Ouran High School Host Club: Fetish
Title: Fetish
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
“Are you ready, Kyouya?”
Kyouya looked around the circle that surrounded him. To his right were Hunny and Mori-the latter holding the smaller one close. His left was occupied by the Hitachiin twins. They were all over each other, their mouths fused and their hands wandering. Directly in front of him was the Host Club King himself. He was already erect and was leisurely stroked himself level to Kyouya’s mouth.
Then Tamaki's hands were on the back of his head. He thrusted straight to the back of his throat causing the darker boy to gag a bit. Kyouya pulled back slightly to breath before sucking enthusiastically.
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Mori-he was holding his master in his arms while Hunny stroked himself and every thrust made the tip of his cock rub against Mori's nipple. His other hand was wrapped around his own cock.
A groan ripped itself from Tamaki’s throat as the blonde began to thrust erratically down his throat. With a cry he pulled his cock from Kyouya’s mouth and stroked himself once, twice, three times-then he was coming in thick ropes across Kyouya designer glasses.
Hunny began to whimper, pulling Kyouya’s attention to him. Mori turned the boy so his cock faced the dark haired boy. With a keening wail he convulsed, adding his own semen to Tamaki’s. Mori watched Hunny come avidly before his eyes slipped shut as he silently striped Kyouya’s hair. The two then collapsed together in heap of limbs.
Kyouya turned to the twins next. Their mouths were still locked and he could see (through the stripes on his glasses) their tongues tangling obscenely. He watched their bodies tighten as the arms that crossed in front of them began to pump faster. Then with identical groans of pleasure they came simultaneously-warm ropes of seed striking him on each cheek.
Kyouya turned-semen dripping from his face, and gazed pleadingly at him. Tamaki knelt down and positioned him so that he was sitting down with his head bent facing his cock. Then he touched him once and his own seed topped off all the rest. Then he slumped onto Tamaki, smearing the mixture on his lovers shoulder.
Tamaki placed a long lick up Kyouya’s face and smiled.
“Let’s get you cleaned up. “ He smiled invitingly at the rest of the club and they all bent to lap clean their Shadow King.
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
“Are you ready, Kyouya?”
Kyouya looked around the circle that surrounded him. To his right were Hunny and Mori-the latter holding the smaller one close. His left was occupied by the Hitachiin twins. They were all over each other, their mouths fused and their hands wandering. Directly in front of him was the Host Club King himself. He was already erect and was leisurely stroked himself level to Kyouya’s mouth.
Then Tamaki's hands were on the back of his head. He thrusted straight to the back of his throat causing the darker boy to gag a bit. Kyouya pulled back slightly to breath before sucking enthusiastically.
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Mori-he was holding his master in his arms while Hunny stroked himself and every thrust made the tip of his cock rub against Mori's nipple. His other hand was wrapped around his own cock.
A groan ripped itself from Tamaki’s throat as the blonde began to thrust erratically down his throat. With a cry he pulled his cock from Kyouya’s mouth and stroked himself once, twice, three times-then he was coming in thick ropes across Kyouya designer glasses.
Hunny began to whimper, pulling Kyouya’s attention to him. Mori turned the boy so his cock faced the dark haired boy. With a keening wail he convulsed, adding his own semen to Tamaki’s. Mori watched Hunny come avidly before his eyes slipped shut as he silently striped Kyouya’s hair. The two then collapsed together in heap of limbs.
Kyouya turned to the twins next. Their mouths were still locked and he could see (through the stripes on his glasses) their tongues tangling obscenely. He watched their bodies tighten as the arms that crossed in front of them began to pump faster. Then with identical groans of pleasure they came simultaneously-warm ropes of seed striking him on each cheek.
Kyouya turned-semen dripping from his face, and gazed pleadingly at him. Tamaki knelt down and positioned him so that he was sitting down with his head bent facing his cock. Then he touched him once and his own seed topped off all the rest. Then he slumped onto Tamaki, smearing the mixture on his lovers shoulder.
Tamaki placed a long lick up Kyouya’s face and smiled.
“Let’s get you cleaned up. “ He smiled invitingly at the rest of the club and they all bent to lap clean their Shadow King.