Firsts

 

REMINDER:This story takes place in Darkprism's Monoshizukanohi Universe. Though the appearances of Monoshizukanohi locations in this series of stories is minor, it does exist and that world belongs to her. She graciously allows me to play.

SECONDLY: Though it can be read WITHOUT reading "Changes," it is highly recommended that you read "Changes" before you read this. That said, it is *also* recommended that you read Darkprism's "Altering Affection," "Undercurrents" and at *least* part IV of "Rhythm & Bruise." "Changes runs chronologically concurrently with "Rhythm & Bruise."

Thirdly, in the following stories, I will be outlining individual warnings for each story/chapter. Actual warnings for this chapter: Oh, boy. Let's see: Angst. Anal, fingering, hand jobs, oral, rimming, frot, exhibitionism, threesome, double penetration... I think that about covers it.  Give or take...

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"So, have either of you been here yet?" Kenji asked as they approached the box office.

Izumo shook his head. "No. We thought about it back during fall break, but we had so much homework at the time that we decided to put it off. I’m glad, now, that we did." He smiled up at his boyfriend, who returned it.

Kotetsu resisted rolling his eyes, barely. They’d been making eyes at each other for the better part of the last few days - since Christmas night, in fact. "Yeah, we were gonna go see Starship Troopers, but we just never got around to it. I guess we can catch that one on video. I’m looking forward to seeing Tomorrow Never Dies. I’m glad we’re finally able to. I wanna see this before it..." Kotetsu stopped and glared at the sign in front of them, then glanced over to see Izumo scowling and Kenji frowning. "Well, fuck."

Kenji sighed. "That’s one way of putting it. What do we do now?" He asked, waving a hand at the sign. "I wouldn’t have expected it to be sold out at this time of day."

Izumo shook his head. "Me, either. I guess it’s the holiday. Damn. Uh... do you guys want to see something else?"

Kotetsu frowned at the sign and considered the options. "Titanic is out. In fact, I’m not really interested in most of the other ones. I would have seen The Postman, maybe, but that’s sold out, too. Uh... shoulda got here earlier," he grumbled.

"That’s not going to help," Izumo said. "What about Alien Resurrection?" Izumo asked, doubtfully.

Kotetsu’s lips twisted in thought. "I guess we could give it a try. Kenji?"

Kenji shrugged. "I don’t much care. Once I’m shipped out, I’ll get to see whatever the base happens to get in. So, I doesn’t matter to me, since I’m still with you guys."

Kotetsu nodded. "Well, it’s about aliens and has badass Sigourney Weaver in it, can’t be that bad, can it?"

Izumo shrugged. "I dunno. Apparently, you know more about it than I do. I haven’t heard great things, but it’s worth a try. Let’s just go. If it’s that bad, we can heckle it in whispers or something."

Kotetsu smirked. "Yeah, or something. Let’s go."

With tickets purchased, they stopped for popcorn and drinks then headed into the theater. "Whoa. I’ve never seen stadium seating before. This is cool. Where do we sit?" Kenji asked, glancing at the other two.

"Hmm. I don’t know," Izumo said, staring up at the upper levels. "If we get bored, we’ll want somewhere quiet so we don’t disturb other people watching."

"Let’s just take the back corner. I don’t think any of the seats in these are really bad, so if we get into it, it’ll still be good," Kotetsu pointed out, then started climbing the stairs.

"I heard on the morning show your mom was watching this morning that they expect these kind of theaters to be normal in just, like, a few years. And eventually will replace all of them," Kenji commented as they took their seats. There were three across in the side section they’d chosen of the very last row in the theater. "Whoa, cool up here."

Izumo grinned. "Yeah, it is." He picked an end seat, Kenji sat next to him and Kotetsu took the spot on the other side of Kenji. After a shared kiss with his boyfriend, Izumo passed the popcorn bucket and they started talking about their games while they waited for previews.

The previews were fun and featured a Quentin Tarantino film, a romance, a thriller with Demi Moore and a teaser about something that looked very sci fi for the summer. Then the lights went down completely, the sound got louder and all three focused on the film.

It became apparent pretty quickly, though, that it wasn’t going to be anything any of them were really interested in. Kotetsu got bored first but Izumo tried valiantly to pay attention to the movie. Kenji, caught between the two, tried for Izumo’s sake, but he was having trouble, too. Kotetsu leaned in and whispered something that made Kenji snicker and Izumo glanced over. Kenji did his best to straighten his face out, but he failed miserably. Izumo smirked and turned back to the movie.

But a few minutes later, despite their best attempts, both Kotetsu and Kenji lost interest again. Kenji leaned over to Izumo and whispered, "This is awful."

Izumo frowned and nodded. "Yeah, I was hoping it wouldn’t be, but... it is. Really bad."

Kotetsu glanced around as they whispered and noted that there were relatively few people in the theater. He saw that the nearest couple was a good six rows away, halfway across the theater and involved in some rather... attention-consuming activities. When Kotetsu saw the girl slip down below the seat backs, his eyebrows went up, his lips twisted into an evil smile and he glanced over at his friends. Kenji looked at him, raising his own eyebrows and Kotetsu leaned in. "I have a perfectly... wicked idea. Uh... kiss your boyfriend for me, hmm?"

Kenji blinked at him a moment in question, then shrugged and turned to Izumo. He tilted his boyfriend’s chin, turning Izumo’s face toward him and captured the lips in a long, thorough kiss. Izumo hesitated briefly, then relaxed and returned it.

Kenji felt movement next to him, then in front and finally on the other side. He opened his eyes to see Kotetsu kneeling in front of Izumo and he fought to keep from smiling as he realized what his friend meant to do. He turned his attention back to keeping Izumo’s on him and deepened the kiss.

Kotetsu grinned up at the two of them when he settled in place and popped the button open on Izumo’s jeans. Izumo pulled away from Kenji and stared down at his best friend, "Tetsu? What are you doing?" He demanded in a loud whisper.

Kotetsu put a finger to his lips and his grin grew. Izumo’s eyes widened and he looked around, catching Kenji’s eye. His own narrowed and he leaned in. "Did you know about this? Is that why you kissed me?"

Kenji cleared his throat. "Only, uh, partially?" He said, making it sound like a question and scratched the back of his head. "He said to kiss you and who am I to question that?"

Izumo rolled his eyes, but couldn’t hide the grin completely. He shook his head then his attention was drawn to Kotetsu when his zipper was tugged down and his cock was pulled out of his underwear. He looked around in a slight panic, but no one was watching them and, in fact, most of the other people in the theater were involved in other pursuits. He swallowed around his suddenly dry throat and looked back at Kotetsu, who’d paused, eyebrows raised. Izumo glanced at Kenji, who was watching him, then nodded and turned back to his boyfriend to start kissing again.

Which was a good thing because Kotetsu was very good at what he was doing and it took everything Izumo had to keep from moaning or making some other noise. He put a hand in the black spikes and the other one gripped Kenji’s shirt. Kotetsu had immediately swallowed his cock and it took very little time for Izumo to be hard. He found himself bucking in the seat without meaning to and it took all he had to go back to sitting still.

Because Kotetsu’s tongue was making it very, very difficult. It teased spots and traced lines, ran around the crown then down the length. Izumo’s hand tightened in the spikes, bringing a quiet hum from Kotetsu’s throat that ran along his cock, which only served to make him pull again at his friend’s hair. He and Kenji broke apart and both stared at the head bobbing in his lap and he let his own drop back against the seat, his eyes sliding closed. A whispered "fuck" slipped out and Kotetsu doubled his efforts.

But then he started tugging on Izumo’s jeans and Izumo probably should have fought it, but he was too far gone to do much. Instead, he lifted his hips and let his clothes be moved, then Kotetsu pulled his balls out and licked at each on before sucking lightly on them. Izumo’s hands tightened and he bit almost violently at his lip to fight the need to make noise. He was hard as a rock by this time and could feel himself hurtling toward the edge quickly.

Then his lips were caught in another kiss, Kenji reached under his shirt and started playing with his nipples and Izumo knew he was going to lose it. He pulled back, whispered something to that effect, then kissed Kenji again, rocking his hips and thrusting into Kotetsu’s mouth. A harder suck was given, Kotetsu took all of Izumo’s cock in, then swallowed around the now-sensitive head and Izumo lost it. He gripped Kotetsu’s hair hard as he came, the pleasure sharp as it hit.

He poured his load into Kotetsu’s mouth as the orgasm hung on. Kenji caught the tiny sounds that escaped Izumo’s mouth and finally, it started to fade. He melted into the seat, Kenji let him go and he panted hard as he tried to get a hold of himself.

"Holy fuck," he whispered, reaching for the drink he shared with Kenji to wet his dry throat. Kenji and Kotetsu both grinned at him and he met the grins with a wide one of his own. After another moment, he wiggled around, tucking himself away and putting his clothes to rights then watched as Kotetsu got back into place.

"I want to give him the same," Kenji whispered to Izumo, who nodded. "Kiss him for me?" Izumo nodded again and a moment later, he’d taken Kenji’s seat and Kenji was on the floor in front of Kotetsu.

This didn’t take any longer than it did for Izumo and, in fact, quite a bit less as Kotetsu was already worked up from giving to Izumo. As Kenji started to work, Izumo watched him open his own pants and start to stroke himself. Izumo leaned in and whispered to his boyfriend, "Don’t finish yourself. I want to take care of that."

Kenji pulled off and looked up at him and Izumo nodded. Kenji grinned then went back to pleasuring Kotetsu and Izumo caught his friend’s lips one more time. Kotetsu’s arm came around him and pulled him closer and Izumo’s eyes closed as they kissed.

It still felt... different with Kotetsu. There always seemed to be something to their kisses that still got Izumo. He didn’t understand it, never could. When they’d been together after Hayate died, he’d started to wonder if there was something that he was imagining. He’d wondered if he was putting his feelings for Hayate into Kotetsu, but he had to admit it had been there before Hayate, too. He just didn’t understand it.

And now, he had Kenji. He did love Kenji - he’d finally admitted it to himself and his lover. And Kenji loved him. That’s what he’d seen in the hazel eyes that he didn’t want to admit to recognizing. And in another week and a half, when Kenji left to get shipped out, it was going to be hard as hell and very miserable. But he couldn’t have stopped falling in love, he recognized that.

They broke apart briefly then brown eyes met black and held for a long moment. Kotetsu looked confused and unsure of something and Izumo, unable to deal with any more questions for the moment closed the distance and captured Kotetsu’s lips again. Kotetsu tensed then as Kenji apparently did something and the hand in Izumo’s shirt tightened. A moment later, he swallowed a series of grunts as Kotetsu obviously came.

Izumo pulled back and was glad to see Kotetsu’s eyes stay closed as the black head fell back against the seat. Kenji started to stand and Izumo hurried to move out of the way. And as Kenji settled in the seat, Izumo’s eyes fell to the very hard cock sticking out of Kenji’s jeans. Glad for something to take his attention, Izumo got down in front of his boyfriend and swallowed the hard cock in one move.

Kenji’s eyes were glued to his boyfriend until his cock was engulfed in the hot mouth, then he turned and quickly kissed his other best friend lest he let out sounds that would be a little too obvious in the otherwise quiet theater. Kotetsu started kissing him back, one hand going up into the short brown hair and Kenji wrapped his arm around Kotetsu. He lost himself in the kiss, the feel of Izumo’s mouth on him, of the two of them.

He wouldn’t last long, not after the other two’s orgasms. He was so wound up, he was already ready to explode and when his lover’s talented tongue started in on him, he was ready to go off any moment. He threaded his fingers through Izumo’s hair, but reminded himself that his boyfriend did not like pain and tried to keep from pulling. Instead, he pushed his other hand into the black spikes and pulled on those when the pleasure turned sharp.

A grunt came out, despite his best efforts when Izumo swallowed him. Then the hands toyed with his balls, Kotetsu deepened the kiss and Kenji’s orgasm hit him. He managed to keep it to only a quiet moan, but as the climax took over and the pleasure roared through him, he had a very difficult time of it. Were it not for Kotetsu’s mouth, he was quite sure the entire theater would have known what was going on. Instead, he kept quiet, filling his lover’s mouth with his cum, his body shuddering through the insane pleasure.

Izumo kept him in that hot mouth until he started to go soft, then took the seat next to him again. Kenji turned and kissed Izumo and the taste of his own cum on his boyfriend’s tongue was, as always, a turn on. He was grateful he’d just finished or things might have gotten heated all over again. He pulled back from the kiss and nuzzled Izumo’s face. "Love you, baby," he whispered and Izumo’s arms tightened around him.

"Love you, too," Izumo replied. They kissed again then Kenji turned to Kotetsu.

"Thanks," he whispered and Kotetsu grinned.

"I should be thanking you. Fuckin’ hot."

Kenji chuckled. "Well, glad to do it." He wagged his eyebrows and Kotetsu laughed, then quieted quickly when they realized it was not the time during the movie for a laugh.

They settled in then and, though they didn’t pay a lot of attention to what was left, they watched enough to heckle and have fun.

"Was it a new director or something?" Izumo asked from the driver’s seat.

"I dunno, I didn’t pay attention," Kotetsu answered from his spot on the back seat. "Why?"

Izumo shrugged a shoulder. "I liked the other three, though I still say the second one was best. And I don’t get why this one ended up... just so... "

"Awful? Terrible? Horrible?" Kenji asked from next to Izumo.

Izumo nodded. "Yeah. All of the above." He shook his head. "Oh well. We managed to keep ourselves entertained," he said with a smirk.

Kenji and Kotetsu laughed. "That we did." Kenji leaned over, crossing the short distance to Izumo. "And I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it seems I could do for a... repeat performance."

Izumo glanced over at his boyfriend and raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

Kenji grinned wickedly and glanced back at Kotetsu, then tilted his head in a ‘come here’ gesture. Kotetsu leaned forward and Kenji shifted to whisper into Kotetsu’s ear. Izumo glared at them in the mirror. "What are you cooking up now? We’ll be home in a few minutes..."

"We know," Kotetsu said, sliding his hand around the seat to cup Izumo’s cock through denim. Izumo sucked in a breath and narrowed his eyes at Kenji.

Kenji looked completely unrepentant. "If I crash the Jeep, I swear to God, I will kill you both," Izumo threatened.

Kotetsu chuckled. "You won’t crash. Just make sure you pay attention to the road," he said, moving his hand with more insistence. Kenji leaned in, then and slid his hand up Izumo’s shirt to toy with nipples. Izumo fought hard to pay attention to the road, but it was getting more and more difficult, the harder and harder his cock got. And it was already very hard. He was grateful when he saw the turn for their street.

They kept it up, driving him crazy until he actually stopped the car and pulled the parking brake. Then he turned in his seat, pulled Kenji in and locked lips with him. While he was kissing Kenji thoroughly, he reached back and found Kotetsu’s leg and worked his hand along the inseam until he got to what he was looking for. He was gratified, at least, that Kotetsu seemed as worked up as he was. Izumo let his other hand drop into Kenji’s lap and discovered that his lover was in as bad a shape as they were.

Izumo pulled back to suck in a breath. "Let’s get inside," he said, voice rough and all three of them scrambled for the doors. Kenji barely got out before Kotetsu was pushing the seat aside to climb down.

It took Izumo two tries to get the front door unlocked. The key just did not want to go into the lock, but finally he managed to get it to work. It took extraordinary effort to keep from slamming the door in their wake, but it closed with nothing more than a soft click of the deadbolt then the three of them hurried down the hall. Yet again, they made sure to close the door softly.

As soon as it was shut, shirts and shoes went flying, then three bodies nearly collided, hands flying everywhere, mouths locked to other mouths or skin. Soft moans floated on the chilly December air but the three of them generated plenty of heat to counter the cold as they explored. Kotetsu pulled back from Izumo’s neck and started fumbling with a belt. Izumo turned his attention to Kenji’s and Kenji tried to work his hands through the knot of limbs to get at Kotetsu’s. It took them longer this way, but none of them wanted to stop, so after a fight, they managed to remove leather from metal and buttons popped open.

When Kotetsu turned to relieve Kenji of his jeans, Kenji wasn’t willing to stop biting and nipping at Izumo’s neck so removing them was a challenge. Eventually, Kotetsu managed and Izumo could stop fighting with and instead divest Kotetsu of denim and cotton, as well. But, as he let go, he found himself being held by Kotetsu as Kenji removed the last of his own clothing. Once naked, he was nearly dragged to the bed.

The three of them crawled up onto it and Izumo first caught Kenji’s lips in a long kiss. When he pulled back, brown eyes met hazel and they paused briefly. In all the times they’d been with Kotetsu since they started officially dating, it hadn’t felt quite like this. It was usually playful and fun, not serious or even quite this... heated and it surprised them.

But as they turned to their friend and the slanted eyes focused on each of them, there was more in them than just the humor that normally characterized their sessions. The usually grinning face was serious and Izumo wondered at the look in the black eyes. Kotetsu leaned in to kiss him first and Izumo thought again of the kiss they’d shared in the theater and how that had reminded him of the way things had been back when they first discovered kissing and touching. It was that something different that seemed to be between them.

When they broke apart, Kotetsu turned to Kenji and Izumo watched them kiss. And the strangest thought slipped into his mind. It didn’t bother him. Even serious, even with the emotion that was bubbling under the surface for all of them, seeing Kenji and Kotetsu kiss just... looked good to him, aroused him more, and nothing else. It confused him, and Izumo turned to make a trail over Kenji’s shoulder to bury the odd thoughts.

An arm came around him on one side and a moment later another joined it from the other side. The hands slid down his back to cup his ass and fingers teased his entrance. Izumo moaned into Kenji’s skin, then turned to nip at Kotetsu’s, as well. A groan was loosed, though Izumo couldn’t tell who it came from, then things turned confusing for a moment as lips and hands and fingers and cocks brushed, touched and tasted. They couldn't tell which belonged to whom, but it didn’t matter.

Kenji was simply in heaven. Both men he loved were touching and kissing him. And he could have sworn he felt more from Kotetsu than the normal humor or lighthearted fun. Looking into the slanted eyes, he saw something besides just friendship, he was sure of it. Kenji realized that maybe Kotetsu just didn’t understand and as he had that thought, a small glimmer of hope surfaced that someday maybe Kotetsu would understand and would return the feelings.

When their lips met, he let go, just for one night and let himself feel. He, himself, still struggled with the fact that he seemed to care for - to love - both Izumo and Kotetsu. He knew it didn’t work that way, that you couldn’t love two people, but he couldn’t examine it closer in that moment. Instead, he poured himself into giving to the two people who meant the most to him in the world.

Kotetsu’s eyes slid closed as his lips caught and held Kenji’s. He had never been so confused before in his life. Something was here, something was different that night and he couldn’t put his finger on it. He wanted - both of them - in a way that made no sense to him. He didn’t just want the fuck, he didn’t just want the physical. He wanted them to look at him they way they’d been looking at each other.

And they did, which only succeeded in confusing him further. What was that in their eyes? From his best friends? Because that’s all they were, weren’t they? Kotetsu knew he couldn’t love... though he’d started questioning himself as to whether he understood that word at all. But when he watched Kenji and Izumo together, he didn’t think he felt like they did. He didn’t really know, which only succeeded in confusing him further.

Rather than address it any more, he simply pushed it aside and focused on giving to these two that he did recognize that he cared about. His best friends, the ones who’d been there for him - Izumo more than Kenji, but Kenji just as much the last couple of years. He worked to give them pleasure, touching and kissing and arousing them.

He ran his lips over Izumo’s neck, picking the spots he knew would pull a moan from his friend’s throat. As he did, he ran a hand down over Kenji’s back to cup one ass cheek and squeeze gently, then brought it around to wrap around and stroke Kenji’s cock. "Mmm, Tetsu," Kenji whispered and the sound of his name in Kenji’s deep voice went through him.

Kotetsu turned to Kenji and kissed again, losing himself in the taste. He felt lips on his chest, shoulder and neck and his arm tightened around Izumo as they moved. They nipped and sucked at an earlobe, pulling a soft groan which got much louder when a hand was on his own cock, stroking and teasing.

Izumo had no idea how long they stayed like that, just touching and tasting each other. But an impatient sound was heard from Kotetsu’s throat and Kenji stretched out on the bed, tugging on Kotetsu until he straddled Kenji’s face. Kenji took Kotetsu’s cock into his mouth, earning a loud groan as it was swallowed. Kotetsu braced himself on the headboard and Izumo paused to take in the hot sight.

But he wanted to be a part of things too much and he moved in, straddling Kenji’s hips. His cock rubbed his lover’s and they both let out moans over the feel. Then Izumo leaned over and ran both hands down Kotetsu’s back, fingers dancing over vertebrae, tracing the seam of his ass, then ghosting over his entrance when the cheeks were spread by Kenji. Kotetsu groaned again, but that cut off into a grunt when Izumo’s tongue slid over the tight muscle. "Oh fuck, Zu," Kotetsu choked out, making Izumo smile.

"Mmm," Izumo answered, teasing his friend’s entrance, letting his tongue dance over it, then push in just a little, then back again, only giving Kotetsu the smallest bits of torment. Then Kotetsu pushed his ass back and Izumo couldn’t resist the needy sound that accompanied it. He moved back in and this time, he circled the muscle, then pushed his tongue through and Kotetsu responded with a full moan. Izumo poured himself into pleasuring his friend, focusing his thoughts and energy on driving Kotetsu as crazy as he could.

At the same time, he and Kenji still rocked now and again, cocks still rubbing. Izumo put his hands up on Kotetsu’s hips and they ran into Kenji’s. Kenji moved his hands aside and covered Izumo’s with them and at that moment, Kotetsu’s joined them. Izumo paused very briefly to appreciate how... together... they were in that moment. Though he and Kenji were pleasuring Kotetsu, Kotetsu made sure to touch them, made sure to release the sounds he knew that Izumo liked, to do the things that Kenji would want him to do - like thrust, touch or whatever to make it better.

"Oh fuck, no.. not yet, please," Kotetsu started moaning and Izumo sat back and Kenji pulled off. "Oh fuck, too good," he grunted. "Both of you on me... gonna kill me."

There were light chuckles at this, then Kotetsu leaned down and caught Kenji's lips in another kiss. When they broke apart, he turned around and kissed Izumo, as well. As Izumo sat up to get closer, his cock slid along Kotetsu's ass, brushing Kotetsu’s entrance and pulling out another moan. "Want that," he murmured as Izumo pulled back and nodded.

"Want to be inside you," Izumo replied, kissing again, then sat back once more. "Kenji?" He leaned around Kotetsu and caught Kenji's gaze. "Come here, babe... let's try something."

Kenji raised his eyebrows but when Izumo and Kotetsu moved he sat up. Before Izumo could speak, however, he kissed again, needing another taste of his lover. When they broke apart, Izumo leaned in to whisper into his ear. Kotetsu watched, eyebrows going up as Kenji's lips tilted into an evil smile. "Think he can handle it?"

Izumo nodded and grinned. "Oh yeah."

"Alright," Kenji said and sat back. Izumo laid down in the place Kenji had just occupied and Kenji reached for the drawer and bottle of lube.

"Straddle me, Tetsu," Izumo instructed and Kotetsu raised an eyebrow, but did as he was bid. "Facing Kenji," Izumo clarified. Kotetsu blinked a couple of times, but then shrugged and turned around. Izumo took the bottle from Kenji then coated two of his fingers and pushed them into his friend. He nearly crossed his eyes at the feel. "Fuck, you're tight," Izumo grunted and forced himself to focus on what he was doing. He stretched Kotetsu carefully, even adding a third finger and spreading them to make sure that his friend was prepared for what he had in mind. When he was sure Kotetsu was ready, he coated his cock and guided his friend down onto the length. "Nngh... damn, Tetsu, that feels good."

"You can say that again," Kotetsu managed breathlessly.

"Damn that feels good," Izumo said, unable to resist and Kotetsu chuckled. "Now lay back, babe," he said, not even noticing the endearment he used.

Apparently, Kotetsu didn't, either, or chose to ignore it. He did as Izumo requested and lay back. Izumo wrapped his arms around Kotetsu's chest and Kenji got in place between their legs, lifting Kotetsu's and when Kotetsu realized what Kenji intended, his eyes widened and he bit a lip. "You okay?" Izumo whispered and Kotetsu nodded.

"Just never thought about it," he said, turning his head to meet Izumo's lips in another kiss. In that moment, Kenji's slick cock was at Kotetsu's entrance and he started to push slowly. "Oh fuck," Kotetsu grunted, eyes widening then bit that lip harder as Kenji continued to push until he was also completely buried. "Holy fuck, that's..." Kotetsu paused and blinked. "That actually feels good..."

"Feels fuckin' incredible to me," Kenji forced out, his eyes squeezed shut.

"Me, too," Izumo said, swallowing around his dry throat. "Too fucking good." This caused a round of chuckles then Kenji pulled back slowly and thrust forward again, pulling moans from all three of them.

"God, that's amazing. Don't know... fuck," he paused as the head of his cock brushed Izumo's. He kept his eyes squeezed shut and tried to think of something - anything that might distract him from just how good it felt, but he was coming up blank. "God, not gonna last like this," Kenji whispered, saying what they were all thinking but no one wanted to admit to.

Kenji opened his eyes and shifted, wrapping his hand around Kotetsu's cock, determined to distract himself. As he worked his friend's length, he started to thrust slowly, but steadily and the sounds it pulled from the other two were amazing. Moans and grunts fell constantly and even without how good it felt, those would have sent him damned close to the edge by themselves. The shift must have also allowed him to hit Kotetsu's prostate because the slanted eyes flew open wide and a steady stream of "fucks," "damns" and "oh Gods" started to come out.

So he picked up the pace, which caused him - and Izumo - more problems, but he couldn't resist the look of pleasure on Kotetsu's face. Izumo tilted his head and Kenji met the brown eyes. Their hands clasped then Izumo's eyes slid shut in pleasure and Kenji knew that he had very little time left before he lost it.

Turning his attention back to Kotetsu, he started thrusting harder, moving a little faster, stroking Kotetsu's cock as close to in time with the movement of his hips as he could. But Izumo started rocking at the same time and as their cocks rubbed each other inside Kotetsu, the pleasure became too much and his rhythm broke. He held on, damned near desperately, determined not to go off the edge until he heard his lovers go first. "Close," he whispered. "Cum for me, please. Tetsu, Zu... cum..." he nearly begged.

It must have been what Kotetsu needed because a moment later, he stuffed a fist in his mouth and let go. Even around his hand, the shout was louder than it should have been as he came, cum coating all three of them. "Oh fuck!" Izumo grunted, then bit Kotetsu's shoulder, his hips rocking even faster. Kenji saw the expression, knew what was happening but it wasn't until he felt the warmth around the head of his cock as Izumo's cum flooded Kotetsu's ass that his control broke. The orgasm hit him hard, tearing through him, stealing along nerve endings, snaking up his spine and shocking him.

He let his own curse out, unable to stop or muffle it, too surprised by the force of the climax. He continued to move, his thrusts slowing gradually as the pleasure took a long time to fade. He fell forward when it was over and caught himself just barely to keep from falling on both of them. "Holy fucking God..." was all he could force through stunned lips.

"That's... one way of putting it," Kotetsu whispered. His eyes were still wide, face still showing the shock. Kenji met them, then he shifted his gaze to Izumo and their eyes held for a long moment. Kotetsu twisted his head to look at Izumo then turned back to Kenji. Then their lips crashed together -- Kenji's and Kotetsu's -- and a million unexplainable things passed between them. When they broke apart, there was no pause, Kenji moved to Izumo and the same storm of emotion moved between them, as well. When he pulled back, he watched as Izumo and Kotetsu shared a kiss that looked as insane, as hard and as... confusing as his had been.

When they broke apart, they both looked at Kenji, whose gaze moved from one to the other then back again. A moment later, with no idea what to do with the things he'd seen when they looked at him, no idea what to do with the mess in his own head, he pulled carefully from Kotetsu's body. Kotetsu awkwardly shifted off of Izumo and settled in next to him. Kenji stretched out on Izumo's other side, rolling to face both of them.

He left a soft kiss on Izumo's lips then waited while Kotetsu did the same. Then they kissed each other before settling in. Kenji saw Kotetsu glance down at himself and he dropped a quick kiss on Izumo's shoulder before getting up and retrieving a pair of boxers. He couldn't tell if they were his or Kotetsu's, but he didn't care. He carefully cleaned Kotetsu's chest off, then tossed them over the side of the bed.

Kotetsu watched the whole thing, shock and something else that Kenji couldn't decipher, on his face. As Kenji settled in again, Kotetsu leaned over and kissed him. Kenji returned it, his fingers threading through the black spikes and Kotetsu did the same thing, holding Kenji close.

And for the first time since he'd told Izumo "I love you," he found himself struggling hard to bury the words again in relation to Kotetsu. The thought frustrated and confused Kenji even further. You can't love two people! He tried to tell himself that, but his brain and his heart were having a very heated disagreement over the issue and neither was willing to give in.

He laid down, instead, wrapping one arm around Izumo and tucking his boyfriend in against him. Izumo shifted and rolled, laying with his back to Kenji's front, spoon-style and Kotetsu moved in, threading his legs in with the other two. His arm went over Izumo and his hand rested on Kenji's hip.

Nothing more was said, but despite the incredible sex they'd just had, despite the late hour, it would take them all a very long time to fall asleep. There was too much floating through their heads, too much that each was trying to untangle. And none of them would be successful. Not that night, anyway.