Four Legged Frolics in Surburban Tokyo

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Love Hotel Vending Machine


Kisame was nervous. Itachi had assured him that his parents would be out of the house, but Itachi's brother was there. And Kisame knew enough from their telephone conversations over the previous week to know that Itachi's beloved little brother was extremely important to him. He wanted to make a good impression.

He knocked on the door, grinning as it opened to reveal a rather sour-faced middle schooler. He looked like a miniature version of Itachi, only with short, impossibly spiky hair.

"Hi," Kisame said, "you must be Sasuke. I'm Itachi's boyfriend Kisame. I brought you some candy."

Sasuke glared at Kisame and his outstretched bag of candy for several long moments. Finally, he spoke. "I don't approve."

And then the door was shut in Kisame's face.

Kisame stared, dumfounded, until it opened again. Itachi was there this time, and he ushered Kisame into the apartment.

"Sasuke," Itachi said, "apologize."

Sasuke half-pouted, half-scowled, but eventually listened to his older brother. "Sorry."

"What, exactly," Kisame said, teeth still gritted together in a grin, "is it about me that you don't approve of?"

"Have you looked at yourself in a mirror?"

Kisame wanted to punch the little brat.

"Don't mind Sasuke," Itachi said, "he's a little protective."

"More like he has a raging brother complex," Kisame muttered.

Sasuke's eyes narrowed at him. "What was that?"

"Nothing."

Itachi looked back and forth between his new boyfriend and his brother. Finally, he came to the conclusion that the issue was as resolved as it could be at the moment.

"Let's go," Itachi said to Kisame, turning towards the door. But then he turned around to look at Sasuke, his eyes softening noticeably as he did so, although the rest of his expression didn't really change. "Are you sure you'll be okay?"

Sasuke nodded even as he glared at Kisame. "Naruto's coming over."

"Okay. Have fun, then. And remember not to tell Mom and Dad about Kisame."

Sasuke was still frowning when Itachi closed the door, but Itachi could trust his little brother not to say anything. Instead, he turned his attention to Kisame, who was walking him towards the train stop. He guessed there was no joy ride for them today; though considering it was the middle of the afternoon, that was only to be expected.

"What do you think about a movie?" Kisame asked. "Or maybe we could go to the zoo? That seems like a popular date spot."

"Or we could go to a hotel."

Kisame's head snapped back at the statement, but Itachi's face was the usual unreadable expression. At any rate, he didn't think Itachi had been joking.

"Yeah," he said, probably a little to quickly, "we could totally do that."

They resumed their walk to the train station, chatting along the way. The conversation was mostly Kisame speaking, but Itachi listened and contributed when necessary. It was a setup that suited both of them just fine. Before they knew it they were in the love hotel district and had picked out a hotel at random. A giant screen stood in front of them, showing the rooms that were currently available.

"The themes are a lot more subtle than I thought," Kisame said, pondering over the selections.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I mean, I didn't expect every room to have a Hello Kitty S&M room, but these are all pretty tasteful."

"Do you like S&M?"

Kisame flushed at the question. "Umm. . . no? What about you, sempai?"

"I'm not particularly interested in it."

Kisame nodded, watching as Itachi made a selection. He wasn't sure if it was a random choice or something Itachi had put thought into, but he figured it didn't matter. A room was a room. It's not like they could do it at their homes, what with Kisame's mom and Itachi's brother around. After they paid for three hours worth of time they walked back towards the room, Kisame waiting with anticipation as Itachi used the key to open the door.

As they stepped through the door Kisame was disappointed to see that it looked extremely ordinary. There didn't seem to be any motif to the room at all. It looked like it could be a normal hotel room, really, albeit a rather nice one. The sheets on the bed were luxurious-looking enough to Kisame's untrained eyes, and there was a huge flat screen television along the wall. Well, admittedly, there was a vending machine right there in the foyer, stocked with extra ribbed condoms and vibrators and other sundry items. But that was standard for a love hotel room, right?

Itachi must have noticed the disappointed look on Kisame's face, because he gestured over at something Itachi had missed. There, sitting in the middle of the room as though it was a piece of furniture, was a tripod and video camera.

Kisame's eyes lit up. "Are we making a souvenir tape?"

"Only if we want to. The camera feeds into the television. It's main purpose is so you can watch yourselves; like a mirror, only in high definition. But if you get an SD card from the machine you can make a copy."

"So, that means we can get a tape, right?"

Kisame held his breath as Itachi seemed to consider the question. Finally, Itachi nodded. "I suppose it's fine."

Itachi went to go set up the camera to record as Kisame looked inside the vending machine. Really, though, there were a lot of useful items in there. He stuck in his credit card before selecting the SD card, a small bottle of lube, and a neon blue dildo with pearls embedded into its sides. The items fell to the bottom of the machine, and Kisame collected them before moving towards Itachi.

"Everything set up?"

Itachi nodded. "It was just a matter of pressing a switch."

Kisame could now see that the television was on, a picture of the bed coming up big and clear on its screen. He handed the SD card to Itachi, who pushed it into a well-labeled slot and pressed a button.

"Itachi-sempai," Kisame said, just a hint of pleading in his voice, "do you think you can. . ."

Kisame trailed off, and Itachi looked down to what he was holding up in his hands. A bottle of lube and a dildo. Itachi quickly put together what is was that Kisame wanted, and he had no problems with it.

"Fine," he replied, taking the items out of Kisame's hands. "Do you want me completely naked?"

"Yes, please."

Itachi started stripping off his clothes as he made his way to the bed, while Kisame went to take the camera off the tripod. Kisame turned around to see, through the screen of his camera, Itachi completely nude on the bed. Itachi was on his knees and elbows with his legs spread, already wet fingers reaching down towards his hole. Kisame licked his lips and he stepped forward, keeping the camera centered on that cute ass.

"You look so amazing like that," Kisame said, just as two of Itachi's fingers disappeared between his ass cheeks. "Can you spread your-"

"You don't have to ask, Kisame, you can just tell me to do it."

Kisame blinked at his sempai. ". . . Really?"

Itachi somehow turned his head around while keeping his balance as he nodded. "Yeah. If I don't like it I just won't do it."

"Oh. Okay." Kisame grinned. "In that case, spread 'em."

Itachi raised an eyebrow at the choice of words, but he decided to let his kouhei have his way. He removed his fingers from his hole, then leaned forward as he used both hands to pull his cheeks apart.

"Wow," Kisame mumbled, as that cute little hole came into view. It glistened withe the lubricant that had previously been on Itachi's fingers, and seemed to twitch slightly with the absence of them. Kisame zoomed in on it before moving his own finger towards the hole, tracing along the puckered circumference before pushing his finger in with a loud plop. Itachi sucked him in to the last knuckle without him even having to use much force. Kisame pulled his finger out and pushed it in again, before adding another one. Itachi was squirming underneath him and making little noises as Kisame finger fucked him, and Kisame was getting so damned turned on. "I bet you'd like something bigger in here, huh?"

Kisame removed his fingers and zoomed the camera out, while Itachi reached for the dildo and lube. It didn't take long to get the neon blue shaft nice and slick, and then Kisame watched as Itachi, on his hands and knees, pushed it into his ass. From the noises Itachi was making, it must have felt hella good. Kisame held the camera in one hand as he unzipped his pants with the other, pulling his cock out so he could jerk it while watching Itachi fuck himself.

It was a great show, but after awhile it called for some audience participation. Putting the camera down, Kisame gently pushed Itachi onto his back, the dildo sticking half in and half out of his hole. He crouched over the smaller boy, their cocks in each other's faces. Itachi didn't need any encouragement to suck the head of Kisame's cock into his mouth. Kisame moaned, looking up at the television to make sure the camera had a good view before sucking Itachi's cock into his mouth as well.

Itachi wasn't nearly as large as Kisame, but he had a nice dick all the same. Long, if a little slim, with a gentle curve that made it easy to fit down Kisame's throat. Kisame sucked it all in, enjoying the other boy's taste, Itachi's pubic hairs tickling his nose. Then he started bobbing up and down on the shaft as he reached for the dildo. One hand wrapped around Itachi's leg to pull it farther apart, while the other wrapped around the base of the dildo and started pounding Itachi's ass with it. Itachi's hips thrust upwards with the sudden intrusion, sending his cock deep into Kisame's throat.

Kisame watched on the large television as they sixty-nined each other, delighting in the way Itachi's hips moved up and down on the screen. Se sexy. After awhile he came, shooting what felt like gallons of cum into Itachi's mouth. Kisame shivered with his release, momentarily stopping his ministrations. But he soon went back to them, fucking Itachi even harder than before with that dildo, violently shoving it in and out of Itachi's hole. It didn't take long for Itachi to come as well, and Kisame swallowed his seed with pleasure.

Itachi was still sucking on him, and Kisame realized he was still hard, even as Itachi was going limp.

"Can I fuck you?" Kisame asked. "I'll make it quick."

Itachi pulled his mouth away from Kisame's cock and made a soft noise of assent. Kisame was quick to pull the dildo out and throw it onto the ground somewhere. Then he maneuvered Itachi onto his side, facing the video camera, and Kisame laid on his side behind him. He pulled Itachi's top leg up and draped it back over his own leg, than used a hand to guide his wet cock into that tight, delicious heat.

Kisame's eyes shut in pleasure and concentration as he slid into Itachi's hole, wondering how it could still be so tight after everything. It took awhile for him to work every inch of himself in. Finally, he was in to his balls, and he took a few moments to relish being completely inside of the other boy.

"Does it feel good?" Itachi murmured, his head bending back a little to look at Kisame.

"It feels amazing," Kisame moaned, pulling his cock out halfway before thrusting back in. "I love being inside you. I could spend all day fucking you."

"Hmm."

Kisame didn't waste time going slow and steady before building up a rhythm. He started fucking Itachi earnestly from the beginning, desperate to get off again and shoot a load in Itachi's ass.

"Does it feel good for you, sempai?" he asked, eager to hear some flattery.

A sly look passed over Itachi's eyes. He knew what Kisame wanted to hear. "Yeah. I love the way you fuck me. I love how big and thick your cock is, how it feels like it's ripping me apart. And I love it when you come inside me, love the way it feels to have your cum fill me up."

Kisame shivered and made some kind of unintelligible noise. He leaned down to crush their mouths together in a kiss, thrusting one last time before he started coming in Itachi's hole. This orgasm hit him even harder than the other one, and he swore he blacked out a little because of it. When he came to his nose was buried in Itachi's neck, his softening cock was still buried in Itachi's ass, and Itachi was lovingly caressing his balls.

"You're the best boyfriend ever," Kisame mumbled, pressing a kiss against Itachi's neck.