B1: Immoral Behaviour

Part 06

Jounouchi Katsuya was dreaming peacefully when a continuous ringing abruptly broke through his sleep-fogged mind. Wondering in frustration just what had awoken him from his wonderfully exotic dream state the teen hesitated, listening to his surroundings before attempting to commit fully to the realm of wake. Hearing that same obnoxious sound once more, he lazily noted that it was the phone and began to growl in annoyance, throwing his left forearm over his closed eyes. Once he heard the answering machine beep, signaling that it was at last picking up the call, he sighed in gratefulness and prepared to head right back to sleep.

"You have reached the Kaiba residence. Please state your name, business, and number, so that we may contact you immediately upon receipt of your message. Provided that we care who you are."

"That's Kaiba for ya," Jou thought aloud, snorting at the greeting recorded on the machine. That was, until he heard the relaying tenor voice on the cursed piece of technology.

"Mokuba, Jounouchi, I know you’re both there." Kaiba's voice claimed in derision. "Will one of you pick up the blasted phone? Mokuba, you know how much I hate this damn machine."

Chuckling slightly at the brunet's admission of weakness, Jounouchi began to feel around the cherry table stand extended behind the length of the couch with his left hand, in search of the phone.

"Mutt, if you're not there with my little brother like you promised I swear by all that is sacred..."

Hand landing on what he assumed to be the receiver, Jounouchi picked the cordless up off of the base, turning it on and bringing it to his left ear before the over zealous chairman could go off on a full blown tantrum. "What ever you do, do not wake your brother up, Kaiba. Or so help me I will make you regret it," the golden haired teen whispered in a sleep laden tone.

Seto snorted. "I take it he's wasted no time in assaulting you into submission," the CEO declared in satisfaction.

"Hn. Your brother's one horny individual, you know that, Kaib?" Jounouchi asked hoarsely, while glancing over at the digital clock that rested upon the mantel above the fireplace. Realizing that it was only seven in the morning, Jou rolled his eyes and emitted a derisive grunt.

"If you think he's bad just wait until I get home." The billionaire claimed in a sultry tone.

"Oh good gravy," Jou retorted. Hearing the boy on the other side of the phone chuckle with barely suppressed amusement, Jounouchi could only smile, while running his fingers through the silky black hair of the smaller boy who was still sound asleep atop him. "Is that a promise or a threat Blue-Eyes?" Jou inquired of the executive's previous statement.

"That depends." Kaiba replied evasively.

"On what," Jou asked in lazy curiosity.

"On what you want it to be."

Jou raised one golden brow, now fully awoken with unguarded interest. "Why don't you just surprise me when you get back?" The blond asked in a playful alto.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the two teens, Mokuba smiled softly as he eavesdropped on the conversation between the two. He could hear his brother's voice emitting clearly from the phone's receiver, and was ecstatic with the thought that the blond just might decide to stay and become part of their - his and his brother's - lives for good.

"Jou, Mokuba's not pressuring you too much is he? If he's making you uncomfortable and you need your space in order to think things through, I can always have a talk with him." Kaiba claimed in a melancholic tone as he abruptly changed the subject.

Mokuba immediately tensed with the notion of having possibly coerced the handsome teen into coupling with him only mere hours ago, unconsciously wrapping his arms tighter around the blond's torso.

Taking notice of the smaller boy's slight shift, and the tiny tremble consuming his frame, Jou began to rub his back in a soothing gesture, observing with mild shock that he had probably been awake since he had picked up the phone. "No Kaib, he hasn't. In fact I'm going to tell you the same thing I told him earlier. I know what I want. I just want to make sure that I make the right decision, and that we all benefit from it without someone getting hurt unintentionally," the blond claimed while continuing to rub the smaller youth's back. "This effects so much more than just you or me or Mokuba, this concerns all three of us."

"I am well aware of this, and so is Mokuba. I just wanted to make sure you weren't feeling pushed into anything you didn't want to be a part of, that's all, Jounouchi," Kaiba claimed in relief at the blond's admittance.

"Does that mean that if I choose to be a part of you, I can push myself deep into..." Jou started in a sultry tone, only to be cut off hastily by the brunet.

"Kisama! That's not what I meant and you know it!" Kaiba squawked in astonishment.

Jou cracked up laughing, knowing full well that the young billionaire was blushing like a newly deflowered virgin. He was not the only one though as Mokuba joined in merrily, to the horror of Seto who had now realized that his brother was awake and listening intently.

"I know what you meant Kaib, don't worry," Jou tittered. "Do you want to talk to your brother?" he asked, finally calming his breathing enough to talk.

But before Kaiba could deign the blond with an answer, Mokuba had snatched the phone from Jounouchi, sitting up on the golden-haired boy's pelvis and rubbing their groins together nonchalantly as he proceeded to talk to his elder brother in a singsong voice. "Hey big brother, what's up?" he chirped.

Jounouchi groaned, tuning out the conversation between the siblings as he wrapped his left arm loosely around the smaller boy's waist. Raising his right hand up to tuck a few errant locks behind Mokuba's left ear, he allowed his fingers to entwine in the silky-smooth raven colored silk upon his head. Cupping the back of the youth's head, Jou brought Mokuba closer to him until he could lift himself up enough to lick and nip at the juncture of his collar bone enticingly.

"Unnn... Big brother, I hate to let you go but somebody on this end is beckoning for my attention," Mokuba claimed in a strangled voice.

Jou snickered a little at the comment, before moving his left hand on down to cup one of the darker haired boy's baby soft globes. Sliding his hand on down the smooth crack of Mokuba’s ass, Jou laid his palm flat, spreading the twin cheeks with his slender fingers before taking his middle digit and inserting it into the puckered orifice he found in the center. He then moved his finger in and out of the tight channel, stretching it in preparation for his burgeoning desire.

"All right, love you too big brother. Bye-Bye," Mokuba claimed affectionately, grinding his hips into the blonde's now turgid flesh below, as he hastily disconnected the phone.


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Shaking his head, Kaiba hung up the phone with a soft smirk on his face. He was well aware of how manipulative his little brother could be, and was sure that Jounouchi would be exhausted whenever he returned home. Sighing, the young executive leaned against the back of the couch. Taking his right hand, he ran long slender fingers through his chestnut locks as he exhaled in boredom. Picking up the television remote, he turned on the wall mounted plasma screen. Turning his head, he began to survey the more than spacious penthouse in which he was renting for the weekend. His flight had arrived the previous evening, and he had assumed his reservation immediately, completely wiped out from the tiresome trip.

The rooms were too lavish in design and substance for him, but he didn't bother with those thoughts at the moment. For all he could think of was how much he rather be home than having to go to some lackluster meeting with a bunch of prospective proprietors that afternoon.

Not really paying one ounce of attention to the television to begin with, Kaiba turned the device off, rising from his position on the couch, and stalking off in the direction of the bathroom. "The least I can do is get my shower now, in order to pass some time," he thought to himself solemnly.


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"Now, I believe you requested my undivided attention," Mokuba claimed, taking his left hand and pulling the blonde's finger from his anal recesses, before pushing him to land softly on his back, tossing the disconnected phone to the floor. "Since you now have it, you are going to lay back and relax as I proceed to fuck your brains out," he declared passionately as he leaned forward, bracing both of his hands on the teen's chest.

"And you fuck your brother with that mouth," Jou retorted.

Chuckling at the boy's antics, Jounouchi leaned up to lick the youth's supple bottom lip reverently in request. Feeling generous, Mokuba opened his mouth, allowing the blond to invade and deepen the assault of his mouth, ultimately distracting the older teen from his next move.

Bracing his left hand upon the golden-haired boy's firm pectoral muscles, he reached back with his right, steadying the older boy's turgid hot flesh before his puckered opening. Bringing his body down, he began to force himself upon the stiff rod. Making both him and the recipient cry out in pleasurable pain as he mounted the massive flesh and embedded it within his deep anal recesses.

Throwing his head against the arm of the couch, Jounouchi grabbed the smaller boy's hips firmly, trying to stop him from hurting himself. However, as he felt his dick being engulfed by Mokuba's tiny frame, he knew he was already too late. Once the boy settled upon him, Jou raised concerned amber orbs up to gaze into the boy's own prussian’s. He was about to question the youth as to if he was all right, but immediately knew the answer to be yes when Mokuba smiled, gliding his hands down and around his chest, tweaking his nipples as his tiny fingers landed upon them.

Pushing against the chiseled chest of his lover, Mokuba braced his knees as he began to slowly surge and descend the smooth, turgid muscle of his beloved.

Once again Jou threw his head back, growling deep in the back of his throat, reveling in the divinity of the friction being applied to his meaty organ that was pulsating due to the blood boiling throughout his visceral veins. Bending his knees and bringing his legs up for leverage, the blond began to help the youth glide up and down his cock while bucking into his supple backside.

Mokuba in the meantime threw his head forward, raven locks cascading over his shoulders in obsidian falls over the blond. He had just began to feel his muscles spasm within his lower stomach when something within him was hit, making him shriek in delirium while riding wave upon wave of cosmic euphoria. Tiny stars flickering behind his lids as he traversed through space at warping levels of speed.

Jounouchi could feel his groin tighten with every scream the boy emitted, as he hit the spongy bundle of nerves deep within the very center of his anal cavity. Knowing within the back of his mind that the both of them wouldn't last much longer, he took his right hand and grasped the boy's penis, pumping the hard member in short, quick jerks. Taking his thumb, he encircled the tiny slit at the crown of the head, smearing the leaking pre-come as he continued to jack the boy off in succession to his thrusting pelvis.

For the next few moments, the only sounds heard were the labored breaths, moans and screams of the two sweaty individuals, as their fevered bodies collided in pure primordial passion. Only to end all to soon when both bodies arched into each other, climaxing with an ecstatic shout as Mokuba spilt his seed within the blonde's palm, and Joey within the boy himself.

Both lay there upon the couch, sweaty and exhausted from their passion play. Trying desperately to cling to what precious little oxygen their air deprived lungs would admit into their bodies. Mokuba stretched out on top of the blond, while Jounouchi himself slowly wrapped his left arm around the youth's waist, gently embracing him. After what seemed like a short eternity, Mokuba leaned up on the older boy's chest.

"I'm going to take a shower, you want to join me?" He asked, taking his hand and brushing back sweat soaked blond strands, and looking into Jou's amber orbs, which were still hazy with the after effects of their culmination.

"Hn, sounds good to me," Jou claimed hoarsely, while sitting up on the couch.

Scuttling back from his comfortable position on the golden haired teen, Mokuba moved to stand, rising on shaky limbs to walk towards and ascending the staircase to the bathroom. It was only a moment before Jounouchi followed, his own legs much more steady.

"I swear by the mighty gods, if Seto don't get back soon there might not be much left of me." Jounouchi thought to himself. But upon closer inspection, one could see the tiny smile that decided to appear on his face as he watched the retreating backside of his smaller lover. "I must admit, if I'm going go to hell I might as well go out with style. And what better way to go than between the two richest most beautiful men in Japan?" he thought, golden bangs swaying as he shook his head.