je_united gift fic for nicnatha

[maya202]

Lovely fic for nicnatha
Title: Gift exchange
Pairings: Kisumai/Kisumai, I don't want to spoil all the gift exchanging fun that happens in this story (I'll tell you one thing: Kitafuji is one of the pairs and there's also a trio)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: some bdsm, barebacking, tiny bit of fluff, threesome
Summary: Kitayama comes up with a fun idea for the holidays: a gift exchange. A sexy gift exchange. Since they're all busy during the actual holidays it takes place at the beginning of the new year. Who ends up getting a present from whom?
Notes: I actually used a random number generator to make the pairs, lol. I think I ended up with some nice pairings (and the first one I got was Kitafuji so, can't go wrong there). I really hope you'll enjoy this! Fair warning: a certain pair might be a bit too fluffy for your taste, but the fluff just sort of happened. Not too worry, most pairings have almost no fluff and if you want you can just read the parts you like. I hope you have fun, the boys did~


“Come on guys, it'll be fun!” Kitayama said as he tried to get the other members on board with his holiday gift exchange idea.

“We're all spending Christmas with family and we have countdown at New Year's,” Senga pointed out.

Tama nodded in agreement, “I'm not canceling Christmas with my family so you can have sex with us.”

Kitayama let out an exaggerated sigh, “Okay, so we'll do it at the beginning of the new year? It's been so long since we've all done something together!”

Fujigaya scoffed at that comment, “Like you don't hook up with someone every other night, Mitsu.”

Kitayama gasped as if he was insulted and slid down on the couch next to Fujigaya, “Don't be mean Gaya, I only want all seven of us to spend some time together. Where's your holiday spirit? It's the time to spend with loved ones,” he winked at Fujigaya's annoyed face and added, “and I love you guys all so much.”

“Usually it's doing something with loved ones, not doing loved ones.” Fujigaya replied as he crossed his arms.

Kitayama leaned back into the couch and shrugged his shoulders, “potato, potatoe.”

“How would it work though?” Nikaido asked curiously, “It's not like we have an even number, what would other people do when two people are busy 'exchanging gifts'?”

Kitayama sighed, his band mates were making his fun idea way more complicated than need be, “Look, you just pick a random name and whosever name you get you have to give some sort of sex present to. Like a...a sexy secret Santa!”

Nikaido still looked confused and was ready to raise another question about the logistics when Kitayama quickly continued, “You guys are making this way more complicated than it has to be, okay? I'm not talking about us sitting in a circle giving each other blow jobs one by one. Get a little bit creative! If the person you have to give a present to is busy giving a present himself, just take a moment to enjoy the beauty of two people giving each other a nice present in the most wonderful time of the year.”

Yokoo, who had been quiet so far, looked up from the book he was flipping through, “Yeah okay, I'll join.”

Kitayama clapped his hands together, stood up and looked around the room, “Alright, mama's on board! Who else?”

Fujigaya let out another annoyed sigh, “Fine, why not.”

Senga nodded and Nikaido, still looking confused said, “I never said I wouldn't join?”

Kitayama turned his attention to the clingy couple sharing a chair across from him, “Tamamori, Miyata, are you guys in? You've become a boring old married couple!”

“You're just annoyed we haven't called you over for any sex lately,” Tama retorted.

“Well, that too. But mainly I think it'll be fun, guys! Good for our team spirit!”

Tamamori crossed eyes with Miyata for a second before he gave a small nod, “Hohoho, I guess.”

Now that everybody was on board Kitayama immediately pulled out 7 pieces of paper from his pocket, each with a member name on it. He went around the room to let everybody pick a ticket starting with himself and ending with Gaya, “If you pick yourself just pick a new one, we don't want anybody sitting alone in a corner jerking themselves off,” he paused a moment, “well, unless that's your thing, I suppose.”

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A few weeks later the official holidays had past and the night of the Kisumai sex gift exchange had arrived. Kitayama had booked a suite with three bedrooms. All soundproof, so they didn't have to worry about being too loud, and stocked with lube and condoms. The living room area had a table filled with snacks and drinks and a sitting area with two couches and several comfy chairs. Kitayama didn't plan on spending all his energy having mind blowing sex without proper after-sex food and a place to sit.

As soon as they entered Nikaido ran to the table, dropping his bag in the hallway. He gaped at all the food, seemingly forgotten why they were actually there. Tamamori walked past the rest of the group and let himself fall onto one of the couches, “Whoever has Miyata can you please start by putting a dick in his mouth so he'll stop talking to me!”

Before Miyata could make his way over to his boyfriend, (to tell him for the millionth time that he wasn't flirting with the hot guy behind the counter of that Akihabara sex shop), Yokoo grabbed his shirt and started pulling him to the nearest bedroom, “I'm on it!”

The night had begun.

Yokoo & Miyata

Yokoo didn't let go of Miyata's shirt until he'd closed the bedroom door behind them. Kitayama had told everyone beforehand that he'd take care of everything inside the rooms and he'd kept true to his word. The lighting wasn't too bright or too dark. It was just dark enough to make the room feel a bit mysterious and secretive, but bright enough to see the other person clearly. There were large, soft, white bathrobes draped on the chairs in the corners on either side of the room so they wouldn't have to bother putting their clothes back on right away, but also didn't have to walk around naked if they didn't want to. The right nightstand was decked out with what seemed to be several tubes of lubrication and a variety of condoms.

While Yokoo was busy checking out the room for a moment, Miyata stood awkwardly in the same spot Yokoo had put him in.

“Well, this doesn't happen a lot, does it? You and me...me and you...with the sex stuff...”

Yokoo raised an eyebrow listening to Miyata's rambling, “Miyata, are you nervous or something?”

Miyata let out an awkward laugh in response, “No no, not nervous. Well, maybe a little. It's just that...you and I haven't really done much of this kinda stuff together.”

Yokoo gave him a teasing smile as he moved toward him and shortened the distance between their bodies, “That's because we both top. Usually.”

He placed his hands near Miyata's waist and let them slip under his shirt, softly stroking the skin just above the waist of his jeans.

Miyata swallowed and looked at Yokoo, “So...you mean you're going to bottom for me?”

Yokoo pulled Miyata's shirt over his head and lightly pushed him on the bed, “Nope.”

He pulled his own shirt over his head and bent down to kiss Miyata on the lips. Yokoo kissed him with such strength and confidence Miyata's nerves were replaced with arousal.He opened his mouth a little, letting Yokoo's tongue find his own as he allowed himself to be pushed further down on to the bed.

As their tongues kept exploring each other's mouths Yokoo started to open Miyata's belt and unzipped his jeans.“I know Tama told me to put a dick in your mouth, but...” he pulled down Miyata's jeans and boxers to reveal his already half-hard cock. He wrapped one hand around it and gave it a few firm strokes to make it grow before he gave Miyata a crooked smile, “Happy belated holidays,” he said right before wetting his lips and sliding them tightly over Miyata's erection. Miyata let his head fall back with a moan and he automatically reached one hand down to grab a hold of Yokoo's hair. It was quite long right now and Miyata loved how it felt as he ran his fingers through it. But not as as much as he loved the way Yokoo was running his tongue over Miyata's head while using his hand to complete the length.

After a little while Miyata felt Yokoo's other hand patting him on the chest. He peeled his eyes open and looked down at the man currently sucking his dick. Yokoo mumbled something incoherent as he gestured towards the side. Miyata's head was floating a little and he didn't get what Yokoo was trying to say at first, but as he looked over he saw the nightstand. He moved a bit to the side so he could reach and grabbed a tube of lube and a condom.Yokoo used his free hand to gesture for Miyata to hand it to him. Miyata, always willing to help someone out, handed him the lube, only then remembering what Yokoo had said about bottoming. He let out an audible “oh” of realization of what was about to come and looked back at Yokoo whose dark eyes stared right back at him.

With a pop Yokoo pulled his head back and got up long enough to remove the remainder of his own clothes. He flipped the lube open and coated three of his fingers with it. He settled back between Miyata's thighs, pushing them further apart. Miyata couldn't help but shiver a little bit when one of Yokoo's long, lubed up fingers started rubbing his entrance. Yokoo smirked at him, “you really hardly bottom, do you?”

Miyata whimpered in response as Yokoo's finger started to slide inside of him, “I-I'm just so good at topping that we hardly ever switch.” The last word of his joke came out a bit more high pitched than intended when Yokoo slowly added a second finger. He fingered Miyata with his two long fingers for a while before adding the third. When he felt Miyata was prepared enough, (and definitely ready judging by the sounds he was making), he pulled his fingers out and ripped open the condom. He pulled Miyata closer and positioned himself, “Ready?”

Miyata nodded and he bit his lower lip, fighting back a moan, as Yokoo started to push inside. He didn't go too fast, allowing Miyata to thoroughly feel every inch of him slowly filling him up. When he'd pushed himself in completely he stopped moving. Yokoo always felt that the anticipation of getting fucked was one of the best parts about bottoming and he wanted to make sure Miyata learned that too.

Miyata wasn't impatient, he just lay on his back, trying to control his breath, sweat already forming on his warm skin, feeling Yokoo inside of him.

Yokoo could tell Miyata was ready for it, that he was starting to become just a little desperate for it. Every tiny movement he made was rewarded with a reaction from Miyata. A soft moan, a whimper, a sharp inhale of breath. He slowly, slowly, started to pull back, leaving just the tip inside. He waited another moment. Then he pushed back in with one strong thrust. This time he didn't stop. He pushed in and out of Miyata with strong, controlled, movements. Miyata had turned into a pathetic mess beneath him, failing to control the sounds that came out of his mouth. His hands moving from his own chest, to the sides of his face, ending up grabbing fists full of the bedsheets as Yokoo continued to work him.

Miyata opened his eyes to look up at Yokoo, his face serious, hair sticking to his forehead. He'd never seen Yokoo like this before, “This is so hot” he whispered, more to himself than to Yokoo. He must have heard him though, because a seductive smirk appeared across his face. Miyata groaned and let his eyes close again as Yokoo picked up the pace. As Miyata's moans got louder and more frequent Yokoo wrapped one of his hands around his cock, his other hand digging in Miyata's hip, “Can I get a gift too, Miyacchi?”

“hn?” was Miyata's pathetic reply.

“Come for me?”

It didn't take long before he felt Miyata tighten up around him and Miyata's warm release on his hand. Yokoo soon followed him over the edge.

He pulled out and lay down next to Miyata, who still had his eyes closed, a look of pure relaxation on his face.

“Don't tell Tama I didn't put my dick in your mouth.”

Miyata laughed, “There's always next year.”

Kitayama & Fujigaya

Fujigaya followed Miyata and Yokoo with his eyes as they entered one of the bedrooms when an arm loosely wrapped around his shoulder.

“Ready to get your present?”

Fujigaya clicked his tongue in annoyance and shrugged his shoulder so Kitayama's arm fell off.

“Don't tell me you're my secret present giver?”

Kitayama smirked at Gaya's annoyed face and started pushing him towards another bedroom. Before he closed the bedroom door he looked back at the three youngest of the group. Tama on the couch, Nikaido stuffing his face with snacks, and Senga still standing in the hallway. “Come on guys, don't just stand there! Where's your holiday spirit? Start giving and receiving!” He gave them a wink and added, “in case the people you have to give a present to are busy getting sweaty with someone else, find another way to keep yourself busy. I'm sure you'll think of something.”

As soon as he'd closed the door he pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it on the floor. When he moved on to his belt Fujigaya interrupted him.

“So, that's it? Just us having sex? That's my present?”

Kitayama didn't stop and was fully naked by the time Fujigaya finished his sentence.

“You tell me” he said in reply.

“What do you mean?” Fujigaya eyed him suspiciously.

“If just basic sex is what you want that's what you'll get,” he slowly walked closer, “but if you want to have not-so-basic sex, all you need to do is tell me.”

Fujigaya's expression changed from annoyance to intrigue, “What exactly are you saying Mitsu?”

“I thought of the perfect present for you. Not just my dick or my ass or my mouth, but the privilege to boss me around, tell me what to do.”

He got even closer, leaving almost no space between them, and placed one hand on Fujigaya's crotch, “Do you want me to get on my knees and give you the best blow job you've ever had?” He seductively licked his lips, “My mouth is yours.” He lightly rubbed Fujigaya's cock through his jeans, “Do you want to fuck me as hard as you can?” He increased the pressure with which he was teasing Fujigaya's growing erection, “My ass is yours. Do you want me to top instead?” He placed his other hand on Fujigaya's ass and gave it a squeeze, “my dick is yours.”

Fujigaya wrapped his fingers around the wrist of the hand that was rubbing his crotch. He looked at Kitayama with dark eyes and a hint of a smug smile on his face, “What a thoughtful gift Mitsu.”

It didn't take long for Fujigaya to take command of his present. He placed a hand on Kitayama's shoulder and gave him a downward push. “Start by getting on your knees for me.”

Kitayama eagerly obliged and immediately sank down on his knees. Fujigaya opened his own pants, but let Kitayama pull them down, “Use your hands first.”

Kitayama nodded and he kept looking up at him as he brought one hand to Fujigaya's half-hard cock and placed the other on his ass. Fujigaya hated to admit it, but Mitsu knew what he was doing and it didn't take long before he was fully hard.

“Open your mouth.” he commanded.

After wetting his lips Kitayama opened up and moved his mouth over Fujigaya's familiar cock.

“I didn't tell you to move, did I Mitsu?” Fujigaya roughly grabbed a fist full of Kitayama's hair, preventing him from moving his head, and started moving his cock inside his mouth.

Sex between them was never sweet or romantic. It was always a bit rough. He didn't hold back and fucked Kitayama's face in a way he only ever fucked Kitayama. If this was anyone else he'd be worried he was being too rough with the pace he was setting and the hold he had on his hair. Not with him. He always felt a strange level of satisfaction whenever he had Mitsu's mouth around him, especially when he was the one in control. And right now, he was very in control.

Suddenly Gaya pulled his cock out and pulled Mitsu's face away by yanking on his hair, “Get on the bed. Now” he ordered as he released him from his gripand walked toward the night tablethat, just like in the other room, had an ample supply of lube and condoms on it.

Kitayama lay down on his back but Fujigaya shook his head, “Other way, turn around. I feel like I've seen enough of your sex-face for one night.”

Kitayama shrugged and turned around on all fours. He looked back as Fujigaya positioned himself behind him, “I'm ready~” he jokingly said, but Fujigaya wasn't having it, “I'll decide when you're ready.”

Kitayama might be the most experienced of all of them (and that was saying something) but Fujigaya wasn't going to fuck him completely unprepared. That didn't mean he wasn't going to be a little rough about it. He pushed one finger, slick with lube, inside and immediately let a second one join. Kitayama moaned in agreement and pushed his ass towards Fujigaya. He instantly felt a strong hand on his ass, preventing him from moving any closer, “Don't be so eager Mitsu. I'll decide when you get more.”

Luckily for Kitayama, Fujigaya soon decided that the horny man before him could take it and he pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his cock. He pushed inside with one smooth movement.

Kitayama groaned loudly at the sensation. He felt a hard slap land on his right butt cheek.

“Shut up.”

It wasn't that Fujigaya didn't enjoy the sounds Kitayama made, it was just that the sounds he made while trying not to make a sound, the ones he really couldn't help himself from making, were even better. So everytime he let out a moan, whimper, or loud breath Fujigaya let his hand meet the soft flesh of Kitayama's round ass. Seeing as Kitayama quite enjoyed the treatment he was getting he had a hard time controlling his sounds, which resulted in more slaps and a hand roughly grabbing hold of his hair, pulling his head back.

As he sped up his pace and the force of his movements Fujigaya gave up on controlling the sounds Mitsu was making. He kept his hand tightly wrapped in Kitayama's sweaty hair and dug his fingers in his hip with his other hand. Kitayama's ass was still a nice shade of red on several places. He hadn't exactly held back and took pleasure in the fact that the marks he made would last a while.From the desperate sounds he was making he knew Kitayama was close, but he felt like controlling him a bit more. “Don't come yet, Mitsu. Don't come until I tell you to,” he yanked his head back a bit further, “Got it?”

Kitayama let sounds uncontrollably fall from his mouth now. Fujigaya kept fucking him harder, faster, and it felt so good. With every thrust roughly going inside of him, every deliciously painful yank on his hair, and every hard squeeze of the hand Fujigaya had on his hip, it became harder and harder for Kitayama to control his orgasm. He had to wait, he wanted to wait, but he hoped he wouldn't have to wait much longer because the possibility of him loosing his mind came closer by the second. Just when he was about to open his mouth to beg for it (it wouldn't be unlike Gaya to want him to beg), he heard the words that allowed him to disappear in a wave of ecstasy.

“Come. Now”

The pitiful sounds of pleasure that Mitsu was making by themselves were almost enough to get Fujigaya to the point of release, but it was the tightening around him, caused by the other man finally allowed to climax, that sent him over the edge. He allowed his head to fall back as he let his orgasm wash over him. He weakly let go of Kitayama's hair and loosely placed both hands on his hips to keep his balance. He took a moment to catch his breath and sink back into reality before he pulled out.

Kitayama turned around and lay down on his back, his skin covered in a thin layer of sweat. He watched as Fujigaya removed his condom and threw it in the trash. He didn't lay down on the bed next to him. Kitayama hadn't expected him to.

“So, did you like your present?”

“I didn't tell you, you could speak, did I?” was Fujigaya's answer. But he didn't hide his grin, confirming that he'd liked his present very much.

“Gift time is over Gaya” Kitayama said as Fujigaya grabbed one of the bathrobes from one of the chairs. “I'm back to not listening to what you have to say.” He pushed himself up and leaned against the headboard, “Actually...” he continued, “I should say this gift is over. It's time for you to get busy with your other present” he said with a knowing smirk.

“What are you talking about?” Fujigaya said as he checked out his hair in the mirror.

“You don't think it was a coincidence you picked Yokoo, do you? I made sure you picked him.” Kitayama said proudly.

Fujigaya looked at him, not sure what was going on, “Why would you do that?”

“Because I know how in love with him you are and I'm getting sick and tired of you not acting on it!”

Fujigaya wanted to argue, but it was true. It had been for a while.

”So go and fuck his brains out and at the same time convey to him that you want to be grossly in love, hand-holding, making-other-people-sick-with-your-clinginess boyfriends”

It was kind of weird to be told to go and declare your love for another man by the man you just had sex with, but somehow the time seemed right to finally admit how he felt.

“Go! I'm sure they're already done. I can hardly imagine him and Miyata taking longer then us two.”

For a second Fujigaya scrunched up his face at the thought of them together, but then he remember he just had sex himself. Besides, it wasn't like he'd never had sex with Miyata as well, or with Yokoo for that matter.

As Fujigaya walked towards the door Kitayama said to him, “and be sure to invite me for a threesome sometime, okay? As a sign of thanks!”

Fujigaya rolled his eyes, but had to admit to himself that it didn't sound like a bad idea.

Tamamori & Senga & Nikaido (...& Miyata...& a bit of Mitsu)

Yokoo and Miyata disappeared in one bedroom within five minutes of arrival and Kitayama and Fujigaya quickly followed suit. Leaving Tamamori, Senga, and Nikaido alone in the living room area of the suite. Tamamori was quite glad it'd turned out this way. He didn't feel like having sex with Miyata at the moment (because he definitely was flirting with that salesman and enjoying it a bit too much) and he needed both Senga and Nikaido for his gift exchange anyway.

“Nika,” Tamamori said as he sat up on the couch, “stop stuffing your face with food and come get your present.”

A wide happy grin appeared on Nikaido's face, “You have me Tama?” He walked over to the couch and sat down next to Tama, “what do I get?” he said as if he was a little kid getting a Christmas present.

Tamamori turned his head towards the hallway, where Senga was still standing, “Senga! Come here, I'm going to give Nika his present.” Nikaido looked a bit confused at that.

“I figured out Senga had me so I decided it would make sense for us to have a threesome” Tama explained casually.

Senga walked towards the couch and looked at Tamamori with a pout on his face, “I still can't believe you figured it out, I was being so subtle in finding out what you like...”

“I don't think asking to see my browser history and asking my boyfriend what I'm into these days counts as subtle.”

Nikaido interrupted their talk, eager to get his hands, amongst other things, on his presents, “What kind of threesome are we talking about here? Who goes where?”

Tamamori turned his attention away from Senga to look Nikaido in the eye, “Well, since this is your present you can decide the order of things.”

Nikaido weighted his options for a moment, but it wasn't much of a question really. He and Senga had sex on a regular basis, but Tamamori was usually only interested in having Miyata inside of him. Nikaido raised his hand like a student answering a question and declared, “I'm topping Tama! We can figure the rest out as we go.” Tamamori nodded in agreement.

“Shall we move to the bedroom that's still empty?” Senga suggested, but Tamamori shrugged his shoulders, “I say it's up to Nika, but personally I like living room sex.”

“It's not just up to Nika! You're getting a present too you know!” Senga argued, but Nikaido had already started removing his clothes and excitedly yelled out, “Living room it is!” as he threw his shirt over his shoulder and onto the floor. “Come on guys! Get naked!” Nikaido yelled out in excitement. He really did feel like a kid on Christmas morning getting ready to unwrap his presents. Well, maybe not exactly like that, but he eagerly anticipated what was about to happen on this couch. Tamamori and Senga, with help from Nikaido who was naked in the blink of an eye, took of their clothes, turning the floor into a messy sea of fabric.

Just as Nikaido started to wonder where they were going to get lube and condoms he spotted some on the end-table next to one of the couches. Of course there were.

“Nikaido!” Tamamori said, “How do you want me?” He sat down with his knees on the seating and his hands on the back of the couch, his ass facing Nikaido and Senga who were both standing in front of the couch, “like this?”

Nikaido held out his hands in the shape of a square, squeezing one eye shut as if he was planning to take a picture of Tamamori's round butt, “looks good Tama!” Nikaido grabbed a bottle of lube and got closer to Senga, “Whisper in my ear what you have planned for Tama, okay? I'll make sure you get a chance to give it to him during.”

Senga let out an embarrassed giggle as he leaned over to whisper in Nikaido's ear. Tama looked over his shoulder in an attempt to hear, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Annoyed he wiggled his ass to get their attention, “Stop whispering about me!”

Nikaido didn't reply but he opened a bottle of lube and took hold of one of Senga's hands, “Help me and Tama get ready?” He let the lube run over Senga's thin fingers and rubbed them with his own to warm them up. Tamamori let out a soft high pitched noise as Nikaido led Senga's first finger to his entrance. Nikaido let go of Senga's hand that was starting to work open Tamamori and moved Senga's other hand to his own cock.

Senga didn't really need any guidance when it came to Nikaido, he naturally wrapped his fingers around him and started to work him to full erection. Nikaido placed his left hand behind Senga's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He could feel the vibration of Senga's moan as he pushed his tongue passed his lips. Nikaido placed his other hand firmly on Tama's right butt cheek. He could feel Tama pushing back against Senga's fingers. Nikaido almost wished he could split himself in two so that he could watch the three of them, because if it looked anything like it felt they were sure to look amazing. Tamamori getting fingered by Senga who simultaneously worked Nikaido's hard-on while their tongues were engaged in a shuffle of saliva, one of his hands digging in the flesh of Tama's ass, the other in Senga's hair. Yes, he really wished he could see that.

Senga pulled back only far enough to whisper in Nikaido's ear, “He's ready.” Nikaido replied with a nod and a half-smile. He removed his grip from Tama's ass and bent backwards to reach the condoms on the end-table next to the couch, “oooh there's ribbed ones as well, Tama! Can I use one of those?” Tamamori let out an agreeing, “y-yeah” as Senga pulled his fingers out to make room for Nikaido who positioned himself behind Tamamori. He put the ribbed condom on, took hold of Tamamori's hips and started to push inside. A low moan falling from his lips as he did.

Nikaido closed his eyes for a moment to revel in the way Tamamori felt around him, “I can see why Miyata doesn't wanna share you too much Tama. You have one fine ass”

He started to move and he peeled his eyes open, finding Senga close by, looking at him as if to ask what he wanted him to do next. Nikaido smiled at him, “Senga, I think it's time you give Tama your present,” he temporarily released one hand from Tama's hip to pull Senga closer, “but don't completely forget about me when you're down there, okay?” He gave Senga's lips a quick lick before returning his hand to Tamamori's eagerly moving hips.

Tamamori was so engulfed in Nikaido's strong thrusts, that sent waves of pleasure up his spine, that he was only vaguely aware of Senga disappearing for a moment. He, however, became very aware of his return as he felt a wet tongue starting to play with his cock. He inhaled sharply when Senga didn't waste any time and took him all in at once. A few strong head movements and tongue twirls was all he got though, before Senga pulled back again, “h-hey,” Tamamori whimpered.

“Don't worry Tama,” Nikaido said as he bent down to nip at his ear, “he was just warming up a bit.”

As he said it Tamamori made a wonderful high pitched noise. Senga had moved up a little higher and was sucking on his balls. Tamamori bit his lower lip in pleasure at the sensation of it. This, however, also didn't last long, “Dammit Senga! Stop stopping!”

He could hear Senga giggle as he placed a hand softly around his erection, keeping it steady, “So impatient,” he said and he started to slide on the black cock ring he'd gotten him. This one had special stimulation nubs to tease Tama's balls (and Senga knew for a fact this would be a new sensation for Tama. He asked Miyata if they ever used this type of cock ring before). He finished carefully placing the ring in place and took a moment to marvel at the sight before he started licking his tongue up and down Tamamori's, extra stimulated, shaft. Tamamori's body involuntarily twitched a little, getting used to the new sensation. He let out small moans and whimpers as he continued to be worked at by Nikaido and Senga. Everything felt so good.

The position they were in required some creativity from Senga's end, but he was quite flexible and managed to get between Tama and the couch and put his blow job skills to good use. Meanwhile he moved one hand up the back of Nikaido's leg, letting it land on his ass. Nikaido smirked as he felt Senga starting to stimulate his entrance.

They continued like this for a little while before one of the bedroom doors opened. Not that any of them noticed. Fujigaya, dressed in a bathrobe, walked out. He took a moment to see what was going on in the living room, “Couldn't you guys have gone to a bedroom? This is a common area.” he said, but he didn't seem to pay anymore attention to them as he went to inspect the door of the other occupied bedroom.

Kitayama also peeked his head out of the bedroom door and smirked as he saw three of his band members going at it. Unlike Gaya, he had no problem with this being a common area and he settled in one of the comfy chairs close to the couch that was a mess of flesh and moans. It gave him a perfect view of Nikaido pounding Tamamori's ass while Senga was working his mouth and fingers on both of them. As if he hadn't just had pretty intense sex he felt that the interest of his cock was easily awoken by the sight.

Miyata walked out, he hadn't bothered with a bathrobe. As if by instinct Tamamori opened his eyes, his skin glowing with sweat, “M-miyata, come here”

“But I have to give my present to Sen-chan...” Miyata wasn't sure if his boyfriend was still mad at him.

“Fuck Miyata, you can do that later!” Tama let out a soft whimper as Senga pressed his tongue against the spot just below the head of his cock, “Besides, Senga's busy. Come here...please.” In that moment Tamamori honestly didn't care about anything else but making sure Miyata became a part of the mind-blowing sex he was currently engaged in.

There was something strangely arousing about seeing his boyfriend getting fucked like this and he figured it wouldn't take him long to get his erection back. But Tamamori didn't feel like waiting. The moment Miyata got close enough Tamamori opened his mouth and used his tongue to guide Miyata's half-hard cock inside his mouth. In a few moments he felt it grow to full length inside his mouth. Nikaido moaned at the sight of Tamamori's bobbing head and increased the power behind his thrusts a bit more, forcing Tama to roughly keep the same pace with his blow job. Nikaido peeked over to the side where he met eyes with Kitayama who was touching himself, “Like what you see, Mitsu?” he asked teasingly. He only got a wide grin in response, but that said enough.

Nikaido couldn't hold out much longer and he was pretty sure Tamamori and Senga were just as close. He took in every sensation, going in and out of Tamamori with the ribbed condom, Senga's fingers, the look on Miyata's face as Tamamori sucked him off, the wet sounds Senga was making below him, the watchful eyes from across the room. He increased his force for a few final hard thrusts before he finally let go of his orgasm with a loud moan.

Tamamori and Miyata followed simultaneously almost immediately after Nikaido. Tamamori's climax was so intense it almost felt surreal. He felt like he was floating and it took him a moment to come back down to earth. He put down his head on the back of the couch, the taste of Miyata still on his tongue and vaguely aware of the lingering sensation caused by the cock ring still wrapped around him. He hadn't even noticed that Senga pulled his head back right as he was about to come, causing him to spill everything on his face. A conscious choice made by Senga, he enjoyed getting a little dirty when it came to sex. He'd let out a high pitched whimper as he felt his orgasm wash over him just as he felt Tamamori's warmth spread on his face.

Kitayama took the nearest box of tissues he could find to clean his hand and looked at the people on the couch currently disentangling their bodies with a weird sense of pride. He hadn't even gotten his own present yet.

Fujigaya & Yokoo

Fujigaya entered the bedroom, a small gift bag is his hand. He found Yokoo tidying the bed. He still saw a glistering of sweat on his skin from his gift exchange with Miyata. He quietly put his gift down and walked over to him to hug him from behind, nipping at his neck. “Shower with me?” He asked with a soft voice.

Yokoo smiled as he replied, “Are you my present-giver?”

Fujigaya didn't reply right away, instead he placed a few kisses on Yokoo's neck and shoulders, “Come on. I want to shower together before I give you my present.”

Yokoo let out a soft pleased moan at the kisses being placed on his neck, “It's been a while since we did anything like this...it's nice.”

“Yeah?” Fujigaya took Yokoo by the hand and led him towards the bathroom, “Let's make it nicer.”

Fujigaya turned on the warm water of the shower and he felt Yokoo's arm wrap around him from behind, returning the favor of soft kisses in his neck. He turned around in his arms, wrapping his own around Yokoo's neck as he brought their lips together. He let out a surprised moan when his back came into contact with the cold tiles of the bathroom wall. Yokoo softly pushed him against it as he deepened their kiss. He'd missed these lips on his, it had been too long. Their kisses quickly went from soft and sweet to wet and slightly desperate. Fujigaya buried his fingers in Yokoo's hair as their tongues quickly found each other. One of Yokoo's hands was placed on the wall behind them (if he wasn't so turned on he might laugh at the fact he was basically doing a kabedon) and the other on Fujigaya's soft hip.

Fujigaya knew he had to pull back now or he wouldn't even last long enough to do the actual gift exchange. So he softly tugged on Yokoo's hair, making them break the connection between their mouths, “Let's finish showering and move back to the bed, okay?”

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“Just lie down and relax,” Fujigaya said as he walked over to get his gift from the floor. From the bag he pulled a small box. He walked over to the bed and climbed on top of Yokoo who was waiting for him.

“Don't I get to open my own present?” he asked as he softly placed his hands on Fujigaya's hips, stroking him with his thumbs. Fujigaya smiled down at him, “it's better to feel it, I think. Close your eyes for a bit.”

Yokoo did as he was told. He heard the sound of a bottle cap opening and Fujigaya rubbing his hands together. His hands came down to rub on Yokoo's chest. He inhaled in surprise. Fujigaya's hands weren't warm like he'd expected them to be, they were cool and whatever he'd rubbed on his hands left a tingling sensation on his skin. He heard another bottle opening and he felt Fujigaya move a little. When he came down and rubbed their chests together a warm sensation mixed with the cool tingling sensation that was already on his skin, creating a whole new sensation. This wasn't just body heat. Fujigaya placed a kiss on his lips and Yokoo opened his eyes to look at him, “Do you like that?”

Yokoo nodded, “What is it?”

“Two special kind of lubricants that when you mix them together create an extra special sensation,” he slowly rubbed their chest together again, “I really wanted to try it with you.”

After placing another, slightly longer, kiss on Yokoo's lips he sat back up, “Ready to try it in other places?” he said with a charming smile and handed him one of the bottles, “Apply it on me?”

Yokoo covered his fingers in the cool, tingling, lube and made Fujigaya moan and whimper in the hottest way possible as he worked him open. He joined him with his own sounds when Fujigaya placed his beautiful fingers, covered in the warm lube, on his cock.

“I didn't plan on using a condom,” Fujigaya said between moans, “is that okay?”

“More than okay,” Yokoo replied, lust and anticipation dripping from his voice.

Fujigaya made sure to keep their eyes connected as he slowly lowered himself over Yokoo, mixing the two sensations together. It was a lot more intense than it had been on their chests and they almost simultaneously let out a long moan of pleasure, closing their eyes for a moment. Yokoo was sure to open his eyes again though. He didn't want to miss a second of the beautiful man on top of him. He bit his lower lip as Fujigaya started moving his hips, “You look amazing Taisuke.”

Fujigaya knew he looked amazing like this, but Yokoo's words still sent butterflies to his stomach...and his cock, ”So do you, Watta.”

Yokoo chuckled slightly, “I don't know about that.”

“You do” Fujigaya replied, with more breath than words, and he started to move his hips a little faster.

He felt Yokoo place his cool hands on them as he moved. The invigorating sensations they were creating together was like nothing either of them had ever felt before. Fujigaya wasn't sure if it was all thanks to the special lubes, but he liked to think that he wouldn't be able to make the same kind of passion with someone else.

“Taisuke” Yokoo said with a deep, soft voice, “come closer to me.”

Fujigaya bent over and softly pressed their lips together. Yokoo shifted his hips to get a better angle and started to match Gaya's movements with his own. Fujigaya wrapped one hand around the side of Yokoo's face while he used the other to steady himself against the wall. As opposed to the rough sex he'd just had with Kitayama this was softer, more intimate. He just wanted to melt together with Yokoo and he deepened their kiss in an effort to feel even closer to him. In that moment he wouldn't have been able to notice if the ceiling had come crashing down. He only felt Yokoo's body, his cock inside of him, his hands on his hips, his mouth on his own, their soft moans and unsteady breathing blending together.

“I love you,” he whispered. He hadn't meant to say it, but the feeling was so overwhelming it just slipped out. No going back now, he thought as he looked him in the eyes, “I love you Watta. I'm in love with you.”

Their movements stopped for a moment, but they kept their faces close together.

“I know this isn't the best time to confessing to you and like this and I'm sorry but...” he was interrupted by soft lips pressing on his own, “Taisuke...” Yokoo said softly, “it's the perfect time.” They smiled at each other.

”Taisuke, fuck” Yokoo stammered as Gaya suddenly began moving again, riding him harder than before. Yokoo got a hand in between them to wrap around Fujigaya's erection. It didn't take long before he felt his warm release covering his hand and their stomachs. Still floating on an orgasmic cloud of pleasure he felt Yokoo come inside of him. He placed their sweaty foreheads together as they both worked on catching their breath.

Fujigaya felt a hand stroking his hair as he laid down his head on Yokoo's chest, “I love you too, Taisuke.”

Miyata & Senga

They'd taken a few moments to relax after their initial gift exchanges. Senga was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch, when Miyata reached out his hand, “Come on, it's time for a bath.”

Miyata let the bath fill with warm water as he showed Senga the present he'd gotten him, “So you just add it to the warm water and the whole bath turns into a nice smelling lube-like substance” he explained, “I was worried it wouldn't arrive in time since they were out of stock for a while at the store I usually go to, to buy stuff like this. Luckily the guy who works there was able to find some extra stock after calling around a bit for me.”

Senga grinned as they carefully stepped into the, not yet lubrified, water, “Is that they guy you were flirting with that made Tama mad?” he teased.

“I was not flirting with him!” he opened the bottle and squeezed an amount in the water, using his hands to spread it around, “well, maybe a little.” He ran his hand through the water in fascination as it was changing to a slippery wetness, “but only so he was a bit more willing to help me get your present.”

Senga got closer to Miyata who had his back against the back of the tub, “Well, I appreciate all the trouble you went through to get this slightly weird gift for me.”

“It's not weird!” Miyata said slightly miffed, but he had to admit it was a pretty weird sensation this lube bath. Their bodies were sliding against each other, wet and slippery, giving a whole new feeling to their warm skin. They couldn't help but laugh as body parts kept slipping and sliding.

“Come here,” Miyata said and he firmly grabbed Senga's hips to steady him on top of him. Wrapping one arm around his waist, to make sure he wouldn't slide away again due to all the lube water, he easily slipped one finger inside of Senga. Senga let out a high long moan. As lubed up as they were and as turned on as Senga was it didn't take long before Miyata was able to slip in more fingers. As Miyata skillfully worked his fingers inside him, Senga made some of the hottest sounds he'd ever heard. High pitched and without control, moaning and whimpering. It was obvious Senga had been craving some anal attention.

“Need you...inside...now” Senga moan whispered in Miyata's ear. Miyata let his fingers slip out and he made sure to hold on to him so he wouldn't slip when Senga went to position himself better on Miyata's lap, Senga making sure to hold onto Miyata's shoulders. Miyata moved to grab a condom (they seriously seemed to be everywhere in this place), but Senga stopped him, “C...can we do it without?”

Miyata returned his hand to Senga's hip and nodded.

“Be careful, it's slippery” Miyata said.

“It's fine” Senga replied. He lowered himself on Miyata's cock, making both of them moan. Miyata low and soft, Senga high pitched and with no concern for being quiet.It took quite some skill to successfully move on top of Miyata in the warm slippery water, but luckily Senga had plenty of experience keeping his balance. Miyata had been a little worried that this much lube would dull the sensation, but it didn't.

The slippery wetness of the warm water combined with the strong sensual smell caused him to feel a little light-headed as Senga rode him like this wasn't his first time taking a lube bath. Light-headed but amazing. Judging by the sounds he was making Senga felt the same way. Miyata removed one hand from Senga's hips to grab a fist full of his hair and pull him down for a sloppy, wet kiss. Senga moaned in his mouth and placed both of his hands on the sides of Miyata's neck, giving him more control of their kisses. Their kisses were wet and slippery just like the rest of their sex-play, mouths barely closing, just their heavy tongues licking at each other. Miyata also made sure to get a taste of Tama that Senga didn't actually clean from his face yet. He lowered his hand again, but instead of returning it to Senga's hip wrapped it around Senga's desperate erection.

Their kissing made way for moaning and panting as Senga rested his forehead against Miyata's and picked up the pace of his movements. Miyata followed suit by moving his hand with the same speed. It didn't take long for both of them to reach their climax, their sounds of pleasure echoing off ofthe bathroom walls.

Senga rested his head on Miyata's shoulder for a moment. He needed to catch his breath before he could move up high enough to let Miyata slip out of him.

“I never needed a shower after a bath this much before” Senga whispered in Miyata's ear with a smile.

Miyata laughed, “yeah, me neither.”

Nikaido & Kitayama

A few days before this night Kitayama had found an envelope in his bag after work. Inside he found a black blindfold and a note. Wear this when you're ready to get your present. At the time he hadn't been sure who it came from, but as this night had progressed only one person remained.

“Oi Nika!” Mitsu shouted across the room to Nikaido who was still sweating from his session with Tama and Senga.“When are you going to give me my present?”

Nikaido looked at Kitayama with that dumbfounded look he sometimes had, mouth hanging open and eyes looking confused, “W-what? No no, it's not me!”

Kitayama gave him a look that said he knew he was lying, but he didn't push it. Instead he got up and walked towards the bedroom that hadn't been used so far. He let the blindfold dangle on one of his fingers as he walked passed Nikaido. “I'll be waiting,” he said with a wink.

“It's not me!” Nikaido yelled at him before Kitayama disappeared inside the room.

Tamamori looked at Nikaido and couldn't help but laugh a little at Nikaido's confused face, “Why do you look so confused? You are the one who has Kitayama, right?

Nikaido gaped at Tama, “How come he knows? How come you know? I didn't say anything!”

Tama shrugged his shoulders, “Most other people are done or currently engaged in their present exchanges, it's not that hard to figure out,” he looked around to find a blanket or something to snuggle under, “Besides, does it really matter? Just go in there and give it to him”

“It does matter!” Nikaido exclaimed, “he wasn't supposed to know who it was, that's why I gave him the blindfold. To, you know, add to the sensation.”

“Well, he knows now,” he said as he led out a loud yawn, “like it matters...Kitamitsu is a slut who likes everything anyway.”

Nikaido nodded slightly before suddenly jumping up with a determined look on his face, “Okay! I'm just going to pretend he doesn't know and proceed as planned!” He marched towards the hallway where he'd put his bag, picked it up, and kept on marching to the bedroom.

“Maybe you could wear you're Spider-man outfit!” Tamamori yelled at him from the couch, but Nikaido ignored him and carefully opened the bedroom door and went inside.

Kitayama was laying on the bed with the blindfold on, arms and legs spread out, completely naked, knowing no shame. Nikaido closed the door and softly approached the bed. He put his bag down on the floor on the left side of the bed and zipped it open.

At the sound of the zipper Kitayama sat up and turned his head towards where the sound had come from, “Nika, is that you? Do I still need the blindfold? I already know it's you.”

Nikaido didn't say anything. Instead he took out a pair of fluffy red handcuffs and got on the bed. He positioned himself on top of Kitayama and pushed him on his back. Kitayama raised his hands to grab a hold of Nikaido's waist, but immediately felt the other's hand on his wrist, pulling him away. He felt the softness of the handcuffs wrap around it.

“Fluffy handcuffs?” Kitayama smiled, “Nika, how sort of kinky of you”

Nikaido, still not saying a word, took Kitayama's other hand from his waist and locked them together with the cuffs. He pushed them out of the way above his head.

“I like where this is going” Kitayama said with a smirk.

Nikaido climbed off of Kitayama's lap and off of the bed to return to his bag.

“Where are you going?” He didn't get a reply. “Nika, are you really not going to say anything?”

Kitayama was convinced the one playing with him was Nikaido, but his silence was actually starting to work for him. He knew it was Nikaido, but the fact that Nikaido, who was usually quite vocal during sex, didn't say anything, didn't give him any hint as what was to come next, had Kitayama anticipating any and every move he made. Coupled with the loss of his vision and ability to move his hands was seriously working on Kitayama's level of arousal.

He unwillingly let out a small yelp of surprise when he felt a warm wetness suddenly making its way softly from his right hip to his belly button. Nikaido's tongue barely touched the warm sensitive skin as he circled around it. The sensation sent small jolts of pleasure to Kitayama's cock, but it wasn't enough. Every lick was almost right, almostenough to be a real sensation. Kitayama let out small impatient whimpers, signaling to Nikaido that he wanted more. Nikaido wasn't planning on giving in that easy. He was the one in control here.

After what seemed like forever to Kitayama, Nikaido finally moved his tongue lower. He traced a path down from his belly button to his left inner thigh. He used a bit more pressure this time and added a few soft kisses as he got closer to, but never touching, Kitayama's growing erection. Nikaido felt quite proud that Kitayama was already this hard without making any direct contact with his cock.

A sound that was a mixture of surprise, pain and pleasure involuntary left Kitayama's mouth.

“D-did you just bite me?” he wasn't mad, he was pleasantly surprised by this side of Nikaido that he'd never seen before. He mentally cursed the blindfold from preventing him from actually seeing it now as well. Nikaido smirked proudly as he looked at the bite mark he'd left on Kitayama's inner thigh. He covered the spot with a few soft kisses and started to work his way up again. He was just getting started.

His kisses weren't soft and slow anymore. He was rougher, harder. In some places he took a little extra time, sucking harder on the skin, leaving a trail of dark red spots on Mitsu's stomach as he worked his way up to his nipples. Kitayama had been releasing soft noises of pleasure as Nikaido was sucking his skin and biting him softly, sometimes not so softly. He let out a real moan when Nikaido closed his mouth over one of his nipples and sucked hard.

“Damn Nikaido, have you been practicing? I don't recall you being this good with your mouth.” He moaned again as Nikaido sucked extra hard and sunk his hands in the flesh of his sides. Nikaido gave his nipple one more rough lick before he placed his mouth over the other side, leaving this nipple red and swollen.

The nipple got the same treatment and by the time Nikaido removed his mouth Kitayama's nipples were as hard and sensitive as they'd ever been. Nikaido's warmth again momentarily left him. When he returned it was accompanied by a pinch on his left nipple and a surge of pleasurable pain that shot through his body. A second one followed as another clamp was placed on his other nipple.

“Wow Nika, you're getting all kinds of kinky tonight,” Kitayama said with a voice that sounded like he was barely keeping it together already. A moan that was more breath than sound passed Kitayama's lips as Nikaido slowly turned on the nipple vibrators he'd placed on him. He removed himself from the bed to look at Mitsu squirm with pleasure as he controlled the intensity.

Even though Kitayama was thoroughly enjoying this, his need for some attention to be paid to his crotch was growing painfully large. “N-nika, come on man, I'm desperate here. Don't forget the rest of me.”

Nikaido left the vibrators on the lowest setting as he took out a mouth gag from his bag. When he was about to place it, the ball of the gag already touching Kitayama's lips softly, he realized a fault in his plan. He didn't want to leave Kitayama without his sight, hands, and his voice without permission. Luckily Kitayama was no stranger to the thing he briefly felt touch his lips, “Nika? It's okay. You know me well enough, I trust you.” and he opened his mouth for him.

Kitayama, now only able to moan against the ball in his mouth, felt a strong arm wrap around his waist. With a powerful jerk he got flipped over on his stomach. The same strong hands grabbed his hips and pulled them up. Kitayama settled on his knees and elbows, back arched. He heard the other man rip open a condom. He felt the mattress dip as Nikaido positioned himself behind him. Kitayama felt a soft hand run over the spot on his ass that Gaya had taken a particular liking to earlier. He supposed it was still a little red. Nikaido sank his teeth into the redness, making sure Fujigaya wasn't the only one leaving marks on this ass tonight. He gave him a similar mark on the other side to match before he started pushing inside. Mitsu was still ready enough from the last round and Nikaido didn't feel like he needed to take it slow. In fact, he was pretty sure Kitayama didn't want him to.

He pushed inside with one strong movement and immediately set a high pace with his hips.

Kitayama felt like he was floating in a wonderful sphere of pleasure and pain. His hands slightly uncomfortable, the clamps still vibrating on his raw nipples, his voice restricted by the ball in his mouth, Nikaido working him with steady, powerful thrusts.

He didn't want to make a sound, even though Kitayama had known from the beginning it was him, but it felt too good. Soft, low moans escaped him as he got closer to the edge. The sounds went straight to Kitayama's cock and Nikaido felt him tighten around him for a second everytime he allowed another sound to fall from his lips. Nikaido bent over and wrapped his long, slender fingers over Kitayama's erection. Kitayama would've yelled out “Fuck yes!” if it hadn't been for the gag. The attention paid to his cock had been almost painfully infrequent tonight, but all the other sensations and Nikaido's wonderful fingers wrapping around him now, more than made up for that.

With his powerful strokes and thrusts Nikaido pulled Kitayama along in the wave of ecstasy he felt was about to wash over him. Forgetting everything, he moaned and breathed heavily at the point of climax. When his head returned to reality he felt his hand was sticky with Kitayama's own climax and he pulled back satisfied at the present he gave him. Kitayama rolled on his back and let Nikaido remove everything from him. First the clamps, then the gag, the handcuffs, and, finally, the blindfold. Nikaido gave Kitayama a small smile, “surprise..!”

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Nikaido and Kitayama were the last two to finish their gift exchange and when they went back into the living room found the others all sitting there. Miyata, Senga, and Tamamori on one couch, discussing the wonders of cock rings and lube baths, and Yokoo and Fujigaya quietly sharing one of the big comfy chairs. Yokoo had his arms wrapped around Fujigaya who looked like a shy school girl. Kitayama made a mental note to suggest a high school role playing game to Yokoo at some point as he sat down on the other couch. Nikaido squeezed himself on the couch that already had three people on it, eager to join the conversation.

For a moment Kitayama observed his band members. They all looked tired, but in a relaxed kind of way. The mood was cheerful, peaceful. His thoughts of self-praise for suggesting this night were interrupted when a piece of food was thrown in his face.

“Don't look so smug.” Tamamori said.

Kitayama picked up the food from his chest and put it in his mouth, “I'm not smug. I was just thinking what an excellent night this has been and that the person who suggested it must be a pretty awesome guy.”

Miyata and Senga laughed, Yokoo shook his head with a smile, Tamamori and Fujigaya rolled their eyes, and Nikaido nodded in agreement.

Kitayama wondered if he could convince them to give each other presents for Valentine's...and Easter...maybe Halloween...but he would start thinking about that some other time. For now he just wanted to enjoy this moment.