Release Me ~ Part 5
by the diggler
Warnings: This chapter contains YAOI lemon [explicit boyxboy homosexual content, FOR ADULTS ONLY] Yay! Woohoo! On with the action!
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and related characters are the property of Inoue Takehiko et al.
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He was in trouble.
He was gonna get it.
Smirk gone from his face Mitsui turned, approached Rukawa with a predatory gleam in his eyes.
Rukawa tensed, suddenly feeling like a small animal frozen in the headlights of an oncoming truck.
Then Mitsui was right in front of him, unflinching blue eyes searching his, tension mounting with each passing second.
And then Mitsui pushed him... hard... hard enough for him to stumble backwards several feet and fall sprawled across the couch behind.
He looked up at the older boy uncertainly, not even attempting to move from where he'd landed.
Then Kogure appeared at the scar-faced boy's side, bringing his hand up to his boyfriend's shoulder. Mitsui turned and drew the bespectacled boy into his arms, kissing him even more ardently than he had done just moments before.
The brown-eyed boy moaned into Mitsui's mouth, and the sound sliced sharply through the thick silence of the room, reverberating through Rukawa's body and sending shivers across his skin.
Rukawa bit his lip, the display before him locking him in that familiar feeling of desperate craving, and making him ache for an end to its torment.
As if sensing his discomfort the two boys finally ended their kiss, and turned their passion-glazed eyes onto him.
Mitsui let go of his bespectacled lover, and in what seemed like a haze of slow-motion moved towards the couch, towards him... beside him... closer... inching... lips descending... pressing against his own--
Rukawa was stunned.
Lips pressed harder, became more insistent, snapping him out of his shock.
He tried to say something... he didn't know what... just something...
Instead, all that came out was a moan, and the older boy didn't waste the opportunity, tongue reaching out to caress his, exploring his fastly yielding mouth.
When Mitsui pulled away Rukawa tried to follow, not wanting the contact to end. But the scar-faced boy gently pushed him back, and that was when he noticed a weight on his other side.
Turning, he saw that Kogure had joined them on the couch. Smiling softly the older boy reached towards his face, lightly caressing his jaw. Vaguely he remembered that was where Mitsui had punched him just a few minutes ago, but the pain that should have been there seemed to vanish at Kogure's touch. Then the soft-spoken boy moved closer, lightly brushing his lips against that swelling skin in silent apology, and Rukawa's breath caught in his throat, his chest floating at the tenderness in the gesture. Then at last the bespectacled boy drew close, gently kissing him on the mouth with soft, moist lips. Hands lightly cupped his face, the kiss deepened, and he sighed, lost in its sweetness.
When Kogure pulled back as well, he mewled in protest. But he was ignored, forced to watch once more as the two older boys embraced again, plundering each other's mouths with increasing urgency.
But this time Rukawa wasn't going to sit around and wait. Urged on by the sudden tightening in his shorts, he planted his lips onto Mitsui's neck, and began to suckle the flesh between the older boy's ear and jaw.
Mitsui chuckled.
"Impatient little bastard, aren't you?"
Rukawa replied with a bite to the older boy's earlobe. Mitsui laughed again.
"That's alright, so am I." the scar-faced boy said. Grinning cheekily, the older boy then pushed Rukawa back onto the couch and promptly began sucking on his neck.
Rukawa moaned, momentarily closing his eyes as his head rolled back, exposing more of his skin for that warm mouth to taste. When he opened them again he saw Kogure on his other side, the older boy's brown eyes dark with hunger. Rukawa blinked in surprise, the raw desire written across his sempai's usually innocent and angelic face a sight entirely new to him, and incredibly arousing.
Never once breaking his gaze, the bespectacled boy took off his glasses, putting them aside, and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. One by one the older boy shrugged his slender shoulders out of the sleeves, revealing himself with seeming ease as he let the material slowly slide down his arms onto the floor.
Rukawa watched the cloth's passage, entranced, and moaned as Mitsui's breath suddenly brushed against his ear. Then Kogure reached towards him, ever so lightly tracing his fingers down Rukawa's arm, watching the path of his hand as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world. Rukawa shivered, Kogure's fingertips leaving a trail of tingling skin in their wake. Then the brown-eyed boy took Rukawa's hand, and lifting it to his mouth began sucking on fingers, tongue playing with the long digits inside.
Rukawa gasped, his arousal inflating even more as at the same time, his earlobe was caressed by the wet softness of Mitsui's tongue.
Then Kogure pulled Rukawa's fingers out of his mouth, slid them down his own bare chest, and rubbed them across his nipple. The brown-eyed boy moaned, the pink nub of flesh hardening as Rukawa caressed it, rolling it under his wet fingers.
Mitsui turned at the sound of his lover's voice, and smirked at the sight of the brown-eyed boy flushing and gasping under Rukawa's touch. Then the scar-faced boy bent to lick at Kogure's other nipple, making the normally soft-spoken boy cry out loudly.
Not one to be outdone, Rukawa leaned forward, taking the nipple that was under his fingers into his mouth, and biting it gently. He felt Kogure's hand on the back of his head, holding his mouth to that tight nub, whimpering as the two boys sucked and licked his chest.
Then Mitsui released Kogure's nipple, and brought Rukawa's fingers to his mouth to suck on them one by one, licking them sloppily with his tongue. Moments later Rukawa's hand was being guided under Mitsui's shirt, straight to his erect nipple, and Rukawa teased it, rubbing it and pinching it lightly with moist fingertips. But his hand did not remain to explore long as it was soon being guided lower, a zipping sound heard during its journey down rippled stomach muscles. Sure enough, Rukawa's hand was soon sliding into Mitsui's boxers, and without hesitation he wrapped his fingers around the waiting hardness he found.
He heard Mitsui groan as he began to pump the older boy's arousal, and he turned from Kogure's chest to watch the scar-faced boy's face contort with pleasure.
And as Rukawa watched Mitsui rock his hips into his hand, Kogure reached a hand in between Rukawa's legs, massaging his hardness through his shorts while watching the scar-faced boy as well.
Rukawa's moans soon joined Mitsui's, the pressure in his loins building amazingly fast.
But then Kogure's hand left his crotch, and a strangled sound of protest escaped Rukawa's throat.
"Not yet." Kogure explained with a sly grin, pulling Rukawa's hand out of Mitsui's boxers as well.
Then the brown-eyed boy tugged at Rukawa's shirt, lifting it off, and tossing it aside brought his mouth down to a freshly bared nipple. Rukawa gasped, the soft wetness of Kogure's mouth on his hard nub of flesh turning him into a quivering mass of desire.
Then he felt Mitsui step off the couch, and dazedly he looked up to watch the older boy's movements.
With a suggestive smirk, Mitsui began to lift the front end of his shirt, slowly revealing rippling hard stomach muscles... then a tight chest with equally tight nipples... a broad expanse of strongly defined shoulders... and finally two firmly pumped arms. Rukawa's hips squirmed as his eyes roamed the scar-faced boy's sculpted form, and he gasped when he looked down at Mitsui's open fly, seeing a tantalizing hint of hardness pushing through the older boy's boxers. And as the older boy pushed his pants down to the floor, his eyes remained helplessly fixed to that bulge of silk. Then at last Mitsui began to slide his boxers down, oh so slowly, inch by inch proudly exposing his flushing stiff length.
Rukawa bit his lip, hard.
Mitsui smirked again as he kicked the silken material away, and Rukawa watched transfixed as the scar-faced boy came close again. Mitsui sank back onto the couch beside him with cat-like grace, a powerful heat emanating from his naked flesh as he drew close, mouth coming down to massage Rukawa's abused lip. Then the older boy's tongue trailed downwards, lapping at a free nipple as he slid his hand down into Rukawa's underwear.
Rukawa moaned loudly when Mitsui's hand cupped his length, and Kogure looked up, eyes widening at the sight of his scar-faced lover's naked form beside them.
And then Kogure stepped off the couch, standing before them, and Rukawa watched hungrily as the older boy unzipped his pants, pushing the rest of his clothes down to fully unveil himself as well.
Rukawa's breath hitched in his throat at the sight of the older boy's body, amazed at the stunning combination of softness and hardness, beautifully encased in the pale pink velvet of his skin.
"Kirei..." he sighed. Kogure smiled softly in response.
Then suddenly he felt a tug at his waist, and he looked down to see Mitsui pulling his shorts off.
"Your turn." The scar-faced boy grinned. Rukawa lifted his hips, allowing the older boy to pull off the rest of his clothes.
Mitsui sat back, eyeing his exposed flesh ravenously.
Rukawa looked up at Kogure uncertainly, all of a sudden feeling extremely bare, in more ways than one.
The brown-eyed boy sat down next to him, fingers brushing against his cheek.
"You are amazing..." Kogure breathed.
Rukawa released his held breath, the older boy once again making him feel completely safe and utterly wanted.
He pulled Kogure close, kissing him deeply, wanting to give back some of what the soft-spoken boy made him feel. Carefully he pushed Kogure back onto the couch, his mouth trailing kisses down the brown-eyed boy's chest and stomach as he moved to kneel on the floor in front him. He ran his hands up the insides of the older boy's thighs, parting them, and dipped his head down lower, placing a kiss on the tip of Kogure's glistening arousal. The older boy inhaled sharply at the touch, his legs shivering and spreading just a little bit wider. Then Rukawa continued his worship, kissing and licking the flushing flesh as Kogure gasped loudly at every touch.
Then the sound of Kogure's moans changed, as if his mouth was being covered, ravaged by another. There was a shift of movement, and suddenly Mitsui was beside him on the floor, tongue reaching out to join Rukawa in his ministrations.
Kogure cried out as the two boys lapped at his hardness, tongues furiously stroking him, and each other. And the brown-eyed boy's hands reached up over his head, clutching at the back of the couch as two sets of gleaming blue eyes watched him, filled with desire.
Then Mitsui pulled back, placing a hand on the back of Rukawa's head and leaning in close to his ear.
"Make him feel as good as you made me feel the other day." the older boy said. Rukawa's eyes widened at the words. Then he felt pressure on the back of his head, guiding him towards Kogure's waiting hardness.
Rukawa took the head in his mouth, his tongue circling the leaking tip, and the older boy's hips twitched up in response, begging for more. Then Mitsui pushed Rukawa's head down, slowly, making him swallow Kogure all the way in. The brown-eyed boy cried out, hips shaking in pleasure as Rukawa sucked on his sweet flesh.
Mitsui sat aside, stroking Rukawa's back in encouragement as he watched.
"Doesn't he have an amazing mouth?" he heard the scar-faced boy ask.
"Oh God yes!" the other boy replied in between gasps.
Then Mitsui's hands began to rove over Rukawa's skin, exploring his sides, his thighs, squeezing his rear. A hand reached in between his legs, parting them, teasing the sensitive flesh of his inner thighs. Rukawa arched back, wordlessly begging for more. Then the older boy reached through his legs, cupping his balls and squeezing them softly.
Rukawa gasped around Kogure's cock, and the older boy's hips bucked at the brush of air against his moist flesh.
Then Mitsui's hands reached further, grasping and massaging his aching hard arousal. Rukawa moaned loudly, and Kogure cried out at the sudden vibration from Rukawa's throat around his sensitive head.
"I want him Min-kun. I want to be inside him." he heard Mitsui say in a hoarse voice.
Rukawa pulled back, nibbling on the tip of Kogure's cock, observing the exchange between the two boys. Kogure breathlessly nodded his assent.
Mitsui turned to give Rukawa a wolf-like grin, then got up from the floor, walking away.
Rukawa looked up at his soft-spoken sempai, again a little uncertain.
Sliding onto the edge of the seat, the older boy pulled him up, placing a soft kiss on his mouth.
"Don't worry Rukawa-kun, I'm right here, with you." the boy said. Rukawa nodded, returning the kiss.
Then Mitsui came back to kneel down beside him, and he felt the older boy's lubricated fingers probing in between his cheeks.
"Just relax." the scar-faced boy breathed into his ear soothingly.
Then he felt a finger slide into him.
Rukawa tensed at the new sensation, but tried to do as the older boy said.
Another finger. Opening him, searching him, exploring his insides. He clutched at Kogure's shoulders and the older boy wrapped his arms around Rukawa's back, holding him protectively.
And then another finger. Stretching him unbelievably wide.
Rukawa gasped in pain, throwing his arms around Kogure's neck and clinging to him. The older boy rained tender kisses on his face, stroking his sides soothingly, trying to help him relax.
And then Mitsui found it, a spot inside him that shot a jolt of electricity through his loins, making him cry out in pleasure. And as Mitsui massaged that nerve inside, the pain those fingers had caused was instantly forgotten.
But all too soon that marvelous sensation stopped as fingers were withdrawn, and he whimpered at the loss.
"More..." he moaned into Kogure's ear.
In response he felt Kogure's hands slide down his back, squeezing his cheeks lightly before parting them for the other boy.
Mitsui's hands went to Rukawa's hips, holding them steady as he slowly pushed his thick hardness inside.
A strangled cry escaped Rukawa's throat, the pain mixing strangely with new sensations of pleasure.
"Oh God, he's so tight..." Mitsui groaned as he began to thrust his hips.
Rukawa gasped loudly, parting his legs wider.
A whimper from above suddenly made him realize that he had slid down Kogure's chest, and had unknowingly been panting heavily against the older boy's forgotten arousal.
Rukawa pushed Kogure's legs farther apart, and steadying himself in between them, took the boy in his mouth again.
Kogure gasped desperately as Rukawa sucked with even more fervor than before, and the older boy's legs trembled as he kneaded the soft flesh of his inner thighs, massaging his soft sac with his thumbs.
In the corner of his eye Rukawa saw Kogure's arms reach out to Mitsui's, the two boys' hands interlocking as they thrust into him simultaneously.
"Unh Hisashi! He's so goood!" Kogure cried out.
"I know Min-kun, I knooww." the other boy groaned from behind.
And then Kogure screamed, releasing his climax into Rukawa's warm cavern.
And Rukawa sucked him until he was dry, enjoying every little quiver and shake against the insides of his mouth.
He pushed himself up, taking in the sight of Kogure's flushed face and heaving chest with breathless satisfaction. And then Mitsui began thrusting deeper inside him, and he moaned loudly, blissful rapture overtaking him again.
His hand instinctively made its way down to his turgid cock, fondling himself as Mitsui's head brushed against that soft spot inside. But he hadn't even realized he'd done so until he felt another hand pulling his away. He opened his eyes in surprise to see Kogure kneeling on the floor in front of him.
The older boy took his hand and brought it up across his shoulder, lifting Rukawa's other arm to entwine around his neck.
"Let go Rukawa-kun... release yourself to us..." Kogure said into his ear.
Then the older boy slid his hands down the sides of Rukawa's body, making their way to his flushed cock.
Rukawa gasped loudly, clinging tightly to Kogure's neck as the older boy's fingers encircled him, pumping him into a frenzy. All the times he had touched himself, imagined and fantasized… it didn't come close to this. This was like nothing he had ever felt before.
He began to lose himself, thrusting his hips wildly in between Kogure's tight grip and Mitsui's driving hardness, moaning without reserve as the tension within his body built up to unbelievable heights.
And then stars exploded behind his eyes, he screamed, and released.
Vaguely he felt a wetness explode inside him, Mitsui's voice crying out in climax as if from a distance.
And then he was on his back, moistness stroking his thighs, his stomach, his tender and softening cock. Through a haze he saw the two other boys licking him, cleaning him of every drop.
And then sweet sleep took him, heavy and dreamless.
Yes... there IS more... One lemonie threesome chapter is definitely not enough for these boys. Nosiree. ^_~
completed Nov 25 '02 ~ revised July 9 '03