ryosuke, he couldn't control himself anymore. The huge cock inside him pushed into him, making him cry and his muscles tense repeatedly. Whenever he would relax, further it would slide until it touched that certain spot, making him jump and at the same time push into Yuto. Over and over it happened, and he was helplessly trapped in a cycle of endless torment and pleasure. His body grew numb until only a singular feeling came. It built and threatened to overpower him, only now, he was too tired and too lost to care.
“Anghhhh!” Ryosuke cried, his hands gripping Yuto’s wrist and his nails dug in slightly when he tensed up. Keito felt the unbelievable tightness that came now, his motions stopped as the young boy did all the work, his muscles milking him until his second orgasm of the night struck him. And at the same time, Yuto smiled peacefully, knowing the sounds that Keito made, and the feeling of him being filled again came, this time with Ryosuke behind him.
“Unhh!” Keito groaned, his now sensitive cockhead began to grow overly so, Ryosuke’s smallest motions made him whimper. Though now, his reasoning began to come back to him, and when Yuto managed to move, he lifted Yamada’s body off himself, used to how limp boys always were when he’d had his way with them. The three boys laid quietly in bed now, each still processing what had just happened. All were incredibly… satisfied, but at the same time amazed…
Ryosuke felt himself pressed between Keito and Yuto again, his tired frame shaking with the remnants of his climax just moments before. With that high dying down, the cold of the night came, and he gratefully fell into a peaceful sleep as the two boys on either side of him drew closer and the small blanket that rested on the corner of the bed suddenly washed over them.
With a small grin, Yuto nodded to his boyfriend and his glazed eyes closed and the room was silent…
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“Morning Ryosuke” Yuto smiled, nodding to his friend.
“M-M-Morning…”
Yamada limped down the stairs, and took a seat at the breakfast table. He watched, amazed as Yuto hopped around the kitchen, cracking eggs into pans and panning soup into bowls.
“Hey Yuto, is breakfast ready yet?” Keito’s voice came from behind.
Shyly, Ryosuke looked at him and quickly diverted his attention back to the fidgeting hands in his lap.
Keito took the seat beside him, setting the paper he had in his hand on the tabletop.
“It’s…. okay Ryosuke…” Keito said reassuringly, chuckling as the other boy’s eyes now watched his boyfriend jumping about.
“He’s always like this after….b-but don't worry, he was… like you… our first few times…” Keito’s tone quickly changed, noting the expression on the younger boy’s face.
“Ha! Breakfast!” Yuto smiled, setting the plates down.
The meal passed in silence and Ryosuke could only bring himself to face Yuto, still too embarrassed to take on Keito’s glare.
“So…. Yama-chan, you can cross it off the list right?” Yuto smiled, setting down the small wrinkled piece of paper.
Ryosuke shyly took the paper in his hand
“Y-Yeah…”
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Ahhh so …. I finally managed to write a fic… sorry that it’s been so long T_T
But as usual, be gentle!
~Emmie