One-shot: Im Straighter Than You
Title: Im Straighter Than You
Fandom: V6/Kamisen - Morita Go, Miyake Ken, Okada Junichi
Pairing: none
Rating: R for outrageous gay porn
Genre: bromance
A/N: Dedicated to shadow_kick for prompting me at 2am. Special mention of those "Arashi kids." 8D
The name of the game was “I’m straighter than you” and an hour ago, when the sake was still burning hot in his veins, it had sounded like a hilarious idea. But now, sitting around in Go’s living room, waiting for him to load the gay porn they had just borrowed from those Arashi kids, with Okada sprawled comfortably across the sofa behind him, Ken was starting to have his doubts.
It was one of Okada’s absurd dares, and he’d drunkenly allowed his pride to get the better of him. When the youngest had claimed that Ken had a stash of gay porn that they knew nothing about, he’d squealed indignantly, until Go had declared he prove it. Which is how Kamisen had found themselves gathered in Go’s living room, in various states of sobriety.
In a last ditch effort to stall the inevitable, Ken had declared it unfair that he was the only one under fire, to which Okada decided that all three of them would partake in the test of manliness. The only rule to the game being the first to be aroused would be the official homo of the trio (all in fun, of course).
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“Why are we doing this again?” Ken whined, arms wrapped tightly around his legs and chin resting miserably on his knees.
“’Cuz,” Go mumbled, fiddling with the DVD remote, “you’re a homo, and we’re going to prove it.”
“I am NOT!” Ken wailed, even as Okada snorted loudly. “Why are you guys picking on me~?!”
“Because, KenKen’s cute when he’s drunk,” Okada mumbled, petting the older man’s head soothingly. Ken frowned at the younger man, folding back into his ball and glaring ominously at the opening credits, rolling on the TV screen.
The three watched in silence as the scene opened to a scene with a kitchen with a very obviously male figure dressed in a skimpy maid outfit.
“Who did you borrow this from, again?” Okada asked as the figure onscreen suggestively caressed every phallic object in the kitchen.
“That Ninomiya kid gave it to me, but I think he said it was Aiba’s,” Go replied, his head cocking to the side when the maid climbed up onto the counter top. “This is weird.”
“Is this one of those porns where there’s a stupid half-ass storyline or do they…oh…nevermind,” Okada quipped, grimacing as the “master” strode on screen and ripped the maid uniform off the smaller man’s body. “Too bad, it was a cute costume,” he mumbled, shrugging when Ken turned to stare at him incredulously.
The once silent room slowly filled with the overly dramatic moans and groans of the “maid” as his “master” plundered his body.
Go had yet to move from his spot on floor, his eyes riveted to the screen in morbid fascination. It was like witnessing a train wreck and he couldn’t tear his eyes away. And he was just drunk enough for it to be ok.
Okada, who was almost completely sober at this point, could see the way Ken was beginning to fidget. Taking pity on the other man, he slithered from his seat on the sofa, draping his larger frame over Go’s back.
“Gokki-kun~” he purred into the older man’s ear, winding his arms around Go’s neck as he nuzzled under his ear.
Go started violently at the contact, engrossed in the way the “maid” was made to wash dishes as he was being pounded into.
“W-What?! Jun, get the hell off me!” the older man squeaked, one eye still on the television even as he tried to wrestle the younger man off of him. He froze and blushed simultaneously when Okada blew gently in his ear. “W-What the fuck…” he gasped, struggling, albeit weakly, against Okada’s loosened grip.
“I think Gokki-kun likes gay porn more than KenKen,” Okada mumbled against Go’s neck, chuckling softly when his breath caused the older man to shiver. The younger man winked at Ken who was watching the two intently, completely ignoring the two men on screen writhing in pleasure.
Go squeaked out a moan as Okada’s hands glided expertly down his chest. “O-Of course I like it. You’re molesting me, perv,” he griped with no conviction in his voice at all. Ken’s brain noted how Okada’s soft laughter contrasted nicely with the over the top wails emanating from the porn, and didn’t realize he’d said it aloud until the younger man’s amused eyes met his. Go nearly leapt out of his skin a moment later when his phone began vibrating and he scrabbled hastily out of Okada’s reach, falling over as he fumbled to dig the device from his pocket.
“Hello?! God, I’m so happy you…what the hell?!” Go pulled the phone away from his ear to stare at it in disbelief before replacing it at his ear. “That’s disgusting, don’t ever say that to me again!” The oldest Kamisen member paused in his tirade, his hand drifting down to his crotch as he sagged to the floor in relief. “OH, thank god my boners gone!” He sprawled out across the floor mumbling his thanks for band members with good timing, phone still clutched in his hand.
Curious, Okada crawled over and took the gadget, glancing at the caller ID before bringing the receiver to his ear. “…oh, don’t say such heartbreaking things to me baby. I know you like it when I call you ‘Big Poppa.’”
“Inochhi?!” Okada choked out through a laugh.
“This is Inocchi’s Hot Blooded Sex Talk. What’s your name, sexy?” the voice on the other end slurred drunkenly.
Okada snapped the phone shut lightly, his face frozen in silent horror. Go rolled over, clutching his stomach as he burst into a fit of uncontrolled giggles. Okada grimaced as he looked over at Ken. “Sorry, KenKen. You win by default.”
A/N: Welcome to my newest obsession. Any takers? I cant see them paired together like Arashi, but if anyone in the group is gay, its gotta be Ken. :x *hides from shadow_kick*
Fandom: V6/Kamisen - Morita Go, Miyake Ken, Okada Junichi
Pairing: none
Rating: R for outrageous gay porn
Genre: bromance
A/N: Dedicated to shadow_kick for prompting me at 2am. Special mention of those "Arashi kids." 8D
The name of the game was “I’m straighter than you” and an hour ago, when the sake was still burning hot in his veins, it had sounded like a hilarious idea. But now, sitting around in Go’s living room, waiting for him to load the gay porn they had just borrowed from those Arashi kids, with Okada sprawled comfortably across the sofa behind him, Ken was starting to have his doubts.
It was one of Okada’s absurd dares, and he’d drunkenly allowed his pride to get the better of him. When the youngest had claimed that Ken had a stash of gay porn that they knew nothing about, he’d squealed indignantly, until Go had declared he prove it. Which is how Kamisen had found themselves gathered in Go’s living room, in various states of sobriety.
In a last ditch effort to stall the inevitable, Ken had declared it unfair that he was the only one under fire, to which Okada decided that all three of them would partake in the test of manliness. The only rule to the game being the first to be aroused would be the official homo of the trio (all in fun, of course).
__
“Why are we doing this again?” Ken whined, arms wrapped tightly around his legs and chin resting miserably on his knees.
“’Cuz,” Go mumbled, fiddling with the DVD remote, “you’re a homo, and we’re going to prove it.”
“I am NOT!” Ken wailed, even as Okada snorted loudly. “Why are you guys picking on me~?!”
“Because, KenKen’s cute when he’s drunk,” Okada mumbled, petting the older man’s head soothingly. Ken frowned at the younger man, folding back into his ball and glaring ominously at the opening credits, rolling on the TV screen.
The three watched in silence as the scene opened to a scene with a kitchen with a very obviously male figure dressed in a skimpy maid outfit.
“Who did you borrow this from, again?” Okada asked as the figure onscreen suggestively caressed every phallic object in the kitchen.
“That Ninomiya kid gave it to me, but I think he said it was Aiba’s,” Go replied, his head cocking to the side when the maid climbed up onto the counter top. “This is weird.”
“Is this one of those porns where there’s a stupid half-ass storyline or do they…oh…nevermind,” Okada quipped, grimacing as the “master” strode on screen and ripped the maid uniform off the smaller man’s body. “Too bad, it was a cute costume,” he mumbled, shrugging when Ken turned to stare at him incredulously.
The once silent room slowly filled with the overly dramatic moans and groans of the “maid” as his “master” plundered his body.
Go had yet to move from his spot on floor, his eyes riveted to the screen in morbid fascination. It was like witnessing a train wreck and he couldn’t tear his eyes away. And he was just drunk enough for it to be ok.
Okada, who was almost completely sober at this point, could see the way Ken was beginning to fidget. Taking pity on the other man, he slithered from his seat on the sofa, draping his larger frame over Go’s back.
“Gokki-kun~” he purred into the older man’s ear, winding his arms around Go’s neck as he nuzzled under his ear.
Go started violently at the contact, engrossed in the way the “maid” was made to wash dishes as he was being pounded into.
“W-What?! Jun, get the hell off me!” the older man squeaked, one eye still on the television even as he tried to wrestle the younger man off of him. He froze and blushed simultaneously when Okada blew gently in his ear. “W-What the fuck…” he gasped, struggling, albeit weakly, against Okada’s loosened grip.
“I think Gokki-kun likes gay porn more than KenKen,” Okada mumbled against Go’s neck, chuckling softly when his breath caused the older man to shiver. The younger man winked at Ken who was watching the two intently, completely ignoring the two men on screen writhing in pleasure.
Go squeaked out a moan as Okada’s hands glided expertly down his chest. “O-Of course I like it. You’re molesting me, perv,” he griped with no conviction in his voice at all. Ken’s brain noted how Okada’s soft laughter contrasted nicely with the over the top wails emanating from the porn, and didn’t realize he’d said it aloud until the younger man’s amused eyes met his. Go nearly leapt out of his skin a moment later when his phone began vibrating and he scrabbled hastily out of Okada’s reach, falling over as he fumbled to dig the device from his pocket.
“Hello?! God, I’m so happy you…what the hell?!” Go pulled the phone away from his ear to stare at it in disbelief before replacing it at his ear. “That’s disgusting, don’t ever say that to me again!” The oldest Kamisen member paused in his tirade, his hand drifting down to his crotch as he sagged to the floor in relief. “OH, thank god my boners gone!” He sprawled out across the floor mumbling his thanks for band members with good timing, phone still clutched in his hand.
Curious, Okada crawled over and took the gadget, glancing at the caller ID before bringing the receiver to his ear. “…oh, don’t say such heartbreaking things to me baby. I know you like it when I call you ‘Big Poppa.’”
“Inochhi?!” Okada choked out through a laugh.
“This is Inocchi’s Hot Blooded Sex Talk. What’s your name, sexy?” the voice on the other end slurred drunkenly.
Okada snapped the phone shut lightly, his face frozen in silent horror. Go rolled over, clutching his stomach as he burst into a fit of uncontrolled giggles. Okada grimaced as he looked over at Ken. “Sorry, KenKen. You win by default.”
A/N: Welcome to my newest obsession. Any takers? I cant see them paired together like Arashi, but if anyone in the group is gay, its gotta be Ken. :x *hides from shadow_kick*