[one-shot] Sexy Shoot (eitorgy!)

[yue_akuma]

Sexy Shoot (...or how to make Ohkura even sluttier than he already is)
Correction status: 100% (beta'ed by Ci-kitty *gives cookies*)
Author(s) : yue_akuma
Pairing : EITORGY. or, roughly, everyone/Tacchon.
Rating : NC-17.
Genre : PWP (?) / porn / whatever, it's an orgy.
Warnings : sex, including blowjobs, handjobs, bits of rimming, etc...
Disclaimer : If I owned them, do you really think I would write fics? No, dummy, I would make movies.

Summary : After Tacchon's An-An photoshoot, the drummer is waiting for his bandmates' reactions...

Notes : I BLAME alternatejess!! *points at her accusingly* She asked for Kura!porn. I wrote an orgy. Yay~ for our joined brains. It's not as good as it should be, but well, it's porn.



Ohkura was expecting some kind of feedback, that was for sure. You don’t pose barely closed and baring a come-hither expression without expecting that your bandmates will be totally interested by said almost pornographic photo-shoot, especially when your bandmates are great lovers of beauty in whichever form it might come - the polite way to say that they’re bisexual perverts.

Of course, his other friends had given their opinions too - “the whole country’s libido just rose like a hard-on,” Junno texted him, and Ohno-kun sent him a mail about “his wonderful help for people who are trying hard not to jerk off in front of magazines” (Ohkura noted the cynical tone and wondered what else he didn’t know about his sempai).

Anyway. The only people left were his bandmates and he knew better than anyone that, if they didn’t say anything yet, it wasn’t a good sign. That mostly meant that they were plotting something. That or they didn’t buy the magazine, but the drummer refused to think about such a possibility.

And he was right - in the fact that his friends and band members were plotting something. The fact that he was currently soaked and in only a t-shirt and pair of boxer briefs on a bed which wasn’t his own helped him realize what exactly they had been plotting. His last memories were going to bed after a long day of work, and then… Here he was.

“He’s awake!” Yasu chirped happily from somewhere on his right.

The bed dipped a bit, and a hand was slowly caressing his cheek.

“He’s so cute,” Maru giggled, and Tadayoshi knew that the hand belonged to him, seeing how close his voice was.

Somewhere in the room, Hina chuckled something that sounded like “not only cute, also terribly hot,” and Ohkura opened his eyes again.

Hotel room, check. Other boys around, check. Arousal growing steadily… Well. Check.

Getting next to him on the bed, Yasu was soon lying down against him, a teasing finger running on his chest.

“You sure look delicious enough to eat, Tacchon~ Are you awake enough? Or do you want us to leave you a few more minutes? I don’t know when you’re going to get more rest, you know…”

Ohkura grinned. “So you liked the shoot that much?”

“Hell yeah,” Ryo grinned from where he was, standing at the foot of the bed. “So we thought we could have a little photoshoot by ourselves.”

On his other side, Maru pointed to his camera, resting on the bedside table. “Not much, just a few. For future fun-time material.”

The drummer couldn’t help but smirk, poking at Maru’s nose. “Perv,” he chuckled, making the older boy blush a bit.

“Anyway,” Shota said again, “ready?”

Ohkura sighed; he couldn’t really say no. He didn’t want to say no. He was curious and it was tickling his exhibitionist side to think that he would be photographed while doing naughty things.

“Let’s go,” he mumbled.

The words weren’t entirely out of his mouth before Yasu was leaning closer, capturing his lips and kissing him deeply, previously teasing fingers now mapping the expanse of his wet body. He felt Ryuhei leaving the bed, and someone else took his place; given the fact that this someone was raking his nails along Ohkura’s arms, it was surely Subaru - he liked doing that a lot during sex.

The drummer broke away from Shota and turned his head, humming softly when Subaru kissed him too, all in tongue and sucking, making him groan and reach out for the older man’s hair - because Ohkura loved to be able to pull at people’s hair during sex. Each one of them had their little kink, if not more than one, and Tadayoshi prided himself in being able to tell who was who just with few clues.

A shutter clicked in the background; Maru had started shooting.

Ohkura felt Yasu’s mouth nibbling at his neck, licking at the drops of water; hands started to roam up his legs and thighs, teasing at the hem of Tadayoshi’s underwear - Ryo. Ohkura, still kissing Subaru, opened his eyes just in time to see his best friend, kneeling on the bed between his legs, being yanked back by Yoko who kissed him hungrily, fingers reaching down to pinch at Ryo’s nipples through his t-shirt.

“Okay, enough of that, my turn,” Hina’s voice growled, and Subaru was suddenly pulled away, muttering curses at Hina’s lack of patience. The tsukkomi didn’t seem to care as he moved to straddle Ohkura’s waist, fingers pulling at his wet hair harshly before leaning down to kiss him, dominance fiercely established - not that Ohkura would have wanted it any other way; a dominant Hina was a real turn-on to him.

Yasu’s heat disappeared then, and it only took a few seconds for all of them to hear Maru moaning deeply; Tadayoshi didn’t need to open his eyes to see Shota on his knees, blowing the bassist. Shota always had a soft spot for sucking his best friend off anyway, and Maru was certainly too busy taking pictures to join the others on the bed.

Hina backed off, smirking at Ohkura’s whine - he liked kisses damnit! - and turned around, letting the drummer see how the YokoRyo pair was doing so far; the answer was ‘pretty well’, seeing how Yoko, sitting on the bed, had the younger one between his legs, mouth pretty much busy, hands tied behind his back - Yoko liked to tie people up (then again, he was a bondage freak), and Ryo was his favorite prey.

“Are you all forgetting about me?” Subaru growled in his ear, apparently really displeased at the idea of being left out; “I volunteered to carry you under the shower while these dorks were putting water on you, I deserve a bit more than a kiss!”

“Fine,” Ohkura laughed, pushing the older man on his back and turning on his belly - and mostly trying not to shove Hina off of him too hard. Subaru got the hint, crawling a bit more up the bed, and Ohkura had his belt unbuckled and his pants down in the few following seconds.

“You went commando. Why am I not surprised?”

“Shut up, it won’t suck itself alone.”

The statement came with Subaru’s hand pushing at Tadayoshi’s neck, finishing convincing him; and anyway Subaru was already rock hard, so it would have been a shame not to help him.

The drummer licked from base to tip Subaru’s hard-on, amused at his little gasps, before taking him in his mouth fully, tongue sweeping at the underside playfully as he was sucking; Subaru moaned and raked his nails on Ohkura’s neck, making him growl in return.

“In the end,” Maru said from his spot, panting between words and hips moving toward Shota’s mouth, “I don’t know if there was a real use in wetting him.”

“He looks hotter,” Ryo mumbled.

The mattress moved a bit as Hina got off the bed; when Subaru moved so he was leaning against the headboard, Ohkura sat up, gazing around - Yasu was still busy sucking at Maru, who seemed to be having trouble with taking pictures, and Yoko had been hijacked from Ryo by Hina, leaving poor Ryo with his hands tied and a very angry hard-on poking through his jeans.

Ryo, groaning at his helplessness (and sudden loneliness), winked at Tadayoshi, obviously trying to get his attention. Ohkura grinned and leaned back against the headboard, next to Subaru, trying for his best slutty look. It was always fun to tease Ryo.

“Ryo-chan~,” Subaru called out softly, pushing his jeans down a bit more, “why don’t you come and suck me like the good slut you are?”

“I thought it was about Tacchon tonight,” the yellow ranger whined, “so why am I turning into everybody’s pet?”

“Not everybody’s pet,” Subaru replied, grinning and stroking himself, “just my pet~”

“But Ryo-chan’s right!” Shota giggled, standing up and leaving a quick peck on Maru’s lips. “Shouldn’t we have fun with Tacchon?”

Ohkura was about to protest - or at least to say something - when Yoko and Hina (who had clearly undressed each other a while ago) launched themselves on him, nearly ripping his t-shirt off his body. Yoko assaulted his mouth hungrily while Hina pushed down his underwear, leaving him finally naked - and far less wet than at the beginning, even though the sheets were still damp.

“On your knees,” the black ranger growled in his ear, and Ohkura was all too happy to comply, kneeling on the floor and looking up at the two others. Hina grinned at him, thumbing his lips before urging him to open his mouth; Yoko’s hand settled firmly behind the drummer’s head, pushing him forward along Hina’s cock, controlling his pace.

Behind him, Tadayoshi could feel someone fumbling a bit, and a finger started poking at his entrance, making him tense slightly.

“It’s okay Tacchon,” Shota said softly, his free hand rubbing between the younger man’s shoulders, “it’s just me.”

Ohkura was thankful - the others were a bit rough in their way of prepping people, and Tadayoshi, even though he really liked to be fucked, was always a bit sensitive at first.

Looking up, he could see Yoko and Hina kissing, Hina pinching at Yoko’s nipples and eliciting cute high pitched moans from the older man; soon after, arms closed around Yoko’s chest and Maru started to nibble at his shoulders and neck, rubbing himself against Yoko’s ass.

“Where’s your camera?” Yasu asked, slowly adding a second finger inside of Ohkura whose jaw was starting to ache - Hina was big after all.

Maru shrugged. “Ryo-chan and Shibuyan are having fun with it. I’ll get it back in a few.”

Hina moaned, pulling back a bit and letting Ohkura suckle at the head of his hard-on, before mumbling “we need to fuck” - a statement answered by Shota’s giggle and Ryo’s “damn straight!” from somewhere on the bed.

“Okay, who’s starting?” Subaru excitedly asked, snapping a few shots of Ohkura on his knees with Hina’s cock against his lips and Shota’s fingers in his ass. “We’re taking turns? Or just going with the flow?”

Shingo sighed and looked at the drummer. “Tatsu, anything you want?”

Ohkura shrugged. “I don’t care, as long as you don’t leave me hanging for hours like last time.”

Hina smirked remembering that special time, but Tadayoshi pouted. Having to wait three long hours to be able to come was a bit too much for him.

“Maru, you should start,” Yoko decided then, “so you’ll be able to take pictures afterward.”

The bassist nodded and sat on the bed, waiting; Yasu’s fingers twisted inside of him, and Tadayoshi saw stars, his cock throbbing. “Again,” he moaned, and the others let out appreciative sounds, knowing that he would be ready soon.

Shota, being the good boy he is, prodded at his sweet spot until he was able to add a third finger - and at this point Ohkura was nearly scratching on the carpet like a cat in heat. His mind was starting to get blurry, and he could only follow obediently when Ryuhei called for the younger man to come and ride him.

He could feel the others guiding him - calloused fingers, soft hands, long digits mapping his skin and pushing him forward - and then he was in Maru’s arms, climbing on the bed and slowly lowering himself on his hard-on, feeling the sting of the stretch but hearing nothing than the blood pumping and Maru whispering soothing things in his ear.

Fingers in his hair, threading and pulling; Ohkura turned around to find Yoko’s full lips waiting for his own, the kiss languid and wet, making him moan and draw his hips up then back down. Ryuhei moaned too as the drummer started to ride him, his own cock rubbing against the older man’s chest.

“You’re so sexy,” Yasu’s voice murmured against his spine, licking it up slowly, and Tadayoshi opened his eyes again in time to see Subaru taking a picture of him and Maru, grinning, while Hina was busy untying Ryo and biting at his nipples.

Surprisingly enough, it didn’t take long for Ryuhei to finish - but Ohkura knew that Yasu had the bassist worked up for a while already - and they both collapsed on the bed, catching their breaths.

As soon as Tadayoshi had recovered a bit, someone was grabbing at his hips and starting to push inside of him, making his breathing catch in his lungs.

“Don’t… Move…” Subaru groaned, slowly slipping in until he was buried to the hilt, and then leaving Ohkura no time before he was slamming into him wildly, his moans loud with every move. Under him, Tadayoshi felt Maru move a bit, and then there was a hand around his hard-on and he could only drown his whimper of pleasure into Maru’s mouth, sucking at his tongue and trying to concentrate on anything but his need to come - which was starting to grow very fast.

Around him, he could hear more moans and noises - Yoko’s high-pitched shriek meant that someone had bit his nipples, Shota panting like that showed that he had a foreign tongue against his entrance - and it seemed to spur his pleasure even more, so much that he had to straighten up a bit and slap Maru’s hand away.

“Too much,” was all he said, and Ryuhei nodded, understanding, before slipping out of under him; Tadayoshi almost collapsed on the bed by the strength of Subaru’s thrusts, and now, free to look around, he could see Maru crawling between Yoko’s legs, Yoko’s head thrown back, Hina rubbing his cock between Yasu’s asscheeks as Ryo was sucking him - Shota was almost vibrating at this point, and Ohkura wondered if the older man would be able to fuck him before his orgasm.

That’s when Subaru pulled out, and the drummer could feel hot and sticky stripes landing on his lower back, making him hum happily - he liked when they where doing that.

“My turn,” Yoko whimpered, a bit desperately, and Maru stood up and grabbed the camera to snap a picture of Subaru’s release on Ohkura’s back before moving to snap pictures of the others.

Tadayoshi then crawled a bit on the bed and settled his back, a bit out of breath, hands reaching up for the headboard - he already knew how Yokoyama would like it to be. As expected, Yoko had soon the drummer’s hands tied above his head, purring as he started to drive into him, pace slow but hard, making Ohkura gasp and close his legs around the other man’s hips.

He almost jumped when fingers pushed his hair out of his face, wiping a bit of the sweat away, and he opened his eyes to find Shota next to him, panting, his hard-on close to Ohkura’s lips.

“Close,” was all the little man said, and Tadayoshi understood perfectly, taking him deep in his mouth and sucking hard, feeling the tremors in Yasu’s body as Hina was pushing two fingers inside of him, helping him to reach his orgasm quickly; he came inside on Ohkura’s tongue, and the boy swallowed everything, rather liking the way Shota’s cock was twitching as he released.

“Fuck fuck fuck…”

Ohkura growled loudly as Yoko’s pace went faster, hitting his spot head on, the sight of the drummer drinking Shota’s semen apparently too much for him to bear; a few more hard thrusts and his whole body shuddered as he was coming too, biting his lip and whimpering before pulling out and falling on the bed next to Tadayoshi with a “damn that was good.”

“Next!” Tadayoshi called out, feeling close to desperate himself; he kept on willing himself to hang on and not to come, but it was almost painful by now, and, mixed with the pleasure of being fucked, he could feel his control slipping quickly.

Thankfully, Hina seemed to realize it, too.

“You okay?”

The drummer whined. “If you two could hurry the fuck up I would feel better!”

“Want us to come in together?”

Ohkura froze, staring. It wasn’t the first time they proposed it to him, and, even though he wanted to try out, he always was a coward and never accepted, but…

“O-okay…”

Hina smiled softly, untying his hands and kissing him tenderly. “Don’t be scared. Maru did it a lot of times already, you know it. We know how to prepare you, it won’t hurt.”

Tadayoshi nodded, not quite fully reassured but trusting Shingo with this - he wouldn’t have tried it with Subaru and Ryo together, or with Shota, who could be terribly rough sometimes even though he looked cute and loving, but Hina would always take care of them, he knew it.

That, and Ohkura was feeling hard enough to break a wall with his erection.

He knelt on the bed, grabbing the lube and preparing himself a bit further while Hina was lying down, applying himself a huge amount of lube on his own cock; it was then not a problem for Tadayoshi to slide down Hina’s hard-on - he was big, but after three rounds Ohkura was stretched far enough.

They began to move, Tadayoshi riding a few times and stopping out of fear of reaching his orgasm too fast, and finally Ryo came closer, holding the boy’s waist firmly as he started to push inside slowly. Hina growled, eyes closed and nails digging into Tadayoshi’s hips almost painfully as he tried not to buck up, and the drummer whimpered, the stinging sensation back and almost overwhelming for a moment.

“Breathe,” Subaru then said, kneeling next to him on the bed and massaging his shoulders, making him relax slightly; “Breathe slowly, don’t fight it.”

It still took Ryo a few more moments to be finally inside, stopping then to let Ohkura getting used to the stretch; Hina groaned loudly enough to make the bed vibrate and let his head fall on the covers.

“Move when you feel ready,” he said, his voice tight, and Tadayoshi took a deep breath, steadying himself on the older man’s chest, before turning to Ryo.

“Go on Ryo-chan…”

And Ryo started to pull out, then back in, slowly then faster and faster, and soon enough Ohkura wasn’t feeling the burn of the stretch anymore, just a tiny stinging sensation and the incredible feeling of being filled by two cocks. Hina rolled his hips tentatively too, pushing deeper inside of him, and the drummer mewled and scraped at his chest, asking for more with his neck exhale of air.

He could hear Maru taking pictures around and Yoko and Yasu talking low, along with Ryo and Hina’s ragged pants, and Subaru soothing words, but he didn’t recognize his own voice when he moaned, his throat raw and his hard-on throbbing with the need to come.

It finally took just another thrust straight into his spot for him to lose it, wailing as he clenched around them and released on Hina’s abs, fingers gripping for dear life at Subaru’s thigh - the closest thing he could grab.

His orgasm set Ryo off too, who pulled out almost immediately and collapsed on the bed with a satisfied sigh, and Hina started to thrust up hard, whining low, his body covered in sweat; Ohkura was still bouncing as hard as he could, wanting to make him come - and when his brain cleared enough for him to think a bit, he knew exactly what to do.

He leaned down, yanking at Hina’s hair and nibbling at his neck before biting hard - Hina liked to be bitten, the harder the better - and the other man cried out hoarsely and snapped his hips before coming hard, his cock pulsing inside of Ohkura who hummed in appreciation against Hina’s skin, licking the part he had just bit before letting himself fall at Hina’s side, boneless.

“So,” the drummer asked long minutes later, “was this photoshoot as good as mine?”

Maru chuckled, snapping a few more pictures. “Perfect. It’s gonna be perfect.”

.END.