Golden Apples | By : Xellass Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Date: 20061107 - 20061110
By: Xel
Summary: A drug has been given to Kai that will drive him insane
unless he's fucked every day. There's no resisting the aphrodisiac for Kai, and
nobody else is trying either. It's a PWP trying to pass as having a plot, but
how often do you get to see willing-but-not Kai?
Pairing: Everyone/Kai, primarily Yuriy/Kai.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic rape in this chapter. Sex. Blatant PWP trying to
pass as having a plot. Uke-Kai, slut-Kai. Hopefully not too OOC.
Bakuten Shoot Beyblade © Takao Aoki
Golden Apples
Chapter 03
"I wonder where Kai is," Rei asked out loud as he lay on
his bed in the hotel room he and Kai shared. He hadn't seen his team leader
since the exposition matches the day before, when Kai had left to get some
fresh air. "Hm...I should go check on him," he decided, sitting up
and getting off the bed. He made sure to turn off the lights before he left,
and after he had checked his appearance in the bathroom mirror, he locked the
door and left in search of his captain.
None of the other teams knew where Kai was when he asked around,
although the looks Hitoshi and Michael had exchanged with each other made him
decidedly suspicious about their denial. Still, Rei thought maybe Kai was in
another one of the hotel rooms doing who knows what, and so in his growing
concern for his leader's safety, Rei began to move from floor to floor,
knocking on all the doors and being a general annoyance to any of the occupants
within.
It took him a few hours, but eventually Rei made his way up to the
10th floor, and he was just about to give up the search entirely, convinced
that if Kai hadn't been on any of the floors below, there was little chance
he'd be on any of the floors above, when he saw that the door to the room
furthest away from the elevator had its door left wide open. Thinking the
occupant was either leaving or inviting someone to rob his possessions, Rei
made his way over to the room, intending on locking and closing the door for
its occupant out of his own good will.
He did not expect to find Kai laying on the bed, curled in on
himself and wearing Ivanov's battle uniform. Concerned with the scared, fetal
position Kai was laying in, Rei stepped into the room and closed the door
behind him, moving to the bed to better see just what might be wrong with his
team leader. He was both shocked and horrified to see the dried tear tracks on
Kai's face, and the white substance smeared over the red and white cloth of
Ivanov's trademark outfit. His eyes wide, Rei sniffed at the air and found the
concluding evidence to the theory he had formulated in his mind after examining
the scene before him.
The room smelled of sex. The substance that caked Kai's skin,
clothes, and hair was undoubtedly semen, and judging by the tears across Kai's
face, he had probably been raped in that very room. Rei could also make an
educated guess as to who the rapist was; why else would Kai be wearing Ivanov's
clothing—too large on the boy's small frame?
"Kai," he said softly, reaching out to shake Kai softly
in the boy's sleep. "Kai, was it Yuriy...? Who did this to you?" Even
in his concern, Rei watched as his beautiful leader slowly opened the gorgeous
red eyes he loved so much, and he felt, with some shame, a heat build up in his
lower regions at the sight of Kai's clothing slipping off one shoulder—the
collar was unbuckled and fell open to mid-chest. This is Kai, he said to himself
sternly, trying to keep his hormones in check; he's your team leader, and it's
obvious he's just been raped—he doesn't need your sexual advances at this time!
Kai sat up on the bed he had been raped in, rubbing at his eyes
and trying to remember exactly where he was and why he felt so sticky. The
answer came to him moments later and he felt sick at the thought of it.
"Rei?" he asked quietly, meekly, when he saw who was staring at him
with golden eyes filled with concern. "What are you doing here?"
Rei was still fighting a losing battle with himself when Kai asked
his question. The blinking red eyes that suddenly looked as if they were going
to fill with tears, the pale shoulder bared in clothing too large for the small
body, the small mouth with full, pink lips...Rei wanted Kai. And he wanted him
now. It was strange, Rei's conscience thought, why he suddenly wanted Kai so
badly whereas he'd always been able to ignore his urges before—but Rei's
quickly forming erection that was already straining the fabric of his pants
told his conscience to shut up, and that was the end of his inner struggle.
Reaching out to place gloved hands on Kai's shoulders, Rei pushed
the boy back so he once again lay on the blood and semen-soaked sheets. "I
was searching for you," he answered belatedly, climbing onto the bed so he
straddled Kai; his hands continuing to press his leader against the bed. Kai's
eyes widened with the uncharacteristic actions of his teammate, and he began to
struggle, fearing the worst and rightfully so. The silver-haired boy had no
idea why everyone suddenly wanted to have sex with him—willingly or not—he knew
they had been attracted to him; nearly everyone he met was, but none of them
had ever acted on their desires, and just a few hours before, he'd been
brutally raped by two people he thought would never come on to him.
"Rei...Rei..." Kai whispered out, his voice desperate
and despairing as he shook his head back and forth—that being the only movement
he could make; Rei's superior body weight and strength of muscle was keeping
the still-weakened captain of the Blade Breakers from moving any other part of
his body, no matter how hard he struggled. "Please, Rei, please...let me
go. You...you don't know what you're doing."
The Chinese boy just smiled at his captain; a big, toothy grin
that gave Kai goose bumps, and said, "No, Kai, I think I do know what I'm
doing." With those words, he leaned down on top of Kai and began to trail
a line of kisses from the curve of Kai's shoulder to his neck. He laughed
lightly, the sound muffled by his mouth against Kai's neck, as his leader
became increasingly scared and uncomfortable. "God...Kai...you're so
beautiful. It's no wonder everyone wants you...I wonder how many have had you
already?" Rei wondered to himself, sucking lightly on the junction of
Kai's neck. He gave no warning when he opened his mouth and bit down hard on
Kai's throat. The scream that was wrenched from Kai's throat made him shiver in
excitement, and he pulled his mouth away to lick at the two puncture holes his
teeth left behind. "Ah well, it doesn't matter how many have had
you," Rei whispered in a husky tone and he left the mark to kiss Kai hard
on the mouth. "You're mine now, and mine only." With those words, Rei
hooked a fist in the open collar of Kai's borrowed uniform top and ripped it
off his person in one smooth motion.
Kai let out a soft wail, knowing what would happen but still not
wanting to believe it. His hands moved to grasp the waistband of his pants in a
vain attempt to keep Rei from tearing it off. "Rei, please..." he
begged when the Chinese boy grabbed both his wrists in one hand and pressed
them over his head, his other hand pulling Kai's pants down and then ripping it
off the boy when he couldn't reach far enough to slip them off his legs. Kai,
almost in tears, continued to beg Rei to stop—Rei was his teammate, his
friend...Rei was someone he trusted; he didn't want Rei to become his rapist as
well—he cared about Rei the way he didn't care about Michael and Hitoshi. He
could get over his previous violation, because he didn't care about them; but
he cared about Rei, and if Rei became what Michael and Hitoshi had become, then
he didn't know if he could continue doing so. "Please, Rei, I'm begging
you..."
With Kai's clothes removed, Rei began to remove his own
one-handed. His pants were the first to come off, followed shortly by his
boxers, which freed his erection and allowed it to almost bounce in the air
before standing proudly upright. His shirt was easily removed and Rei soon
moved back over Kai in all his glory, keeping his grip on Kai's wrists. Rei
smirked widely as Kai stared in horror down at his erection, drops of precum
already leaking out of its tip. "My friend is really eager to get to know
you intimately," Rei whispered beside Kai's ear, "and I'm going to
enjoy introducing him to you."
Rei wasn't as large as Hitoshi and Michael were, which was only to
be expected as he was neither as old nor fully matured as they. However, Rei
was still impressively equipped and having had almost constant, violent sexual intercourse
for the last day, Kai didn't think he could stand a penis of any size within him. Kai
didn't think Rei was in his right mind—nobody had been. He didn't know why, but
it wasn't Rei that was pressing the tip of his erection to Kai's semen and
blood caked entrance. The thought comforted him slightly, and it became a
mantra in his mind; it wasn't Rei that was about to fuck him with no concern to
Kai's thoughts on the matter, it wasn't Rei who was about to rape him in order
to satisfy his own carnal desires, it wasn't Rei who'd bit him and left his
mark upon him for the world to see. It wasn't Rei—it wasn't Rei, it wasn't Rei. His repeating this
in his mind allowed him to ignore Rei's thrust into his body; the remnants of
his previous partners' seeds helping to ease the passage of the dry and
unlubricated penis.
So tight, was Rei's only thought as he sunk into Kai's heat, the boy's
inner walls squeezing his cock like a vice. Pulling out halfway with some
effort, Rei engaged Kai in a loud and wet kiss, his tongue slipping out and
into Kai's open mouth as he thrust his hips forward, his balls slapping Kai's
ass at the same time. Kai groaned into his mouth and squirmed, twisting his
arms in his friend's grip only to have Rei tighten his hold until he knew
there'd be bruise marks in the shape of fingers in a few hours. Continuing to
thrust in and out of Kai's body with a force that made the hotel bed rock
against the wall and had Kai's body sinking into the mattress, Rei moaned at
the feeling of his cock in Kai's ass. A virgin, Rei had never had sex before
and as Kai screamed with pleasure, his uncontrolled thrusts having hit that spot inside of him,
Rei wondered just why the hell not?
He was in Heaven, as Rei was sure the cliché went. Kai was
writhing and moaning like a wanton slut, and Rei had never seen anything
sexier. When Kai arched into Rei, his arms still held immobile above his head;
when Kai's eyes squeezed shut, trying to keep the tears from leaking out of
them; when Kai's mouth opened to scream a name that was not Rei's own...Rei
felt the creamy white substance splatter onto both his and Kai's stomachs as
Kai came in thick streams. And as Kai's walls clamped down on his cock, Rei let
everything go and allowed his release to practically be pulled from him. He
thought it would never end, his orgasm filling Kai's passage; mixing with the
other seeds and spilling out in large, heavy drops upon the sheets. The cum
practically gushed out of Kai's anus when Rei withdrew his now flaccid penis,
the object blocking the entrance no longer there to keep most of the fluid in.
He released Kai's arms and got off the bed, quickly pulling on his
clothing. He tossed Kai's own ripped clothing over the boy, and without another
thought to his captain who lay crying in a pool of fresh semen, he left the
room.
Like Michael and Hitoshi before him, he left the door open; almost
as an open invitation for anyone else who would like to have a go at Kai.
It wasn't until a few minutes later before Kai had enough grip on
his thoughts and feelings to get off the bed, his legs almost collapsing under
him as he tried to stand. He didn't want to remain on the bed for too long—he
didn't want someone else to walk in and decide he was an easy lay for their
too-chaste libidos. He fell on all fours, panting from the exertion of trying
to move around with the excruciating pain in his lower regions. "I have...I
have to find Yuriy..." he said to himself as he pushed himself up again,
and began to dress slowly. The clothes were torn and falling apart, and he felt
remorse at having ruined the outfit Yuriy had lent him. He tried his best to
keep the clothes together, though, and closed the door behind him as he left.
Kai took the fire escape from the tenth floor so as not to
encounter any people he knew. It was bad enough he'd been raped twice already
by three different people; he didn't want to advertise it to the world at the
same time. Moving as quickly as he could in the direction of the Abbey, Kai
used his hands to keep his pants on his body and let the ripped shirt flap in
the wind as he used the other hand to shield his face.
After what seemed like forever, Kai reached the gates of the Abbey
and wasn't surprised to see them open on their own to allow him passage. The
only people to see his state as he entered the actual building were the two
guards standing beside the large, metal doors. "Let me pass," Kai
demanded with what he hoped was his normal, indifferent tone of voice.
"Why should we?" asked one guard with a leering eye, and
Kai shuddered at the lustful gaze that swept his form.
"Yeah, what's in it for us?" said the second guard.
Absolutely infuriated, Kai held his clothes closer to him, not
liking the feeling of being undressed by their imaginations, and said, "I
don't have to give you anything. I imagine Vorkov wouldn't be pleased to hear
you're keeping me from him."
This seemed to make the first guard nervous, but the second one
just laughed. "Fine, fine, give me a kiss and I'll let you go."
Not seeing any other option—simply turning around and walking away
was not one of them—Kai stood up on his toes to place a chaste kiss on the
guard's bared cheek. Unfortunately, the guard didn't seem to think that counted
as a kiss, and he grabbed Kai's chin before the boy could pull away and showed
him what a kiss was really like.
Kai closed his eyes and put up with the roaming tongue in his
mouth as the guard took his time taking his payment, knowing that if he just
waited, he'd be able to pass and see Yuriy again. Sure enough, the guard soon
tired of Kai's lack of response and let go of Kai's chin so forcefully that it
knocked the weakened boy into the ground. Kai stood up shakily, his ripped
pants slipping slightly off his hips as he tried to pull them up again, and
walked towards the now open door. Before he could pass the guards, though, the
first guard reached out and pulled his body to him, fondling his ass with a
free hand. The same hand soon tired of just touching his ass and moved to slip
into his pants. The silver-haired boy's eyes widened in shock as a gloved
finger traced a circle around his asshole before slipping inside, the rough
material of the cloth grating harshly at the tender, abused skin. Kai tried to
pull away from the guard, but the guard held him tighter and made a few thrusts
with his gloved finger before pulling it out of the boy's body and letting the
boy go.
"I wonder if Vorkov will let us guards play with you later
on?" he said suggestively as Kai tried to keep his composure. He wasn't
given a response, and both leered at the natural sway of Kai's hips as he
walked away from them and the door shut behind him.
It didn't take long for Kai to find Yuriy; the older boy was in
the southern training facility within the large, Abbey building, and Kai paid
no attention to the other boys in the room as he ran—albeit painfully—into
Yuriy's surprised arms. Once within Yuriy's embrace, Kai was able to ignore all
the stares lingering on his ass, and feeling safe enough, he let himself relax
in Yuriy's hold. "What's wrong, Kai? I thought you were going back to your
team?" Yuriy said after his surprise had passed.
"I...I..." Kai almost wanted to just cry and tell Yuriy
exactly what had happened to him since he left, but his fear of Yuriy's
reaction overcame the urge and he ended up just shaking his head and burying
his face into Yuriy's chest.
"The clothes I lent you are ripped," Yuriy observed when
Kai wouldn't answer. He could feel the anger in him rise at the smell of sex
that almost smothered the air around them, and when he saw the semen smearing
the ripped remains of Kai's clothes, he wanted nothing more than to shake Kai
back and forth until he got a name out of those attractive lips of his so he
could go and rip the person to shreds. Instead, he settled for asking tensely,
"Who did this to you, Kai?"
Kai only shook his head again and very nearly collapsed in Yuriy's
hold; the pain he'd been ignoring before in his determination to get back to
the red-haired Russian had come back full force and Kai almost thought he'd die
from just how much it hurt. He'd been hurt more seriously before, but never in
that area, and in comparison to his former wounds, he thought this was far
worse—none of his previous injuries had ever been so intimate. "What's
wrong with me, Yuriy?" he asked in a whisper as Yuriy called Wolborg back
to him and slipped the blade into his pants pocket before picking Kai up in his
arms and carrying him out of the training room, purposely ignoring the jealous
stares of the other students.
"It's the drug, Kai," Yuriy said to him consolingly as
he carried him through the hallways on his way to his room. "It's not your
fault and there's absolutely nothing wrong with you. You're perfect the way you
are; it's not your fault Vorkov did what he did, and it's most certainly not
your fault you look the way you do." Yuriy had never felt so warm as Kai
smiled at him gratefully, leaning up to kiss him on the chin before wrapping
his arms around Yuriy's neck and tucking his head under the red-haired boy's
chin.
Having reached his room, Yuriy typed the password into the
electronic lock beside the door and waited patiently for the door to slide open
before entering with Kai still in his arms. Gently, he deposited Kai on his bed
and moved to sit on top of the covers beside him. Moving Kai's head so it lay
in his lap, he began running his fingers through the soft, silver hair. His
calm left him when his fingers touched drops of semen in the boy's hair, however,
and he knew the semen wasn't his. "Tell me, Kai, who did this to you? I'll
kill him for you."
Kai only whimpered slightly at the question and turned to bury his
face in the older boy's lap, nuzzling his nose against the other boy's crotch.
Yuriy gulped at the movement as his penis twitched at the touch; Kai's mouth
was practically on top of his cock, the only separation between them was a thin
layer of white and red cloth. "Yuriy...Yuriy..." Kai breathed out,
trying to make himself comfortable in Yuriy's lap and only making the older
boy's cock stand at attention. The sudden bulge in Yuriy's pants didn't go
unnoticed by Kai, and the boy felt a smile slip onto his face; this was
Yuriy—the Yuriy who didn't rape him; the Yuriy who tried to help him; the Yuriy
who showed him pleasure rather than pain. He rubbed his cheek against the large
tent in Yuriy's pants, his eyes closing and his mouth opening slightly; his
tongue slipped out to lick at the cloth covering the red-haired boy's cock, and
Yuriy groaned loudly, the fingers in Kai's hair fisting as Kai teased him.
Enjoying the sounds of pleasure Yuriy was making, Kai brought his
hand up to unbuckle the belt around Yuriy's waist and then slowly unzip the
red-haired boy's fly. Once the zipper was free, the flaps of Yuriy's pants
practically flew open as his cock straightened and stood almost vertically. Kai
smiled at the appearance of the organ; large and thick, Yuriy's cock was
turning purple from the lack of attention it was getting, so Kai used his
tongue to lick at it the way he would a lollipop. He turned so he could prop
himself up on his elbow and swirled his tongue around the tip of the large
penis before engulfing it and sucking hard on the head. Yuriy threw his head
back as Kai gave his cock his complete attention, moving his head up and down
on the shaft, sucking and licking until Yuriy exploded without warning into
him. Kai made an effort this time to swallow everything given to him, and the
taste of semen was not nearly so bitter when he was willingly drinking it.
After Yuriy had finished releasing his load into his mouth, Kai looked up at
Yuriy with large, grateful eyes, a thin trail of white fluid slipping from his
mouth trailing down to his chin. "Thank you," he said to Yuriy, and
the red-haired boy could see drops of cum still held in his mouth; Kai hadn't
been able to swallow everything at the speed Yuriy had cum.
Yuriy smiled at Kai softly, pulling the boy up to sit in his lap,
Kai's clothed ass resting on top of Yuriy's now-limp cock. "Are you
feeling better, Kai?" he asked in concern, just holding the boy and
letting him relax in his warm embrace.
Kai nodded, twisting slightly so he could tuck his head beneath
Yuriy's chin. "Yuriy...tell me what's going on...Vorkov must have told you
somehow; you're the only one who knows about the drug...please...tell me what
this means."
"The aphrodisiac works in two ways, Kai," Yuriy said,
complying to the boy's wishes and explaining just what was written in the note.
"The first fills you with a desire to have sex once a day, but what's
unique about that is it won't be satisfied with ejaculation." Kai blushed
at the blunt tone Yuriy's voice had taken on, and he pressed himself closer to
the older boy, grasping at his shirt for security. "The heat will only
subside within you if you're fucked every day; it's satisfied only by prostate
stimulation, so masturbation won't have any effect at all." Yuriy slipped
a hand into Kai's pants and caressed the boy's ass softly; Kai let him without
any protest, only sighed softly as Yuriy's hand stopped moving and just softly
cupped his ass. "The second effect of the drug is to make all the people
around you lose their inhibitions; they'll desire you whether the heat has
subsided or not, and they won't have any qualms about acting on that
desire."
The hand on his ass had begun moving again as Yuriy said that, and
Kai squirmed slightly when the older boy slipped a finger into him, not
thrusting or moving it at all, just...in him. "Why did you let me go back
to the Blade Breakers then?" Kai asked quietly when Yuriy slipped a second
finger inside him, its presence in his body almost non-sexual; just comforting.
"I hadn't realized it would happen whether the drug was
active at the time or not. Was it the one of Blade Breakers who raped
you?" Yuriy murmured, anger lining his voice and giving it a harsh edge
Kai hadn't heard in years. "I'll kill them, your team or not."
But Kai only shook his head; technically Rei had raped him, but he
didn't want to incriminate Rei. Rei was his friend, and it wasn't Rei's fault
he'd raped him, according to what Yuriy had said. "It's okay, Yuriy,"
he said with a sigh, shifting slightly as a hint to Yuriy. Yuriy obliged and
pulled his fingers out part way in order to insert a third finger; this time he
began to spread his fingers gently, scissoring them slowly in a comforting
gesture. "You said the drug makes them lose their minds...it's not their
fault—I shouldn't have returned to them in the state I am."
Kai threw his head back as Yuriy pulled the fingers out of him and
slowly removed the ripped pants from his body. "Don't go back to
them," Yuriy ordered as he lifted Kai up in his arms and gently set him
back down in his lap on his once-again hardening penis. "I'll take care of
you while the drug is still within your body—I don't know if there's a cure,
but...stay with me." His voice had become soft as he finished his
sentence, and Kai found the gentleness a turn-on. He shifted slightly, impaled
on Yuriy's cock, but Yuriy didn't seem to care about actually moving.
"Promise me, Kai, promise me you'll stay here with me." Yuriy said,
wrapping his arms around Kai's waist and resting his chin on Kai's bared
shoulder.
"I..." the silver-haired boy was hesitant in his answer;
as much as he cared for Yuriy, his team was still his team, some of the only
friends he'd ever made since he left the Abbey years before. Yuriy was still
and unmoving inside him, and Kai leaned back in Yuriy's embrace, feeling safe
enough to close his eyes and just relax. "I...I promise..." he
whispered softly, and turned his head to kiss Yuriy's cheek.
They slept like that, and Kai had no nightmares.
The next morning, Kai awoke to something very hard, very large,
and very thick moving inside of him. He flushed immediately as he remembered
just whom the object belonged to and just what exactly it was doing. There were
hands on his hips and he was being bounced gently on Yuriy's lap.
"Yuriy?" he asked breathlessly as a gentle thrust touched his
prostate.
Yuriy blushed when he realized Kai was awake and stilled
immediately. "I'm sorry for waking you up, Kai, it's just..."
A finger on his lips cut him off and Kai shook his head before
turning his head away again. This time, Kai was the one to move; using his legs
to lift his body up before letting his weight and gravity pull him back onto
Yuriy's hard shaft. "It's all right, Yuriy, thank you."
The red-haired boy smiled at the back of Kai's head and took the
hint, restarting his thrusts a little faster this time and reaching around
Kai's body to grasp the boy's limp member lightly. He was about to stroke the
penis and bring it to arousal when the door to his room opened and both Kai and
Yuriy froze in their movements.
"...So that's what you've been doing," came Boris's
amused voice as he stepped out of the doorway and into Yuriy's room, his arms
crossed as the door slid closed behind him, the electronic system automatically
locking it. "I didn't realize being team captain meant you could fuck the
enemy at will."
Yuriy glared at the lavender-haired male and promptly ignored him,
resuming his thrusts and beginning to bring the boy in his lap to a hard-on.
"Yuriy..." Kai gasped out loud as the red-haired boy sped up the pace
and he found himself bouncing up and down hard on the large shaft,
"Yuriy...Boris is..."
"I don't give a damn if Boris is in the room watching,"
Yuriy muttered as his mouth moved to cover the puncture marks on Kai's
shoulder. Sucking lightly on the wound, Yuriy opened his mouth and bit down
hard over Rei's mark, replacing them with his own. Kai screamed in pain at the
action, but it was abruptly cut off by Boris who had climbed onto the bed and
kissed him even while Yuriy fucked him in his lap.
Boris grabbed Kai's hips and lifted him off of Yuriy's cock, much
to Yuriy's protest, and pressed the boy into a deeper, bruising kiss while he
slipped three fingers at once into the already stretched entrance. "Yuriy,
let me have a turn. You must have had him many times already," he said
against the boy's lips. Kai struggled slightly in protest, but the movement
only managed to press Boris's fingers further into him, allowing the long,
thick digits to press a spot within him that made him arch into their kiss.
The red-haired captain of the Demolition Boys sulked slightly
before crawling over to Kai and kissing his neck softly. "Kai, are you
okay with Boris touching you as well?" he asked in concern. When Kai's
response was to wrap his arms around Boris's neck and open his mouth to allow
the lavender-haired boy slip his tongue inside him, Yuriy took that as a yes
and began to press his own fingers inside Kai.
Kai moaned with the four fingers within him, and he wriggled,
trying to push them deeper within him. He felt wonderfully filled as his
red-haired lover pushed another finger in beside Boris's fingers, and Kai knew
what would happen when the fingers were removed. It didn't, however, frighten
him the way it had with Michael and Hitoshi. This was Yuriy—the Yuriy he
trusted—and so he only sighed in pleasure as the two hands began to stretch him
gently, but widely, in preparation for what would come.
Pulling away from the kiss, Boris noted his captain was still
fully dressed except for the unbuckled and unzipped pants around his waist, and
Kai still had on a shirt although it seemed to be falling off of him. Boris
followed their example and only partially undressed even as his fingers
remained in Kai's passage; he removed his pants and boxers only, leaving on
both his shirt and coat.
Unable to help but stare as Boris's absolutely huge cock was revealed,
Kai felt his mouth go dry at the sight and he licked his lips to wet them.
Yuriy took the action to mean Kai was eager to have them start, and both he and
Boris quickly removed their fingers from the boy's body. Moving so their
penises were aligned and beside each other, they lifted Kai and carefully set
him down over their erections, slowly pressing him so both entered the boy's
anal passage at the same time. It was an incredibly tight fit, one that had Kai
in tears of pain even as Yuriy and Boris both moaned at the feeling of their
cocks rubbing together within the boy of everyone's dreams. They didn't move
for a while, allowing Kai to get used to the feeling of being filled so fully;
then, when Kai had stopped crying, they both lifted him off slightly before
allowing his weight to drop him back down onto their double cocks. The feeling
made Kai scream out loud, and he clutched at the sheets beneath him as they did
it again and again, slowly working their own thrusts into the pace.
It was so different from when Hitoshi and Michael did it,
and Kai thought that sex really was quite different when it was willingly
consented to. The pain soon left him and Kai found he liked the feeling of
Yuriy's large cock inside him, and Boris's even larger one beside it. That he
was even capable of fitting both of them within him without it constantly
hurting was astounding to him, and he soon couldn't think of anything because
they'd pressed that bundle of nerves inside him. He moved with the two of them,
bouncing up and down on the two members in reckless abandon, his throat growing
sore from screaming both their names over and over again. "God, Yuriy,
Boris!" he cried out, "Please...faster! Harder!"
They complied to his requests and soon Kai couldn't tell left from
right, his body was being pounded into so hard and fast that he couldn't even
wonder if he'd be able to walk when they were done. There was no warning as Kai
orgasmed, the cum bursting out and showering the three of them with the creamy
white fluid. His walls clamped down tighter than they had before on Yuriy and
Boris's penises, and the two boys were hard pressed to keep from cumming inside
him right then and there. They didn't want to finish just yet, though, and as
Kai's orgasm induced haze cleared, they continued to thrust into him; harder,
faster, harder, faster—Kai couldn't see straight as his cock slowly hardened
once again.
When Kai released a second time, Yuriy and Boris came with him,
their cum hitting his insides so hard Kai thought the liquid would rip right
through him. This time, no semen leaked out of his entrance even as he was
filled past his asshole's capacity to hold the liquid; the two cocks within him
had him closed so tightly there wasn't even room for air to enter. Exhausted
and satisfied, Kai passed out, still impaled on the two shafts, a smile on his
face.
Yuriy laughed softly when he saw Kai's form go limp on them, and
he gently pulled Kai up and off of their penises. The amount of semen that
flowed out of Kai's hole in streams utterly soaked his sheets, and he cradled
Kai's form in his arms after the cum finished coming. He looked up at Boris,
and the two shared a look of loving fondness for the boy in his arms.
"He's going to feel really sore when he wakes up," Boris
chuckled, leaning forward to kiss Kai on the forehead.
"Aa, but he looks happy, doesn't he?"
"Yeah, yeah he does."
to be continued
NOTE: Thank you for all the responses I've received so far! Reviews
make me want to write more, so please let me know what you think of the story!
NOTE 20061123: I’m sorry it’s been a while since I updated! I’ve been rather
busy IRL and with another story of mine (that is uh, not posted here.) But that
one is done now, so I’ll come back to this one! I hate it when authors post a
separate chapter as an AN saying this sort of thing, so I only edited this
third chapter. Hopefully some of you have checked back (perhaps) and will see
this note. If not, I hope you will be patient with me, even without knowing
what is taking so long. (I cannot, after all, always get chapters out that
quickly.)
- - - And no, it has nothing to do with Game Kid’s uh…fan-speak,
hard-to-read review. Thanks for asking, though. :3
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