The Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Kink Meme 3!
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Giotto couldn’t help but pet Tsuna’s hair lightly with a soft, fond smile on his face. He’d just known that Tsuna would be a natural. It just took the right coaxing.
“On your knees,” Giotto whispered to Gokudera, thrusting his hips into Tsuna and causing the incoherent boy to rock and gasp.
Gokudera stared wide-eyed at Giotto for a second, before obeying the order and dropping to his knees. Giotto moved to the edge of the bed and placed Tsuna’s straining manhood before Gokudera’s stunned face.
“I don’t think further instruction is necessary,” Giotto stated, and Gokudera nodded, licking his lips for a second before pulling the other boy’s pulsing cock into his mouth and closing his eyes in wonder.
Tsuna howled like a cat in water, bucking his hips and sending his cock tunneling down Gokudera’s throat - who gagged for a second and pulled back.
“Please… please, please, please, please!” Tsuna sobbed, reaching out for whatever it was that had left his cock only seconds before, to tangle in a strangely-familiar pigmented hair and his cloud-like trance of the last few minutes broke when he realized precisely whose hair he was touching.
“Nnngh!” he didn’t have a lot of time to think, or object, however, because Giotto started thrusting again - hitting him ‘just right’ every time - and Gokudera took his cock into his mouth once more.
Tsuna lay there, completely frozen by the pleasure of it all, his body shaking and sweating while his mouth let out little mewls and squeaks along with throaty moans and hollers… sounds he would be horrified to hear himself make, but just didn’t give a shit about in the present.
It only took about thirty seconds of the dual stimulation for Tsuna to lose his control, snap, and pour his seed down Gokudera’s waiting throat.
He collapsed almost instantly, enfolded in Giotto’s arms and was dragged back onto the bed.
“Gokudera, strip,” Giotto ordered as he pet the exhausted body of his student and smiled fondly at the boy’s dazed expression.
Gokudera needed no further encouragement, pulling off all of his clothing, slipping off all but his Vongola ring and then waited by the bed for further instruction.
“Up, by the headboard,” Giotto declared and Gokudera followed once more, squirming into place and leaning heavily against the wood, panting and eager for what was about to come next.
“Mmmm…” Tsuna moaned as he slowly started to regain conscious thought. The feeling of someone petting him felt great, along with the feeling of something still filling him. Strange how a sensation that freaked him out only a few minutes ago felt so… right.
“Tsuna… it’s time for you to learn the other half of intercourse,” Giotto said, whispering the words into his ear. The man’s hips were still moving, gently stroking his insides but deliberately avoiding his prostrate.
“…kay…” Tsuna said dreamily and looked up to the headboard, where his second-in-command and best friend lay. His mind registered the teen, but didn’t really click with the reality of seeing his friend naked. He allowed Giotto to move him forward, moaning as the sliding brought the man’s cock in touch with his prostrate.
“Alright… now we use this,” Giotto reached over and pulled a jar of lubrication he’d selected and placed it beside Tsuna’s hand, “to lubricate, which will allow for stretching and further penetration.”
The harsh gasp of the teen at the head of the bed was matched evenly by the moan Tsuna released.
“I-I… get to…?” Tsuna said, his eyes sparkling with wonder and then closing again briefly as Giotto bumped his prostrate again.
“Before you can enter a male body, you must make sure that it is properly prepared. Dip your fingers into the lubricant,” Giotto stated, showing Tsuna and then guiding the boy’s still-shaking digits to the solution. They swirled their fingers in the oily stuff for a second before removing them and Giotto slid forward a bit further, lining them up properly with Gokudera’s spread legs.
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