And the Kink Goes On

Nijuuyon: Wink if you like it


The following week was a blur of attention focused on Ryuuji and his platinum blond hair color.
Though he wore it in the same ponytail, he had replaced the red headband with a light blue and silver one and was now seen in large loose fitting shirts with Shakespearian style sleeves and his bolero vests.
The strangest part was on Tuesday at the end of the day, when he was pressed to find out what had made him decide to change, he had blushed demurely and whispered in a barely audible voice, “I think I’m in love.”
Amid the gasps, squeals and gaffaws, I could hear the sound of Kaiba scoffing. I turned just in time to see him rolling his eyes and looking back toward his laptop.
The rest of the gang was looking his way and from the looks they were giving him, I expected something bad.
“Kaiba, don’t be cold. Ryuuji deserves love, don’t you agree?” Yugi asked as he placed a hand on Marik’s arm and stood in front of Bakura.
“What do you care if I do or do not agree, Yugi?” Kaiba threw the question back at them.
“I just think that Ryuuji would appreciate our support and you being his peer in business it’s kinda important.” The tiny duelist squeaked out.
“Whatever.” Kaiba smirked.
Marik broke away from Yugi and pulled Kaiba to his feet. The CEO glared at the Egyptian, but didn’t speak as the combined efforts of Jou and I pulled Marik off.
“Kaiba, you Ice Prick! You just know nuttin about love!” Jou shouted as he held Marik’s left shoulder while I strained to keep his right under control.
“Oh?” Kaiba said, raising an eyebrow at the sandy blond. “Is that so?”
Jou was about to respond when Kaiba turned to the diceman and leaned close. He lifted Ryuuji’s chin with his finger and kissed him, hard. “Congratulations on your new Lover, Ryo. Have dinner with me and tell me all about it.” He said and Ryuuji nodded, meekly.
Kaiba stood tall, turned and smirked at Jou who stood open-mouthed and the CEO walked out the door.
We all turned back to the diceman in shock and he blushed prettily back.
“He’s . . .um, he’s . . .” Ryo stammered.
“He must have a ten inch dick!” Bakura snorted.
“Or balls of steel.” Marik added.
“Ryuuji, is that who you’re in love with?” Jou added as he got his mouth to work again.
“Well, maybe not in love. But, Gods he’s hot and I’ll take that, wouldn’t you?” The diceman said, looking around.
The room was silent and I couldn’t take it. “Sure, Ryo. Being in lust is almost as good.” And I started gathering my stuff.
I waited until everyone was gone and caught Ryo alone. “What was that all about?” I asked, not angry but confused.
“Kaiba heard a rumor about me and this seemed the best way to subvert it. They were claiming I was socially stunted and probably abused by my father. Honda, my father perpetually ignored me, he never spent enough time with me to abuse me.” Ryo said.
“Yea, I understand. So, why this?” I asked.
“We went over lots of options, but having a boyfriend takes care of my coming out, also.” Ryo explained.
“Were you going to?” I asked.
“I’ve wanted to for a while. I get real tired of those groupie girls hanging on me. Now I can just tell them that I’m gay.” Ryo added smiling
“Just have your boyfriend glare at them, they’ll give you a ten foot ring of privacy. Kaiba could stare down the devil.” I assured him.
“Yeah, that would work. Are you mad at all, Honda? I mean, you were with Kaiba, first.” Ryo asked.
“I’m not with Kaiba, Ryo. I told you, I’m not really sure what it is, but I don’t think there’s a whole lot of emotion involved. I don’t even like him most of the time, but when he asks me to do something, I just can’t say ‘no’. I probably should be worried about it, especially with what he’s wanting now.” I said before I could stop myself.
“He tells you, beforehand?” Otogi asked.
“Not usually. I shouldn’t have said anything.” I hedged.
“Too late. What is it?” Otogi insisted and even though the blond hair cut his serious look down two notches, I could tell that he wasn’t letting this go.
“Okay. He wants to watch someone . . . you know . . .Bottom me.” I said, blushing furiously.
“He wants to watch you get fucked?” Ryo repeated and I nodded, looking around to be sure we were alone. “And you haven’t done this, yet?” he added and I shook my head.
“Not with anyone but him. He says that he won’t put me under just anyone.” I began, then stopped before I accidentally insulted Ryo. How do you tell a guy that he’s not man enough to top you?
“That would be hard to find. It’s easy to get someone to fuck me, but you aren’t a natural bottom. What?” he said to my staring face. “Did you think I don’t know that I’m a Uke all the way?”
“Sorry, Ryo. I guess I just assumed.” I stammered.
“You assumed that I wanted to be a top? Honda, most of the intrigue of this, for me, is the domination. I’m learning a lot about myself. I have two idiots working at my store and when I close it, I want someone else to take charge . . . of everything.”

“Wow, you do?” I said stupidly.
“Gods, Honda. Don’t you think about what you are doing, afterwards?” Ryo asked. “Never mind. Now, about who to top you . . . . someone our own age, so no old guys get us all in trouble. The maniac is out . . . . he’s scary, but I still don’t see you letting him top you, without that damn rod interfering.” Ryo began going through all of the others in the gang, one by one, dismissing them for one reason or another. I caught a glimpse of what Kaiba must be thinking, as he too considered my options.

“And it can’t be someone I don’t know very well.” I added.
“Of course not. Use your head, Honda.” Ryo added, leaning against the teacher’s desk. “If only . . . .” he said looking toward the familiar seat of my old friend.
“You think He could top me?” I suggested, remembering a recent conversation. “But, would he put up with Kaiba?”
“That’s what I was wondering. . . . they have a history and not a good one.” Ryo said, smirking.
“Well, you did too. And He does have . . . um . . . a desire.” I added blushing.
“What?” Ryo said, grabbing my face and staring into my eyes. “Start talking, Butch.” He said and I began my confession.

The next day, Ryo and Kaiba were cuddling in a corner of the cafeteria.
Well, Ryo was cuddling. Kaiba was actually typing on the laptop and nodding as the diceman talked.
I turned away from the sight and to the group across from me. Most of the others were deep in conversation. Some about Ryo, some about other things.
Jou sat across from me, eating a bento as I picked at mine. When he finished I pushed the remains of my food towards him.
“Hey, Jou. I’m not very hungry, you want this?” I asked and he eyed me for a second before digging in.
Okay, Honda. Go for it.
“Jou, do you remember what we were talking about . . . before?” I asked in low tones, not whispering, because that would have gotten us more unwanted attention.
Jou looked up from his chopsticks and nodded with his mouth still open for the bite he held in the air.
Keep going, Honda.
“I need to talk to you about it . . . more.” I said, looking down the table at the others.
Jou’s eyes followed mine; he put the food down and looked around the room. “Sure.” He said, quickly finishing the shrimp sushi and rice. “Let’s go to the library.” He suggested.
Once we were between two rows of bookshelves, I turned and looked at my confused friend.
Jou stood at one end of the aisle looking extremely male. He exuded power and I got a chill.
If Kaiba agreed . . . it could work.
“How much do you want me, Jou?” I asked letting my voice assume a submissive tone like I used with my master.
Jou looked shocked.
“I thought . . .” he began.
“If there was a way, would you take it” I asked.
Jou’s eyes got a little scary, determined. “Like this!” he said, reaching out and pulling my waist until I was directly in front of him and his mouth covered mine.
I continued to be submissive, actually enjoying it immensely.
Jou pulled back, but didn’t release me.
“What about that boyfriend?” he asked.
I looked down at the open front of Jou’s uniform shirt, noting for the first time a small swatch of blond hair between his pects.
“It’s complicated.” I said.
“But possible? How, Honda? How is it possible for me to have you, when you say you belong to someone else?” Jou asked.
I swallowed, hard.
“He’ll share, if he can watch.” I mumbled, clearly but quietly.
“Watch?! Is he a sick fuck?” Jou said, keeping it low for the sake of our location, but not holding back some revulsion.
My heart dropped and I sagged visibly.
“You get off on it, too?” he asked, now concerned.
“I guess I was wrong,” I began. “It won’t work.” I began to pull away.
“Wait.” Jou said, maintaining his hold. “Gods! I’m not that uptight, ya just surprised me. Okay, so what are we talking about, Honda?” he asked.
“Lot’s of stuff, Jou. If you aren’t open-minded, it won’t work.” I said, daring to look up. Jou’s eyes were intense, like he was planning his next move in a duel. “You can go as far as you want, and stop whenever you get over your head. There are rules, but no one would force you. All I need is one time, can you do that?”
“Honda,” Jou sighed. “I’d do anything, I mean, when do we do this?” he amended.
“I’ll talk to him. I think he will be okay, but I usually let him decide. I’ll tell you tomorrow, but it will probably be Saturday.” I explained.
“Okay. IF he approves, Saturday. Honda?” he said, his voice shallow. “If he doesn’t, ya owe me, big time.”
I looked at his eyes that suddenly looked down. His pants were doing little to hide the bulge of his anticipation.
“I know. I wish I could help you, now. But that would be wrong. I’m sorry.” I said and meant it.
“Yeah, just get outta here. I have things to take care of.” Jou said, pulling his arms away. I hurried out of the halls.

I watched that night for the screen to pop up the IM window.

BEWD_Master:: Fifi tells me that you have news.
CGuardian_HH:: Maybe. Maybe, I have found a breeder.
BEWD_Master:: I’m intrigued.
CGuardian_HH:: It’s no pure breed.
BEWD_Master:: A . . . mutt?
CGuardian_HH:: Yeah, a very interested one.
BEWD_Master:: Hmm.
BEWD_Master:: What is the agreement?
CGuardian_HH:: He wants Butch.
CGuardian_HH:: Has for a while.
CGuardian_HH:: Understands that there is a master, but not the details.
BEWD_Master:: And - that this is Not going to be private?
CGuardian_HH:: Yes.
BEWD_Master:: He will be surprised.
CGuardian_HH:: Yes.
BEWD_Master:: Not in a good way.
CGuardian_HH:: Maybe.
BEWD_Master:: That could make it interesting.
BEWD_Master:: Why him?
CGuardian_HH:: Ryo suggested it. I saw his point.
CGuardian_HH:: added plus, this mutt is a stud.
BEWD_Master:: How so?
CGuardian_HH:: You are never around for showers?
BEWD_Master:: I usually leave early.
CGuardian_HH:: Oh, right
CGuardian_HH:: Well, the puppy has an impressive package.
BEWD_Master:: Long?
CGuardian_HH:: that, too.
BEWD_Master:: Large?
CGuardian_HH:: Mmmmm.
BEWD_Master:: Don’t drool!
CGuardian_HH:: Sorry, Sir.
BEWD_Master:: Bring him on Saturday.
BEWD_Master:: I have something special in mind.
CGuardian_HH:: Thank you.
BEWD_Master:: Save that.
BEWD_Master:: Don’t tell him anything else, except that he is acceptable.
CGuardian_HH:: Yes, Master.
BEWD_Master:: And you are to keep control until then, understood?
CGuardian_HH:: Yes, Master.

I got the message. No unauthorized ejaculating until Saturday and this was Wednesday. Three days to go.


I led the curious blond down the road, having left my bike at home on the way from my last delivery.
We reached the more affluent neighborhood around five and as we approached the gates, the guard waved at me.
“Eh, Honda-san? You got a delivery today?” he asked.
“Yep.” I answered. “A real important one.” And he pressed the button that opened the huge wrought iron gates.
“Honda? Dis place looks kinda familiar. Are you sure we’re at da right joint?” Jou whispered to me, his accent getting stronger as his stress level rose.
I smiled and nodded as we followed the long driveway to the looming complex that was my lover’s home.
At the back door, we were greeted by the butler, who merely nodded to us and led the way to the library.
We stepped through the doors to find Kaiba leaning against the back of a chair and watching us.
“Well, okay. Now, I am stumped. Kaiba?” Jou asked and then jumped when the CEO barked out a series of laughs.
“Give him a break, okay Kaiba-san?” I begged.
Kaiba stopped laughing and pushed off of the chair to walk a circle around us, looking Jou over and brushing along my thighs 'innocently' as he passed me.
“Do you understand what you have stepped into, Mutt?” Kaiba asked and before Jou could snap out a reply, he raised a hand.
Jou froze at the look that crossed Kaiba’s features. I did, too.
“Rule number one: In my home or on my company property, I can call you anything I want. But for today, how about we just stick with Jounouchi?”
“Eh, yeah. Okay.” Jou said, blushing as the anger in his face changed to embarrassment. “Hey, what about Otogi?” he asked.
“He is not part of our day. But he is part of this game. Now, rule number two: you will call me ‘Sir or Kaiba-san’ and you will call me it, often.” Kaiba added, dismissing the topic of Ryo.
“Um, wait a minute Kaiba . . . SAN. You aren’t in charge of me. I didn’t agree to nuttin’ like that.” Jou growled out.
“And just what did you agree to?” Kaiba said, his voice tightly controlled.
“I, eh . . . just wanted to be with Honda.” Jou said, meekly.
“And he belongs to me!” Kaiba returned.
Jou turned to me looking for an argument, but all I could do was nod to him in answer.
Yes, I can admit it, I belong to Kaiba as much as the chair he had been leaning on.
Jou turned back to my master and glared at him. “And if you want to play with my toys, there are rules.” Kaiba said walking across to stand in Jou’s face.
Jou matched his stare and I was afraid they would break into another fight.
“What’s rule three?” Jou asked.
“Rule number three: Leave your anger and fears at the door and what happens here, stays here. You have stepped into my world and you will step out when we are through. Do you agree to these rules?” Kaiba asked, smiling at the look of frustration on Jou’s face. I wanted to speak, but I could tell that it wouldn’t be allowed.
Jou’s eyes strayed to me for a second and Kaiba caught the move.
“I agree.” Jou said, determinedly.
Kaiba turned away and moved to a low table picking up a cup and lifting it to his lips. “Hiroto-kun, why are you still dressed?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, Kaiba-san.” I said as I pulled off my jacket and tossed in on the couch.
I could feel Jou’s eyes on me and as Kaiba continued to sip his drink, I stripped down to my boxers and Jou watched silently. When I reached for the waistband of my shorts, Kaiba turned and stopped me.
“Put on this robe,” he said picking it up off the chair he had leaned on. I took it and wrapped it around me. “Bring his clothes and come with us.” Kaiba said to Jou.
I wondered where we were heading as Kaiba grabbed the ties to the robe and pulled me behind him like I was leashed.
I didn’t have time to see if Jou was following but I could hear sounds behind me and knew he was there.
The room of mirrors was different than I remembered it.
The bed was still there, stripped of its dicemonster’s sheets and remade in deep chocolate brown linens. There were three chairs arrayed around the room and all of them faced the bed. The dresser had a matching brown towel draped across it and over something that was making odd lumps on the surface.
Kaiba turned and dropped the tie to reach for my clothes from Jou’s arms.
He put them in the same drawer he’d had me use the last time and turned around. “Have a seat, Jounouchi. Anywhere you want.” And as Jou chose a chair, Kaiba reached up to slide the robe off of my shoulders.
I stood at the foot of the bed as Kaiba turned me to face it, then he walked away. I watched him in the mirrors as he draped the robe over his arm and headed for the hidden closet.
When he stepped through, I looked at Jou where he sat behind me.
“You okay?” I asked him.
“Yeah. Just great.” He said, not too convincingly.
“Jou, you don’t have to stay. That door isn’t locked.” I told him, hoping he wasn’t leaving. The look in Kaiba’s eyes as we walked into the room told me that he approved of my choice and would make it something special for me.
“Maybe not, but I’d just get lost trying to find the exit. I’ll just stay here.” Jou said, looking around the room “Hey, this is going to be you and me, right?” he asked.
“Mostly.” I told him to receive a freaked-out stare.
Kaiba returned from the closet in the robe, and I was certain, nothing else.
He had been listening, I was sure and as he went to one of the available chairs and dropped something, he spoke to Jou.
“Aren’t you feeling a little overdressed, Katsuya-chan?”
The reaction was weird.
Jou looked about to scream at the CEO, when Kaiba stepped away and Jou saw what was on the chair. Big Red
“What is that? Eh, Kaiba-san.” He said.
“An old friend of Hiroto-kun’s. Help Jounouchi with his things. They go in the drawer under yours.” Kaiba said opening the lower drawer below the one Ryuuji had used and placing his neatly folded clothes inside.
“Yes, Kaiba-san.” I said, opting for the honorific until Jou had relaxed a bit. I turned and went to where Jou was sitting and dropped to my knees in front of him. He just stared at me as I reached up to push his jacket off of his shoulders and started pulling on a sleeve.
Jou shifted forward to allow me to complete my task of removing his coat and shirt. Once he was bare from the waist up, I crawled back and started on his socks.
I didn’t get a reaction until I started undoing the button and zipper on his pants, causing him to jump back and look over at Kaiba.
I could see in the mirror that Master was leaning on the end of the dresser, his arms crossed and his face neutral as he watched. I smiled up, not necessarily at Jou. But it had an effect, and I continued my work.
“Lift up.” I said as I pulled the waistband down and under his hips.
Jou obliged me and I pulled the pants to the floor and over his feet.
Once I had everything folded, I rose and took them to the dresser, put them away and stood there waiting for further instructions.
Jou sat where he was and Kaiba stood smirking at him. I was just about to start worrying when Kaiba spoke up.
“Do you want to introduce your two old friends, Hiroto-kun?” and my eyes slid to the red phalanx in the other chair.
“Yes, Kaiba-san. Please.” I said as my mind filled with images of my old friend Jou moving the crimson toy inside of me.
As Kaiba smiled, Jou looked about to scream again, then Kaiba pointed to the bed and I hurried over.
“Over the end.” Kaiba said as he pulled back the brown towel and picked up a tube. He turned back and tossed it at the confused blond.
Jou held it as I kneeled down and lay face first on the bed. I willed my friend to move, knowing that speaking was out of the question, right now.
Kaiba crossed to me and pulled my boxers to my knees. Jou’s eyes shot to the area that was exposed. Kaiba ran a hand over my rear and made an appreciative sound, then moved away.
Jou seemed to snap, rising from his seat and gravitating to me. I watched in the mirror as the blond dropped to his knees behind me and reached his hand up. He smoothed my skin and gently pressed his fingers in as he grabbed one cheek and sized it up.
I lay still, my hands flat against the blanket on either side of my head and my knees slightly parted.
Jou moved forward between my feet and he leaned down. His breath caressed my bottom. I felt his hand move away and one finger traced my crack, riding down and then rising back.
“Don’t hold back, Jounouchi. He wants this.” I heard Kaiba whisper to the blond.
“He does?” Jou asked, his voice low and hoarse. “Why?” he added.
“Because I want it.” Kaiba responded causing the finger to hesitate. “He want this for me and for you.”
“For me?” Jou parroted. “He wants this?” Then pulled his finger away and opened the tube. I watched through a side mirror as he warmed the gel between his thumb and fingers and the digits rolled around seductively.
My organ tightened as I watched him move and soon it was throbbing against the side of the mattress.
Jou’s hand moved back and I felt the warmed gel reach my anus and he smoothed it around before pressing in.
After the months with Kaiba, I didn’t need slow, so I pushed back and impaled myself quickly. It was heaven and I rolled my hips once, before I felt a sharp slap to my exposed rear.
“Let him set the pace he wants.” Kaiba scolded and Jou looked up at him in shock.
“Sorry, Master.” I groveled freezing my body so that Jou could begin again.
“Hey, Kaiba!” Jou said, jumping to my rescue, only to have his hand grasped by Kaiba’s stopping all movement.
“Do not interfere with him and I. He doesn’t need you to protect him from me.”
“Um, okay.” Jou said and after a harsh look from the CEO he added. “Kaiba-san.”
“Continue, Jounouchi. Go at whatever speed you wish, but remember, this isn’t his first time.” Kaiba said, moving away.
Jou’s finger shifted as Kaiba released him and I noticed an immediate increase in his speed. He was quickly up to three fingers and moving them fast.
He had hit my sweet spot on several occasions and it was all I could do to contain my climax. Jou was sweating too as he rocked against my leg and shifted to add friction to his own need.
Suddenly, his hand froze and I opened my eyes to find Kaiba standing over him holding “Big Red” out.
My dick twitched in excitement and Jou just stared at the toy.
“Tell him, Hiroto-kun.” Kaiba said and I lifted my head from the mattress.
“Please, Jou. Do it to me.” I begged. “I want you to use Big Red on me. I want you to stick it in while Master watches.”
“Gods, Honda. It’s so big.” Jou said, staring at the dildo and licking his lips.
“It’s real good, Jou. Please.” I begged as Kaiba shoved it forward.
Jou took it and held it near my butt as Kaiba retrieved the lube. He squeezed it out onto the thing's tip and capped the tube as he walked away.
“Do it, Jou. Slow and easy. I can take it.” I said putting my head onto the bed, again.
Jou stared at it a moment longer before reaching up to smooth the gel along its length and then angle it toward me, his one hand grabbing my cheek, smearing it with the left over gel and holding it tight as the other pushed the dong closer.
I could feel the tip push against my opening and the muscles, though relaxed, fought its intrusion. Jou pushed harder and the flesh gave way, allowing the entrance of the head and burning a little as it went deeper.
The feeling of being full encompassed my body as it finally completed its trek and Jou stopped pushing.
“Ahh, good.” I said as he looked down at it. “More Jou. Move it.” I coached.
“Move it?” he asked unsure what to do.
“Yeah, turn it. Pull back some. Whatever you want.” I said.
The dildo turned some and began to recede, then quickly came back full force, drawing a gasp from me and a groan from Jou as he pressed his bulging boxers closer to my thigh.
He moved the toy some more and all the while rubbed against me bringing more sounds from both of us.
I was soon afraid that, though I could hold back, Jou could not and just as I was about to say something, Kaiba spoke up.
“Take it out, Jounouchi.” And Jou froze. “Take out the toy. He wants you. We both want you to fuck him, now.”
I watched Jou’s face turn toward the millionaire, slowly. His look was shocked but the toy began to leave me and Jou’s dick was no longer touching my thigh.
Jou pulled out the dildo and tossed it to the floor. He reached to his hips and yanked his boxers down to his knees.
From my position all I could see was the reflection of his butt and an inch of skin below his navel. His tool was blocked by my ass and I was denied the view. But as he shifted forward, I could feel it press against me. I couldn’t hold the moan that escaped my throat and, as I heard it myself, I felt Jou push up to my crack. My eyes quickly scanned the room, looking for Kaiba, who was standing against the dresser.
After Big Red, no one could be too much for me, but as Jou aimed his tool at my loosened opening, I felt the blunt end very clearly and knew he was a force to be dealt with.
I gripped the sides of the mattress as Jou positioned himself and pushed in.
He moved slowly, in and out, flexing his hips and rolling them as he entered, thick and filling. I was right that Jou’s dick was a good size, I judged from where I lay that it must be over seven inches and thick like over two inches. The feeling was heaven.
I had closed my eyes so I was surprised when I heard Kaiba’s voice from near my head. I looked up and found him squatting near me with one hand balancing him on the edge of the bed.
“Jounouchi, have you ever heard of winking?” he asked and Jou’s movements slowed to a near stop.
I was at a loss, but in the reflection I could see Jou nod, slowly.
“Then, you would know the procedure. Do it, Jou. After seeing your size, I have to see this. You are perfect.” Kaiba said, throwing the odd compliment to one of his sworn rivals in a strange and disconcerting way.
Jou of course, reacted by freezing up and I wanted to get him to move again.
Kaiba rose and moved behind Jou, his eyes glued to our joined bodies.
“I’ve never done this, Kaiba. . . .san.” Jou argued. “It could hurt him.”
“No. You’re doing fine. Stay relaxed Hiroto. This will be an experience.” Kaiba said and Jou pushed himself in to the base, stopping again and looking up with pleading eyes.
“Do it, Jounouchi.” Kaiba ordered as I waited, fingers gripping the bedding with the same intensity that Jou’s fingers held my hips.
The blond nodded once, then he pulled back swiftly, leaving me completely before plunging in again to the point where his balls slapped mine.
I couldn’t hold back the yelp and as Jou repeated this, another followed. He moved faster, pulling out completely before plunging in to the hilt each time. Kaiba stood where he was as my friend impaled me over and over.
The burn that I was feeling was constantly relit by these intrusive thrusts and Jou’s cock found my prostate with unerring efficiency, dragging me to a blissful state even as he abused my body.
“It’s amazing, Hiroto. Can you see it, Jou? It actually looks like it's winking at us.” Kaiba cried out, excitedly. His eyes still intent on the place where Jou was plugging me.
“Nnnghh! Yeah, Ahhh! Gods, Kaiba! I just . . . Honda!” Jou said, thrusting in and staying a moment longer before continuing on. “I can’t last!” he rasped.
“Pull out! Cum on his ass.” Kaiba instructed and Jou complied, groaning and then covering my butt with warm streams of goo.
I was close, too. And the lack of stimulation left me frustrated. I clenched my teeth on a growl as Jou dropped to sit on his feet behind me, panting and gasping.
“Roll over, Hiroto.” Kaiba said with a deep throaty tone. I could have cried as I managed to turn on the bed, laying on my back with my knees over the end near Jou’s form and my organ standing at attention.
Kaiba dropped his robe to the floor as he crawled over me, positioning his knees on either side of my head and his hands on my hips.
“Together, Hiroto. Do this with me.” He said as he leaned down, his own engorged organ in my face as he slid his mouth over my length.
I caught on fast, latching onto his cock and sucking deeply.
Kaiba’s hips shifted as his head bobbed and his organ strove to travel down my throat. I relaxed my gag reflex and took him deep even as he downed my dick.
I was too far-gone to last and though I tried to, I was loosing ground. Then, Kaiba dipped his finger into my still sensitive opening and I was lost. The semen boiled out of me bursting into Kaiba’s mouth just before he too tightened up and filled me with his load.
I swallowed automatically as I rode the diminishing waves of my climax.
Kaiba rose to his knees, leaning against the headboard and gasping breaths.
I could see a dribble of white in the corner of his mouth and it transfixed me.
I didn’t see Jou move, but there he was, next to us, leaning in like he was drawn. I watched as he tilted forward and licked the drip from the CEO’s mouth.
Kaiba smiled.
That was the only scary part.

Wow, these things are starting to write themselves.
I don't mean to take my reviewers for granted and so, I will send out a group hug to you all.
*HUG*
Now, to address a few issues.
First off, to the reviewer who was kind enough to include a review for five chapter groupings. I am sorry if you got a little squicked by some of the kinks I have included. I can't focus on some things and leave others out, without feeling hypocritical.
And based on other review, I think they agree.
Secondly, the bitch scene was actually written, but I decided to take it out, because I am not writing a Kaiba centric fic here. This is Honda's story, so for him to take Kaiba in the manner that gets it in the story, will have to wait til later.
Suffice to say, that this time was not for Honda's benefit, as tired as he was, it wasn't as enjoyable for him as it was for the CEO.
Thirdly, someone wants a foot fetish chapter, and I have planned for it, but you threw me with a simple typo.
I am writing a Naruto story also, and the character "Kiba" is in it, and not the one involved with a foot scene I was working on, so when that came up here, I nearly had palpitations. (Hey, I live in the south.)
And Lastly, I nearly went stir crazy when I read the reviews and thought I had reviewed on my own story. Thanks, Anna. Love hearing from you. Keep sending me your thoughts. Seriously!
Here's a hint, the next chapter is a BDSM thingy, so if you don't like don't read, and if you do, then enjoy!