Oh so kinky

Mokuba had lost track of the time while he spent his afternoon counting the holes in the ceiling of Seto’s office. Time and time again, the younger Kaiba boy had popped another piece of gum into his mouth, chewing and enjoying the strawberry flavor until it faded away. With the flavor gone, he would spit the piece into the trash and retrieve another one, just as a way of using up what was left of the afternoon.

Blowing a particularly large bubble, it popped and got stuck to his now older features. Mokuba carefully picked off the remnants and tossed them away.

Mokuba’s features were certainly different from how they’d been just a few years ago. Then again, Mokuba was now a teenager. His body frame had filled out, but not too much and he remained just as lean and had gained a bit of tone. He was much taller now and was almost as tall as his older brother. His features were more chiseled but his face still lacked any facial hair and his hair was still in the same style that it had always been in. Long and raven-colored, falling down his back.

He was certainly growing up to be a fine young man.

And right now, he was growing up to be beyond bored.

Seto had left him alone in his office while he had to deal with a matter across town. Mokuba didn’t have any desire to be elsewhere, so he stayed here, even if he was bored out of his mind.

Mokuba had been staring out of the large windows idly, watching the streets below when he heard the door of Seto’s large office opening up. He automatically assumed that it was Seto and so he spun in the large chair behind Seto’s desk as he began to greet his older brother.

“Hey Seto, You’re finally ba…Bakura?”

Mokuba’s breath caught in his throat. What was going on? Why was Bakura here?

Wasn’t he banished to the shadow realm years ago or something like that.

The teen instantly froze in fear as the white-haired tomb-robber began to approach the desk where Mokuba was sitting innocently, after he’d promptly locked the door behind him. Mokuba’s eyes fixated on a bag that the man was carrying in his hands. Fear swamped him.

“That’s not a very kind greeting,” Bakura said simply as he strode over to the boy, “Why Mokuba, you look curious,” The white-haired man gestured to the large bag and grinned widely.

“Wh…what are you doing here?” Mokuba managed to stutter out, trying to stand up so that he could flee the room, Bakura only grinned at his expression.

“I’m here to play with you, of course,” The tomb-robber smiled wickedly, “We’re going to make your big brother a present together,” With that, Bakura pulled a video camera out of the bag. Mokuba’s eyes widened in terror and he jumped up to his feet, trying to run. However, Mokuba’s wrist was caught and he was pulled tightly against Bakura’s chest. “Don’t run now, The fun hasn’t even begun yet,” Bakura grinned and breathed into his ear before he set the camera on the desk and turned it on, setting it to record. It was perched right in front of the desk, so that the chair was in focus.

Suddenly, Mokuba was tugged behind the desk. Bakura took a seat in the chair and forced Mokuba into his lap.

“Bakura! Stop it, let go of me!”

Mokuba didn’t have the required strength to force Bakura away, so all his squirming and struggling did was press his toned bottom down against Bakura’s lap.

“Smile for your brother, Mokuba,” Bakura breathed into his ears as he pushed the spinning chair back, making sure that the camera got the entire thing.

Before Mokuba could do anything, he felt Bakura’s hands sliding down his chest, “Mmm, I knew when I first saw you that you’d turn into such a pretty young man,”

“Nghhh. Sh…Shut up…” Mokuba demanded before Bakura’s hand suddenly plunged down into the front of his pants, suddenly grasping his much more developed length and squeezing briefly. The boy’s eyes widened as he let out a small cry, his hands flying down and grasping onto the arms of the chair, “Le…lemme go,” Mokuba ground out as he tossed his head to the side, flushing hard and trying not to buck his hips up into the other’s grasp.

Bakura smirked and licked the back of Mokuba’s ear. Obviously, that was a ‘no,’

Slowly, Bakura peeled Mokuba’s pants away, letting them drop to the floor and exposing his strong and lean legs which had bristled slightly with small black hairs. Mokuba sat their stiffly in Bakura’s grasp, wearing nothing but his shirt and his boxers that had little pictures of the ‘Graceful dice’ monster all over them. The tomb-robber grinned wickedly and peeled the boxers away as well, now exposing Mokuba’s young length.

The boy certainly had developed well.

Bakura smiled and trailed his hand down Mokuba’s full length, toying softly at the crisp little hairs that surrounded the base of his length. He was surprised to see that Mokuba kept himself fairly well shaven, there was no hair on his length save for just barely around the base. This made Bakura smile. Softly, he toyed with the tip, gently squeezing it and rolling his fingernails all the way to the base, admiring it soundlessly before he playfully tugged at a fingerfull of the boy’s pubic hair, which caused Mokuba to gasp and writhe in Bakura’s grip.

“Have you ever touched yourself like this, Mokuba?”

The teen flushed and turned his head to the side, refusing to look at the camera.

“I’m guessing that that’s a no….” Bakura said thoughtfully, “Well then…Have you ever touched yourself…here?” Bakura shifted the boy slightly and took one finger, tracing the pucker of the boy’s entrance, just barely touching it, loving the way that Mokuba shivered from such a small touch.

“Agh, sto….stop it!” Mokuba protested, clenching his entrance tight.

Bakura tsked, “What a shame,” He said simply before scooting the chair forward and hefting up the camera, “If you won’t let me touch it, I have only one choice,” he explained, tilting the camera so that the lens was now focused on Mokuba’s package, “Tell me then…has your brother ever touched you there? Do you like it when he does it?”

Mokuba squirmed and snapped his legs shut, “Stop it you pervert!” He cried out, being held in place by one of Bakura’s arms.

Bakura laughed and set the camera back down.

“Such a shame that you can’t be here Seto,” Bakura addressed to the camera, “I’m sure that your brother would be more willing if you were here to guide him,” Bakura tipped his head, “But I’m going to be the one teaching him today,” He laughed harshly before he pushed Mokuba to the desk roughly, standing up and undoing his fly. Bakura had of course opted to go commando that day, and his length bobbed out in excitement, fully engorged and ready to explore what Mokuba had to offer.

But first, he had something else in mind.

Sitting back in the chair, Bakura took Mokuba by the shoulder and pulled him back over before suddenly forcing him to his knees. Bakura took up the camera with one hand and fisted a chunk of Mokuba’s hair with the other, “If you bite it or use your teeth, don’t think that I won’t throw you out of this window,”

Mokuba stared forward, intimidated by the large cock that sat in front of him, bowing upwards and surrounded in white hair, the very tip bright red with massive bloodflow. The younger male swallowed hard and stared up at Bakura, noticing now that the tomb-robber was pointing the camera down at him. In embarrassment, Mokuba hung his head, but Bakura bucked his hips up and tugged Mokuba’s head forward, forcing the head of his cock against Mokuba’s parted lips, the very tip slipping inside and causing Mokuba to close his eyes tightly.

“You’re wasting our time, Mokuba,”

Bakura growled out and tugged Mokuba’s head even closer. The tip of his length slid quickly between Mokuba’s plush lips, the teenager gagged lightly and tried to pull away, but couldn’t because of the hand fisted in his hair. Bakura only bucked forward, letting out a low moan before he pulled back. The man continued this for several thrusts, languidly forcing his hips forward before pulling back, allowing Mokuba’s saliva to coat his shaft. Suddenly though, Bakura tugged incredibly hard, forcing his length all the way back into the youth’s throat. Mokura gagged and closed his eyes, tears gathering at the corners.

He couldn’t breathe and it hurt.

The boy tried to pull away, but failed.

He could hear Bakura’s breath speeding up as he gave short and quick thrusts between Mokuba’s lips, successively fucking the young teenager’s face and forcing Mokuba to loose his gag reflex. Laughing as he gave Seto a commentary for the future, “Doesn’t your little brother look so good sucking on my cock? Mmm, I never knew that he could suck dick so well…I wonder if he learned from you…”

Short moments later, Bakura suddenly jerked Mokuba’s head back, and the boy let out a disgusted sound when something warm and sticky landed against his face. Cum painted the boy’s cheekbones and lips, even getting a little of the substance in his hair.

Bakura grinned in approval before he set the camera down and suddenly yanked Mokuba into his lap, making the boy face the camera as he suddenly forced the younger Kaiba brother onto his long and unsatisfied cock. Mokuba screamed out in pain, but Bakura’s hand quickly covered his mouth and reduced the scream to a mere muffle.

“Oh Ra…” Bakura sighed out pleasantly, “He’s so tight, Seto,” Bakura laughed wickedly as he began to force Mokuba up and down the length of his shaft. He’d pulled Mokuba nearly all of the way off before dropping him at the same time that he’d snap his hips up. Mokuba’s eyes watered from the pain, he could have sworn that he’d been ripped and was now bleeding. He wanted to cry out, but he didn’t want to seem anymore pathetic than he already did, “He’s absolutely delicious, if you haven’t tried him out before…you should, Seto,” He taunted the future audience as he continued to bounce Mokuba in his lap, moaning at the way that his testicles slapped up against Mokuba’s behind with every unwanted thrust and the way that the boy tightened himself around his length from the pain.

The poor boy could do nothing but struggle in the man’s grasp and moan as his prostate was attacked over and over.

Suddenly, Mokuba was no longer on Bakura’s cock and he wasn’t on the chair either. Being pulled up to his feet, Mokuba was suddenly dragged to the end of the desk and the camera was pushed farther away. Bakura forced the teenager onto the top of the desk, on his hands and knees, facing the camera lens, his innocent little cock dripping sadly.

With one thrust, Bakura forced himself back inside as he spread Mokuba’s legs. Forcing his shaft deep enough to scrape against his prostate. Mokuba cried out, dropping his head. Bakura didn’t approve. “Ah-ah,” He tsked, “We want your brother to see the very first time that you ever cum…” he cooed maliciously as he wrapped a hand around Mokuba’s length. The boy tossed his head as he was violated over and over, his entrance stretching and distending and allowing Bakura to slid snuggly back inside. “Ah, Seto….His little ass is so cute…the way it opens up for me, holding on tight like it doesn’t want to let go. Mmmm, have you ever felt his ass try to eat you alive?” Bakura purred as the force of his thrusts changed.

His thrusts were now short but deep as their skin smacked together quickly, the tempo fast as he humped the poor teenager’s backside in a wild and animalistic fashion, causing Mokuba to scream out again. But again, his mouth was covered. Mokuba fell to his elbows, but Bakura picked up him so that he was kneeling, legs spread like a pornstar as Mokuba cried out loudly and came all over his own chest, “Don’t worry, little Mokuba…When you’re older, you’ll be able to cum so much more,”

Bakura laughed in victory and ran a hand through the cum on the boy’s chest, slathering it on his fingers before he leaned forward and smeared the camera lens with it, “You really should try it sometime, Seto,” Bakura smirked.

On the small screen behind the camera, all that was seen through the screen of cum was Mokuba being forced onto his back before Bakura pulled out and allowed his cum to spatter all over the boy’s pale skin.

Needless to say, when Seto returned, he’d been told that Mokuba had been in the bathroom for a very long time. When he saw the CD on his desk, he didn’t wait to pop it in the nearest player. Jaw dropping at the sights that played before him.

~Fin

Note-> I’m glad that everyone has enjoyed their fics so much! <3 Keep ‘em coming! By the way, I’m going to have to drop one of them, ‘Right_read_times’ request will be dropped for not having enough kinks to give me a decent idea. Plus, there is no way that I could make Yugi dominant and keep him in character, because he is not a dominant character, the same thing goes for Seto. Sorry about that.
Kinks requested = Video tape, Seto’s office – While Seto is gone, Desk or chair sex