[Sakuraibamoto] Phone Call
TITLE: Phone Call
PAIRING: Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki; Matsumoto Jun/Aiba Masaki, Matsumoto Jun/Sakurai Sho (Sakuraibamoto OT3)
RATING: NC-17 (phone sex 'threesome')
LENGTH: 2,792 words
DISCLAIMER: I own not Arashi and never will.
SUMMARY: When Arashi gets a few days off work, Jun decides to have a drinking session with Aiba so he wouldn't feel so lonely with Sho off on vacation. It turns out, Jun didn't need to do so after all.
PRE-NOTES: I find it ironic my longest fic so far turned out to be on a prompt I least expected myself to write about. I hope I do this prompt justice. xD
Happy reading~!
Jun's jaw could only drop at the sight before him. He was simply looking for Aibachan, whom he remembered to have fallen asleep on the sofa beside him, but he didn't expect to find him like this--lying spread out on the bed, stark naked, legs wide open with his hands in places he can't really see but can definitely infer where. He cried unintelligible moans to a phone by his ear.
What the hell was happening?
A few hours earlier, Jun and Aiba had arrived at the latter's apartment with dozens of beer. They were to have a drinking session. The whole Arashi had finally been given some few days off work, and the two decided to spend the first night of it as such. Sho wasn't around, having planned a trip to another country beforehand and left that morning. So, as kind as Jun is, he brought it upon himself to be responsible for Aiba while the rapper was gone, to not make him feel too lonely. Thus, the drinking and sleeping over at Aiba's plans were made.
But this.
This was utterly not part of the plan.
"S-shochan" Jun heard, snapping out of his flashback. Beyond the crack of the door, he saw the usually cheery man, now just a moaning, groaning, whimpering being, drunk and wanton, moaning into the receiver as he pumped his erection up and down at a set pace.
"Hmm, Masaki…" A voice like Sho's except noised by static sounded through the phone. Despite the distance, the phone sounded barely enough for Jun to hear. "You love that speed, don't you? The friction makes you feel it more." After a long, loud groan, "Are you coming for me?"
Damn that Aiba. Was Sho actually on loudspeaker?
"S-soo-ngh--soon," the moaning mass groaned, toes curling against the sheets as his back arched from the pleasure, digging his head deeper into the mattress.
"Good boy," Sho groaned, "But I want to feel you more. Let me trail my hand along your torso, slowly, slowly sliding up to your nipples." And Aiba did just that. His free hand, one that just clutched onto the bed sheets earlier, slowly crept up from the inside of his thighs up to his sticky, sweaty torso, pace steady, tormentingly slow, rising to his nipples.
Then, as if on cue, as if he could see Aiba right then about to reach for his rose buds, Sho groaned loud on the phone, "Squeeze them hard, just like you want."
"Ah," escaped Aiba's lips as he thrust into his hand faster. "Sh-shochan's--Shochan's teeth."
A chuckle came through the phone. "Yes, I'm biting you right now. Licking and sucking your nipple, one side to the other."
"Sho, Sho-cha--ngh," Aiba chanted like a prayer as he blindly continued to follow the instructions.
Jun couldn't believe what he was seeing, but what completely baffled him in disbelief was the fact that he couldn't look away. Aiba Masaki, simply moaning wantonly without another care in the world as he followed Sho's instructions, touching himself as if it was the rapper's thick fingers that wrapped around him and glided along his skin. It made Jun feel his own pants starting to feel tighter.
Lost in trying to figure out what to do--should he leave, should he stay--Jun couldn't keep his balance anymore and fell forward to the floor.
The door creaked open, and a loud thump sounded through the room.
"E-eh?" escaped the moaning man's mouth, lethargically looking to the source, completely sensing no alarm. He didn't notice the phone fall from between his ear and his shoulder. "Jun-kun?" he innocently asked amidst short puffs of air, "what are you…"
Jun gulped, nervous, unknowing what to do. He slowly tried to sit up, only to have his eyes meet the wanton, dark brown eyes. Seeing it at a closer distance only sucked him into lust even harder. He eyed the sensual man's malicious face to his pumping erection. Only then did Aiba realize how embarrassing his state was. "Ah! D-d-don't look at me, Jun-kun." He cried, a bit of a moan mixing in. He couldn't stop.
Crying like a virgin. Moaning like a woman. A man's writhing body. But right at that moment, Aiba Masaki looked so much more tempting, so much more wanton, so much more delicious than anyone the youngest had slept with. He couldn't take it anymore.
"Sho-san," Jun spoke earnestly, loud enough to reach the phone speaker. Before speaking, he was already standing at the foot of the bed, ready to kneel atop it. "would you like me to help?"
Another chuckle came through the phone after moments of silence. Then, a serious tone came through, "Touch him."
Jun obliged, of course, though a little bit shocked Sho agreed so easily. Before doing anything, he stared into the sensual man's eyes, trying to sense if what he would do was really okay with him. Drunk from beer and lust as he was, his character to care for others did not fade. The youngest observed in the sensual man's eyes that he was feeling a bit scared, but seeing how his gaze made the sensual man pump his erection faster, Jun could tell the sensual man really didn't mind.
He pulled his mouth to a smirk, delighted both parties were willing to welcome him. Then, he started.
The youngest slowly slid the back of his fingers along the sensual man's right leg as he crept up into bed. His gaze stayed glued to the sensual man's eyes, earnest, determined, ever so loving. Watching the youngest's expression and feeling the coolness of the his long fingers against his skin, Aiba suddenly felt pleasure pool around his stomach. His sight flashed white as he screamed with all his might.
"Came so soon? And Jun hasn't even started with you." The phone sounded a chuckle.
Jun glanced down at Aiba's crotch, "It's still leaking Sho-san."
"Of course, Masaki isn't the type to get tired at first round." Sho chuckled again, then stopped, hearing the sound of shuffling clothes. He guessed Jun was took the time to undress himself. "Finished stripping, Jun?"
"Hmmyeah." Jun groaned loud, even shuddering. He jolted right after, surprised himself. Sho's voice was so seductive, low and raspy, he wasn't able to hold the moan down his throat.
"Good, now…" Jun looked to Aiba as he waited for the next instruction. The older man stayed in his previous position, legs still wide open. The youngest watched his chest heave up and down as he tried to catch his breath. He could only see small traces of pink on his cheeks, the rest covered by a thin arm over his eyes.
"Masaki," Sho groaned against the receiver.
"Shochan?" Aiba moaned in response. Sho's reply came shortly afterwards.
"Let me lick you clean."
Jun understood right away what Sho wanted to do. He'd been meaning to do it himself had the rapper not given the instruction. He lowered himself to Aiba's thighs as the older man watched him with curiosity. Grabbing hold underneath his right knee, he brought his lips to it and started licking. The youngest licked slow and slurpy towards the erection, leaving trails of saliva running from his mouth to the warm leg. He licked up Aiba's come, salty in his mouth. He licked every drip he came past. The pleasure of the tongue sliding closer and closer to his aching need made Aiba resume his moaning chants. The lewd sounds, licking, moaning, everything, made Sho groan loader into the receiver.
"Now," Sho resumed, voice still sultry and low. "let me suck you."
Aiba's eyes grew wide in surprise, not knowing if Jun would be willing to do so. Jun stilled a moment, eyeing the erection in front of him. He didn't know what to do or where to start.
"Jun," Sho's voice sounded through the receiver, sensing the man's hesitation. Jun felt a chill up his spine when he heard the rapper call to him. It calmed him down, even encouraging him, "lick the tip."
Obediently, he did as instructed. He took out his tongue and experimentally licked the tip of Aiba's crotch. Aiba immediately clutched unto the bed sheets from the pleasure of Jun's tongue teasing him. "J-j-jun" he moaned, affirming Jun and making him do it some more.
"Slowly open your mouth, tracing along the head as you do," Sho continued. "suck him right there."
The older man bit down his lip as he watched the youngest, felt the youngest, wrap his mouth around his head and began sucking. It was eyecandy, the luscious lips wrapped around him, the long eyelashes contrasting the pink flushed cheeks. All he could do was clutch tighter onto the bed sheets and moan louder.
"Now, take him in slowly." Sho instructed every step until Jun successfully deep throated the usually cheery man. In the process, especially as Jun bobbed his head, Aiba was further diminished to a pile of moaning goo.
"Jun," He moaned loud, jagged breathing following after. He tried not to thrust into the youngest's mouth. "I'm c-co-com--"
"Take him out of your mouth now." Sho quickly lashed, and immediately, with one smooth swoop, Jun took the erection out of his mouth. He took the time to catch his breath.
"E-eh, b-but--" The sensual man complained. "S-shochan."
"Tell me first," Sho sternly said, though it was obvious through the phone that his breath was starting to get uneven, too. "who do you want?"
"Sh-shochan." Aiba quivered, staring up at the ceiling as if looking at Sho.
"What do you want me to do?"
"In me." Aiba moaned, hard and loud. His aching need was throbbing so hard, he didn't know how else he could take it. He writhed side to side, unknowing how else to express his want for Sho. "I want you in me and fuck me senseless. Now."
"But I can't right now, can I?" Sho breathed in deeply. Aiba heaved just as hard, then staring at Jun. At that moment, though Sho was no where near them, he could feel the two staring straight at him expectantly.
"Jun," Sho continued, "there's a bottle of lube at the drawer to the right."
Still as obedient, Jun reached out for the drawer and found the lube instantly, being the only thing that's there. Sho instructed Jun step by step again, teasing Aiba with his voice often. Aiba could only grip the sheets and arc his back at every wave of pleasure sent through his body--Sho's voice, Jun's fingers, both were very, very engaging.
In the midst of things, Jun slid in a coated finger, feeling Aiba's warmth around him. "Ngh, so--so tight." he moaned.
"Jun," both Sho and Aiba groaned right after, Jun's sensual voice getting to both of them. Both moaning his name brought chills down Jun's spine.
Jun inserted yet another slippery finger, thrusting it in and out at a set pace. He made the usually cheery man moan louder and louder with every thrust.
"Kiss him to d-distract him from the p-pain." Sho instructed, breathing getting much more uneven than before.
Jun obliged, moving to kiss the sensual man's forehead, only to be pulled down to clash lips with him, tongue intruding into his mouth. Their tongues twirled and wrestled against each other, slippery, wild and hot.
"Sho-san," Jun groaned, against the hot breaths the sensual man puffed against his lips. "can I--?"
Sho needed no more explanation. He gave Jun approval, "Make him scream loud."
Just like before, Jun obediently complied. In a single move, he replaced his fingers with his neglected erection. He completely thrust himself to the hilt, slamming himself wildly into Aiba.
A loud "ah" escaped Aiba's lips, the stretch was both unbearably painful and pleasurable, Jun's warmth, a whole lot like Sho's, a welcoming intrusion.
"Ai--aibachan," Jun groaned against the hot mouth he kept kissing. He moved his hips faster and faster, lavished the sweet moans in his ear, enjoying the other man's cries of pleasure with his every thrust. The sensual man's toes curled, hands randomly clutching for anything to hold on to--the bed sheets, Jun's shoulders, Jun's hair. It was a miracle the phone still hadn't fallen off.
Sho enjoyed the sounds of skin slapping against skin and two men moaning--at times Jun would even moan a sweet Sho-san as he thrust, groaning and whimpering from pleasure. He took care of his own aching need, imagining Jun slamming wildly into his lover as the sounds suggested.
The sex seemed to last for so much longer. Skin just slapping against skin. Quick, jagged breaths, moans and groans sounding throughout the room, even through the receiver. The room smelled of sex, causing the air even to be hot and heavy. They continued on and on. Jun slamming into Aiba. Sho, miles away, stroking himself to their rhythm.
"Are you c-coming for me yet, M-masaki?" Sho groaned through the phone.
"C-close," the sensual man groaned, moaning a few more gasps right after.
"M-me, too." Jun grunted, then taking a hold of Aiba's long legs to angle himself better.
As if he hadn't been thrusting fast enough, Jun picked up the pace further, driving Aiba wild with the rolling of his hips. Their moans became more successive, more jagged, blending with each other driving Sho insane with lust for them.
"J-Jun, S-Shochan-ngh," Aiba moaned, grabbing Jun in a tight hug as his sight blurred. He was first to come. Sho came almost at the same time as his lover, instinctively used to coming together. Jun came moments later due to warm walls clamming around him.
All three of them could only pant for their breaths afterwards.
"So, how was that?" Sho huffed through the phone. From the sound of it, it seemed like he was already wiping himself up clean.
Aiba giggled after a few more huffs. "Jun-kun's still inside me."
"Ah, sorry." Jun brought himself out, resulting to his come oozing out Aiba's hole. "Eh…"
"No worries, we'll clean that up later." The earlier sensual man, now back to his usual cheery self, giggled. "Thanks for helping us out, Jun-kun!"
"Was that what you were planning all along? Even agreeing to me coming over for a drink."
"Nah," Aiba grinned to the suspecting man. Then he moved to speak clearer into the phone, "everything just happened, really. Isn't that great, Shochan?"
"Yes, yes. Everything will be great as long as you don't have bath sex with Jun while he's cleaning you." Sho lectured on the phone. Not that he was really worried. He just had to remind Aiba not to be thrown around by his own whims.
"Aww, too bad." Aiba sighed, making Jun look to him abruptly in shock.
"Masaki!" The voice that sounded through the phone shouted in alarm.
"I was kidding." Aiba giggled again, calming both Sho and Jun down. "I love you, Shochan!"
"I love you, too, Masaki." Sho smiled warmly to himself, imagining the wide grin on his lover's face like when he usually says it. "Well, I guess I should say good night then. Hope you enjoyed that, Jun."
A light chuckle sounded through Jun's mouth. "Don't mention it."
"Good night, Masaki." The loving voice sounded warmly. Even the youngest could feel the warmth of those three simple words. He sort of felt embarrassed as if he'd heard something he shouldn't. But then it was kind of too late for that.
"Good night, Shochan!" He shouted enthusiastically into the phone, even spreading his arms out as if to hug Sho. "I love you!!!"
"Don't forget to wipe come off the bed before sleeping, okay?" Sho reminded along with a yawn.
"Yes, yes, Shochan. I get it." The cheery man replied, nodding his head even. Then he said, in the sweetest voice possible, "Sweet dreams, Shocha~n!"
"Sweet dreams, Masaki."
Beep.
After they hung up, Aiba stared lovingly into the phone like he would when he watches Sho fall asleep after their own lovely nights. Sighing out of wishing Sho was beside him then and there, he turned to Jun to get them to clean up, but it seemed the youngest had already fallen asleep. Giggling to himself at how adorable the youngest may be at times, he took it upon himself to tuck the youngest to bed, wiping a side of the bed clean and getting a fresh blanket to cover Jun with.
"Sleep well, Jun-kun." He whispered to the youngest's ear after tucking him in.
Then, he limped off to the bathroom to clean himself, just like he and Sho usually would. It was obvious he still missed Sho, but he convinced himself it will only be a few days before they can do it again together.
Only a few more days.
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AFTERNOTES: Still alive? XD I hope you are. ♥ Thought of this idea after talking with lovu_lovu_aiba about writing phone sex fanfics. I really didn't think I would do phone sex justice so I didn't want to write one, but--here I am, writing my afternotes for one. LOL
I absolutely love and adore my OT3 and thought it was perfect for the phone sex. But compared to my usual fics, I don't think I ended this quite well. XD;;; And the fic was so long I didn't reread through it anymore. LOL;;
[The first part is Sakuraiba-heavy and the second part is sorta Junba-heavy. Where is the Sakumoto? It's all over the place. Sorry. :'D;;]
I hope I didn't lose coherency. D": Nevertheless, hope you enjoyed it! :3
PAIRING: Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki; Matsumoto Jun/Aiba Masaki, Matsumoto Jun/Sakurai Sho (Sakuraibamoto OT3)
RATING: NC-17 (phone sex 'threesome')
LENGTH: 2,792 words
DISCLAIMER: I own not Arashi and never will.
SUMMARY: When Arashi gets a few days off work, Jun decides to have a drinking session with Aiba so he wouldn't feel so lonely with Sho off on vacation. It turns out, Jun didn't need to do so after all.
PRE-NOTES: I find it ironic my longest fic so far turned out to be on a prompt I least expected myself to write about. I hope I do this prompt justice. xD
Happy reading~!
Jun's jaw could only drop at the sight before him. He was simply looking for Aibachan, whom he remembered to have fallen asleep on the sofa beside him, but he didn't expect to find him like this--lying spread out on the bed, stark naked, legs wide open with his hands in places he can't really see but can definitely infer where. He cried unintelligible moans to a phone by his ear.
What the hell was happening?
A few hours earlier, Jun and Aiba had arrived at the latter's apartment with dozens of beer. They were to have a drinking session. The whole Arashi had finally been given some few days off work, and the two decided to spend the first night of it as such. Sho wasn't around, having planned a trip to another country beforehand and left that morning. So, as kind as Jun is, he brought it upon himself to be responsible for Aiba while the rapper was gone, to not make him feel too lonely. Thus, the drinking and sleeping over at Aiba's plans were made.
But this.
This was utterly not part of the plan.
"S-shochan" Jun heard, snapping out of his flashback. Beyond the crack of the door, he saw the usually cheery man, now just a moaning, groaning, whimpering being, drunk and wanton, moaning into the receiver as he pumped his erection up and down at a set pace.
"Hmm, Masaki…" A voice like Sho's except noised by static sounded through the phone. Despite the distance, the phone sounded barely enough for Jun to hear. "You love that speed, don't you? The friction makes you feel it more." After a long, loud groan, "Are you coming for me?"
Damn that Aiba. Was Sho actually on loudspeaker?
"S-soo-ngh--soon," the moaning mass groaned, toes curling against the sheets as his back arched from the pleasure, digging his head deeper into the mattress.
"Good boy," Sho groaned, "But I want to feel you more. Let me trail my hand along your torso, slowly, slowly sliding up to your nipples." And Aiba did just that. His free hand, one that just clutched onto the bed sheets earlier, slowly crept up from the inside of his thighs up to his sticky, sweaty torso, pace steady, tormentingly slow, rising to his nipples.
Then, as if on cue, as if he could see Aiba right then about to reach for his rose buds, Sho groaned loud on the phone, "Squeeze them hard, just like you want."
"Ah," escaped Aiba's lips as he thrust into his hand faster. "Sh-shochan's--Shochan's teeth."
A chuckle came through the phone. "Yes, I'm biting you right now. Licking and sucking your nipple, one side to the other."
"Sho, Sho-cha--ngh," Aiba chanted like a prayer as he blindly continued to follow the instructions.
Jun couldn't believe what he was seeing, but what completely baffled him in disbelief was the fact that he couldn't look away. Aiba Masaki, simply moaning wantonly without another care in the world as he followed Sho's instructions, touching himself as if it was the rapper's thick fingers that wrapped around him and glided along his skin. It made Jun feel his own pants starting to feel tighter.
Lost in trying to figure out what to do--should he leave, should he stay--Jun couldn't keep his balance anymore and fell forward to the floor.
The door creaked open, and a loud thump sounded through the room.
"E-eh?" escaped the moaning man's mouth, lethargically looking to the source, completely sensing no alarm. He didn't notice the phone fall from between his ear and his shoulder. "Jun-kun?" he innocently asked amidst short puffs of air, "what are you…"
Jun gulped, nervous, unknowing what to do. He slowly tried to sit up, only to have his eyes meet the wanton, dark brown eyes. Seeing it at a closer distance only sucked him into lust even harder. He eyed the sensual man's malicious face to his pumping erection. Only then did Aiba realize how embarrassing his state was. "Ah! D-d-don't look at me, Jun-kun." He cried, a bit of a moan mixing in. He couldn't stop.
Crying like a virgin. Moaning like a woman. A man's writhing body. But right at that moment, Aiba Masaki looked so much more tempting, so much more wanton, so much more delicious than anyone the youngest had slept with. He couldn't take it anymore.
"Sho-san," Jun spoke earnestly, loud enough to reach the phone speaker. Before speaking, he was already standing at the foot of the bed, ready to kneel atop it. "would you like me to help?"
Another chuckle came through the phone after moments of silence. Then, a serious tone came through, "Touch him."
Jun obliged, of course, though a little bit shocked Sho agreed so easily. Before doing anything, he stared into the sensual man's eyes, trying to sense if what he would do was really okay with him. Drunk from beer and lust as he was, his character to care for others did not fade. The youngest observed in the sensual man's eyes that he was feeling a bit scared, but seeing how his gaze made the sensual man pump his erection faster, Jun could tell the sensual man really didn't mind.
He pulled his mouth to a smirk, delighted both parties were willing to welcome him. Then, he started.
The youngest slowly slid the back of his fingers along the sensual man's right leg as he crept up into bed. His gaze stayed glued to the sensual man's eyes, earnest, determined, ever so loving. Watching the youngest's expression and feeling the coolness of the his long fingers against his skin, Aiba suddenly felt pleasure pool around his stomach. His sight flashed white as he screamed with all his might.
"Came so soon? And Jun hasn't even started with you." The phone sounded a chuckle.
Jun glanced down at Aiba's crotch, "It's still leaking Sho-san."
"Of course, Masaki isn't the type to get tired at first round." Sho chuckled again, then stopped, hearing the sound of shuffling clothes. He guessed Jun was took the time to undress himself. "Finished stripping, Jun?"
"Hmmyeah." Jun groaned loud, even shuddering. He jolted right after, surprised himself. Sho's voice was so seductive, low and raspy, he wasn't able to hold the moan down his throat.
"Good, now…" Jun looked to Aiba as he waited for the next instruction. The older man stayed in his previous position, legs still wide open. The youngest watched his chest heave up and down as he tried to catch his breath. He could only see small traces of pink on his cheeks, the rest covered by a thin arm over his eyes.
"Masaki," Sho groaned against the receiver.
"Shochan?" Aiba moaned in response. Sho's reply came shortly afterwards.
"Let me lick you clean."
Jun understood right away what Sho wanted to do. He'd been meaning to do it himself had the rapper not given the instruction. He lowered himself to Aiba's thighs as the older man watched him with curiosity. Grabbing hold underneath his right knee, he brought his lips to it and started licking. The youngest licked slow and slurpy towards the erection, leaving trails of saliva running from his mouth to the warm leg. He licked up Aiba's come, salty in his mouth. He licked every drip he came past. The pleasure of the tongue sliding closer and closer to his aching need made Aiba resume his moaning chants. The lewd sounds, licking, moaning, everything, made Sho groan loader into the receiver.
"Now," Sho resumed, voice still sultry and low. "let me suck you."
Aiba's eyes grew wide in surprise, not knowing if Jun would be willing to do so. Jun stilled a moment, eyeing the erection in front of him. He didn't know what to do or where to start.
"Jun," Sho's voice sounded through the receiver, sensing the man's hesitation. Jun felt a chill up his spine when he heard the rapper call to him. It calmed him down, even encouraging him, "lick the tip."
Obediently, he did as instructed. He took out his tongue and experimentally licked the tip of Aiba's crotch. Aiba immediately clutched unto the bed sheets from the pleasure of Jun's tongue teasing him. "J-j-jun" he moaned, affirming Jun and making him do it some more.
"Slowly open your mouth, tracing along the head as you do," Sho continued. "suck him right there."
The older man bit down his lip as he watched the youngest, felt the youngest, wrap his mouth around his head and began sucking. It was eyecandy, the luscious lips wrapped around him, the long eyelashes contrasting the pink flushed cheeks. All he could do was clutch tighter onto the bed sheets and moan louder.
"Now, take him in slowly." Sho instructed every step until Jun successfully deep throated the usually cheery man. In the process, especially as Jun bobbed his head, Aiba was further diminished to a pile of moaning goo.
"Jun," He moaned loud, jagged breathing following after. He tried not to thrust into the youngest's mouth. "I'm c-co-com--"
"Take him out of your mouth now." Sho quickly lashed, and immediately, with one smooth swoop, Jun took the erection out of his mouth. He took the time to catch his breath.
"E-eh, b-but--" The sensual man complained. "S-shochan."
"Tell me first," Sho sternly said, though it was obvious through the phone that his breath was starting to get uneven, too. "who do you want?"
"Sh-shochan." Aiba quivered, staring up at the ceiling as if looking at Sho.
"What do you want me to do?"
"In me." Aiba moaned, hard and loud. His aching need was throbbing so hard, he didn't know how else he could take it. He writhed side to side, unknowing how else to express his want for Sho. "I want you in me and fuck me senseless. Now."
"But I can't right now, can I?" Sho breathed in deeply. Aiba heaved just as hard, then staring at Jun. At that moment, though Sho was no where near them, he could feel the two staring straight at him expectantly.
"Jun," Sho continued, "there's a bottle of lube at the drawer to the right."
Still as obedient, Jun reached out for the drawer and found the lube instantly, being the only thing that's there. Sho instructed Jun step by step again, teasing Aiba with his voice often. Aiba could only grip the sheets and arc his back at every wave of pleasure sent through his body--Sho's voice, Jun's fingers, both were very, very engaging.
In the midst of things, Jun slid in a coated finger, feeling Aiba's warmth around him. "Ngh, so--so tight." he moaned.
"Jun," both Sho and Aiba groaned right after, Jun's sensual voice getting to both of them. Both moaning his name brought chills down Jun's spine.
Jun inserted yet another slippery finger, thrusting it in and out at a set pace. He made the usually cheery man moan louder and louder with every thrust.
"Kiss him to d-distract him from the p-pain." Sho instructed, breathing getting much more uneven than before.
Jun obliged, moving to kiss the sensual man's forehead, only to be pulled down to clash lips with him, tongue intruding into his mouth. Their tongues twirled and wrestled against each other, slippery, wild and hot.
"Sho-san," Jun groaned, against the hot breaths the sensual man puffed against his lips. "can I--?"
Sho needed no more explanation. He gave Jun approval, "Make him scream loud."
Just like before, Jun obediently complied. In a single move, he replaced his fingers with his neglected erection. He completely thrust himself to the hilt, slamming himself wildly into Aiba.
A loud "ah" escaped Aiba's lips, the stretch was both unbearably painful and pleasurable, Jun's warmth, a whole lot like Sho's, a welcoming intrusion.
"Ai--aibachan," Jun groaned against the hot mouth he kept kissing. He moved his hips faster and faster, lavished the sweet moans in his ear, enjoying the other man's cries of pleasure with his every thrust. The sensual man's toes curled, hands randomly clutching for anything to hold on to--the bed sheets, Jun's shoulders, Jun's hair. It was a miracle the phone still hadn't fallen off.
Sho enjoyed the sounds of skin slapping against skin and two men moaning--at times Jun would even moan a sweet Sho-san as he thrust, groaning and whimpering from pleasure. He took care of his own aching need, imagining Jun slamming wildly into his lover as the sounds suggested.
The sex seemed to last for so much longer. Skin just slapping against skin. Quick, jagged breaths, moans and groans sounding throughout the room, even through the receiver. The room smelled of sex, causing the air even to be hot and heavy. They continued on and on. Jun slamming into Aiba. Sho, miles away, stroking himself to their rhythm.
"Are you c-coming for me yet, M-masaki?" Sho groaned through the phone.
"C-close," the sensual man groaned, moaning a few more gasps right after.
"M-me, too." Jun grunted, then taking a hold of Aiba's long legs to angle himself better.
As if he hadn't been thrusting fast enough, Jun picked up the pace further, driving Aiba wild with the rolling of his hips. Their moans became more successive, more jagged, blending with each other driving Sho insane with lust for them.
"J-Jun, S-Shochan-ngh," Aiba moaned, grabbing Jun in a tight hug as his sight blurred. He was first to come. Sho came almost at the same time as his lover, instinctively used to coming together. Jun came moments later due to warm walls clamming around him.
All three of them could only pant for their breaths afterwards.
"So, how was that?" Sho huffed through the phone. From the sound of it, it seemed like he was already wiping himself up clean.
Aiba giggled after a few more huffs. "Jun-kun's still inside me."
"Ah, sorry." Jun brought himself out, resulting to his come oozing out Aiba's hole. "Eh…"
"No worries, we'll clean that up later." The earlier sensual man, now back to his usual cheery self, giggled. "Thanks for helping us out, Jun-kun!"
"Was that what you were planning all along? Even agreeing to me coming over for a drink."
"Nah," Aiba grinned to the suspecting man. Then he moved to speak clearer into the phone, "everything just happened, really. Isn't that great, Shochan?"
"Yes, yes. Everything will be great as long as you don't have bath sex with Jun while he's cleaning you." Sho lectured on the phone. Not that he was really worried. He just had to remind Aiba not to be thrown around by his own whims.
"Aww, too bad." Aiba sighed, making Jun look to him abruptly in shock.
"Masaki!" The voice that sounded through the phone shouted in alarm.
"I was kidding." Aiba giggled again, calming both Sho and Jun down. "I love you, Shochan!"
"I love you, too, Masaki." Sho smiled warmly to himself, imagining the wide grin on his lover's face like when he usually says it. "Well, I guess I should say good night then. Hope you enjoyed that, Jun."
A light chuckle sounded through Jun's mouth. "Don't mention it."
"Good night, Masaki." The loving voice sounded warmly. Even the youngest could feel the warmth of those three simple words. He sort of felt embarrassed as if he'd heard something he shouldn't. But then it was kind of too late for that.
"Good night, Shochan!" He shouted enthusiastically into the phone, even spreading his arms out as if to hug Sho. "I love you!!!"
"Don't forget to wipe come off the bed before sleeping, okay?" Sho reminded along with a yawn.
"Yes, yes, Shochan. I get it." The cheery man replied, nodding his head even. Then he said, in the sweetest voice possible, "Sweet dreams, Shocha~n!"
"Sweet dreams, Masaki."
Beep.
After they hung up, Aiba stared lovingly into the phone like he would when he watches Sho fall asleep after their own lovely nights. Sighing out of wishing Sho was beside him then and there, he turned to Jun to get them to clean up, but it seemed the youngest had already fallen asleep. Giggling to himself at how adorable the youngest may be at times, he took it upon himself to tuck the youngest to bed, wiping a side of the bed clean and getting a fresh blanket to cover Jun with.
"Sleep well, Jun-kun." He whispered to the youngest's ear after tucking him in.
Then, he limped off to the bathroom to clean himself, just like he and Sho usually would. It was obvious he still missed Sho, but he convinced himself it will only be a few days before they can do it again together.
Only a few more days.
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AFTERNOTES: Still alive? XD I hope you are. ♥ Thought of this idea after talking with lovu_lovu_aiba about writing phone sex fanfics. I really didn't think I would do phone sex justice so I didn't want to write one, but--here I am, writing my afternotes for one. LOL
I absolutely love and adore my OT3 and thought it was perfect for the phone sex. But compared to my usual fics, I don't think I ended this quite well. XD;;; And the fic was so long I didn't reread through it anymore. LOL;;
[The first part is Sakuraiba-heavy and the second part is sorta Junba-heavy. Where is the Sakumoto? It's all over the place. Sorry. :'D;;]
I hope I didn't lose coherency. D": Nevertheless, hope you enjoyed it! :3