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Ten Fingers	By : pyrefly21 Category: Kingdom Hearts > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 5543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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K: This is my first time trying something like this, so be gentle, okay?

Disclaimer: KH doesn’t belong to me.

Dedications: To Lauren, Beau, and Scott. Hee hee.

Ten Fingers

            A long silence. The rustling of clothes. A yawn.

            “TIIIIDUUUUS!!! Hurry up, already!!”

            “Alright, alright… Umm… I’ve never… beaten Riku during one of our fights. Yeah.”

            “That’s not a very good one…” Selphie whined, surveying the acute amount of damage Tidus’s confession had made. “The only one who has is Sora! The rest of us still have our fingers up!”

            “Yeah, well…” Sora grinned, shrugging. “I’m just that good.”

            “Bullshit,” Riku smirked. “The only reason you ever beat me was because you jumped me when I was sleeping, you goof.”

            Sora pouted, his ego thoroughly deflated. “It’s not my fault you dropped your guard…”

            “Whatever.”

            “Alright. That means it’s Kairi’s turn next!”

            Kairi nodded at Selphie, twisting her russet tresses around her finger in thought. “Hmm… Let’s see… I know! Hee hee… I’VE never had a dick.”

            At this, Sora, Tidus, and Riku groaned loudly.

“Hey! That’s not fair!” Tidus protested, refusing to lose one of his seven remaining fingers to something like that.

            “Yeah!” Sora agreed, shaking his fist at her and the giggling Selphie. “That’s low, Kairi.”

            “Well, it’s true, so either put down a finger or leave the game.”

            Sora and Tidus grumbled to themselves, but eventually gave in. “Fine, fine…”

            Smiling, Kairi turned to Riku. “Your turn.”

            There was a tense, eager pause as the younger group waited for Riku to come up with something. So far, he’d managed to get everyone to put down their fingers each turn he’d had. With a streak like that, it was no wonder they were filled with anticipation.

            Soft, creamy lips opened, and the other islanders held their breath.

            “I’ve never had a vagina.”

            It took a moment for it to sink in, but as soon as it did, there was an uproar.

            “Wahoo! Way to go, Riku!” Sora cheered, clapping him on the back.

            “Hey! That’s not fair!” Kairi cried. “You just said-”

            “What goes around, comes around, Kairi.” Riku smirked. “It’s your own fault.”

            “Aww, man…” Selphie griped.

Nevertheless, both girls gave up a finger.

            “Well, guys, I think we’d better call it a day.” Riku announced, rising to brush the sand from his behind. “There’s not much light left, so we’d better go before your folks worry.”

            This statement caught Sora’s attention. “Oh yeah—your parents are on a business trip, aren’t they? Doesn’t your house get creepy at night all by yourself?”

            The silver-haired teen shrugged. “Not really. Than again, I’m not a fraidy-cat like you, Sora.”

            “Hey!” Sora pouted, then perked up. “I know! Why don’t I sleep over and keep you company? We could watch scary movies and stuff… It’ll be great!”

            Riku chuckled. “Aren’t we a little old for sleepovers? You’re 17, for cryin’ out loud!”

            Sora waved him off. “Ah, phooey. You’re too old when you hit 40. Until then, it’s sleepover central!”

            This elicited another laugh on Riku’s part. “If you say so…”

            The brunette grinned triumphantly, pleased at his small victory. “I know! Tidus should come, too! That way, we can strategize against the ladies. Hee hee…”

            Without bothering to hear Riku’s opinion on his plan, Sora promptly ran over to Tidus, who was busy untying his kayak. “Hey, Tidus! You’re gonna come to Riku’s too, right? We gotta figure out a way to beat those girls!”

            “Umm… I-is that alright, Riku?”

            The silver-haired teen sidled over to them, running a gloved hand through his hair. “Yeah, it’s fine with me. It’s not like we can change his mind at this point, anyway.”

            “Hey!” Sora began, then paused and shrugged. “On second thought, you’re probably right. ANYWAY, let’s get going! We still gotta pack and stuff, right?”

            With that, they parted ways, eager to prepare for the night ahead.

~*~

            Riku wandered around his house, setting things up for the night. He figured that they’d be needing sleeping bags—at least one for Sora, who always managed to forget his—along with some video games, movies, and lots and lots of junk food. They’d probably have some form of dinner before stuffing themselves with a crapload of sugar, but he’d have to wait to see what everyone agreed on first.

            Just as he opened the cupboard to see what their options were, the doorbell rang.

            Ding- Ding- Ding-Dong. Ding- Ding- Ding-Dong.

            “I swear, he’s gonna break the doorbell someday…”

            He rushed to the door, flinging it open to glare in annoyance at his visitor. Sora grinned, leaving the poor bell in peace, and waved at his best friend.

            “Hiya, Riku!”

            “Sora, do you have a death wish?”

            “No. That’s just a great way to get you to open the door faster.”

            Riku sighed. There was no point in arguing with him—he’d just end up wearing himself down. Glancing up, he saw that his other guest was nowhere to be found.

            “Sora, where’s Tidus?”

            “Hm? Oh! I guess he’s just not here yet, that’s all… He called and told me he’d be coming…”

            Riku shrugged. “Alrighty, then. Wanna help figure out what we’re gonna eat?”

            “Sure!” Sora chirped, barreling past his friend and into the kitchen.

            Riku was about to close the door when he caught sight of a tuft of blonde hair. Tidus slowly trudged up the walkway, beaming up at Riku as he stepped inside.

            “Sorry I’m a little late… My mom insisted I pack for the end of the world instead of just sleeping over…” The blonde smiled sheepishly, scratching his head before glancing around the room. “Umm… Where should I set this down?”

            The silver-haired teen waved him off as he closed the door. “Anywhere’s fine. Sora usually leaves his in the middle of the entryway so I’ll trip over it.”

            “Do not!” the brunette called from the kitchen, his voice full of feigned distress. “You’re so mean, Riku!”

            “Me? Mean? Never!” the fair-skinned boy replied, ushering Tidus into the kitchen. “So, Iron Chef Sora, what’s for dinner?”

            The bushy-haired teen shrugged. “Umm… brownie mix?”

            His colleagues promptly sweatdropped.

            “There’s gotta be something around here… I mean, we just bought groceries before they left!” Riku exclaimed, shoving his head into the dark recesses of his pantry. “Hmm…”

            Tidus poked his host’s back, startling him so much that he banged his head on the shelf above him. “Oops. Sorry…”

            The blonde grinned sheepishly, but continued. “Um… there’s a frozen pizza in the fridge… It’s pepperoni, I think.”

            Riku rubbed his aching noggin and withdrew from the chaotic cavern of cans that was his cupboard. “Well, I don’t think it’ll last long with Sora here, but I guess it’ll work. I suppose we can always find something else later…”

            Once the pizza was safely in the oven, the trio settled down for some quality time with Riku’s PS2. After several rounds of Soul Caliber III, in which the silver-haired boy thoroughly creamed any character the other boys chose, Nightmare included, Sora and Tidus decided they wanted some good ‘ol GT action. Thus, while Riku checked on the food, Sora went through the stack of games on the floor.

            Frowning, he called to his best friend. “RIIIIIIKUUUUU!! Where’s your Gran Turismo?”

            “Um… I think it’s in my room somewhere. Go ahead and check; I’m kinda busy...”

            “KAAAAAAAY!!” Sora hollered, then headed in the direction of Riku’s slightly-messy sanctum, Tidus in tow. The blonde hesitantly rifled through a box near Riku’s computer while his brunette companion took a look at Riku’s game drawer.

            “Any luck?” he queried.

            “Nope,” Sora replied, turning to him and holding up a disk in an acid green jewel case. “I found something called ‘VIPER,’ though. Sounds like one of those Charlie’s Angels type movies.”

            The brunette rose from the floor, case in hand. “Shall we find out?”

            Before Tidus could get a single word out, Sora had already returned to the den and popped the DVD in the gaming console. The blitzball-playing teen shook his head, sighing, but followed him regardless.

~*~

            It was quiet. Too quiet.

            //Shouldn’t they be playing GT4 by now?// Riku thought to himself, pulling the toasty-warm pizza from the oven and setting it on top of the stove. //They’re doing something in there, but I don’t hear any revving engines…//

            He cut the pizza, placing two slices on each plate, and turned to bring his friends their share of the pie.

As he was walking out, he asked, “Hey, guys! What’s up? Did you find it?”

            Now, the den was arranged in such a way that Riku couldn’t tell what was on the screen from where he was standing. All he could see was the spellbound look on his friends’ faces. So naturally, he laughed.

            “Guess not. What are you watching? Seems intense…”

            Tidus blinked, suddenly aware of Riku’s presence, and blushed. “U-um…”

            At that moment, a loud moan escaped the speakers.

            //Oh. My. God. FUCK!!//

            “W-what the hell are you doing!? How did you-!? Where did you-!? How long have you been-!? GAAHH!!” the fair-skinned teen spluttered, dropping the plates and scrambling to block their view of the screen.

            Tidus bounded over to the fallen pizza and cleaned it up before it stained the carpet, his absence left unnoticed by the other boys. He didn’t mind. He was grateful for the excuse to slip out of such an awkward situation. The blonde stole away into the kitchen, his face as red as the greasy pepperoni in his hands.

            Meanwhile, Sora and Riku remained locked in a staring contest in front of the television. The 18-year-old’s cheeks were tinted a rather nice shade of pink, painfully aware of the lustful moans still coming from the entertainment system. The azure-eyed youth noticed his dilemma and snapped out of it, grabbing the remote and pressing the power button. The noises ended abruptly, mid-orgasm.

            Riku turned his gaze to the floor, dropping his arms. “You… weren’t supposed to see that…”

            There was a long pause in which no one moved—not even Tidus, who had taken to standing silently outside the entryway, hesitant to step into the room. Finally, Sora broke the silence.

            “It’s not like I think less of you now…” he reassured, leaning back against the couch.

When the silver-haired boy didn’t reply, Sora sighed. “But… I guess I should’ve asked you about it before turning it on. We just thought it was one of those cheesy action movies…”

            He scratched behind his head, smiling sheepishly and looking off to the side. “What I mean to say is… sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

            Riku continued to stare at his feet, arms clasping each other behind his back. He couldn’t quite meet his friend’s gaze, either.

            “It’s alright… you made an honest mistake. Forget about it…”

            The tension in the air seemed to dissipate a little, and Tidus figured it was safe to rejoin the group.

“So…” he began, holding up two fresh plates of food. “…pizza?”

~*~

            The rest of the evening passed without event. They never did get around to planning anything, but no one seemed to be in the mood to anyhow. They had, however, eventually found Gran Turismo, and proceeded to get totally wired on sugar, playing late into the night.

            Around 1 A.M. they got sick of it, their fingers too tired to continue gaming. It was then that Riku suggested they get some sleep. After making sure all the lights were off and the doors were locked, the trio crawled into the sleeping bags they’d laid out in the den and drifted off.

~*~

            At 2:32 A.M., Tidus awoke to murmuring. He sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily, and frowned. What on earth was going on? Too curious to go back to bed right away, he stumbled over in the direction of the kitchen—what seemed to be the source of the voices.

            “Mmmh… What are you guys doing up?” he yawned, blinking as the other boys turned to face him.

            Sora shrugged, a chocolate-covered spatula in his mouth. “Coodn shleep…”

            Not quite awake, the blonde scowled in confusion, his mind too numb to decipher what his friend had said. “Wha…?”

            Riku shook his head and sighed, removing the bowl of brownie mix from Sora’s hands. The brunette whined through the mouthful of spatula, pouting and reaching out for the bowl, but the fair-skinned boy ignored him, keeping it out of range of his grasp. Dejected, Sora crossed his arms and sulked, glowering at Riku.

            “We couldn’t sleep,” the green-eyed boy replied, swatting Sora’s hands away from the bowl as he attempted to seize it again. “Sora! How are we supposed make brownies if you eat all the mix!?”

            “Aww…” the bushy-haired teen complained, speaking clearly again after pulling the cooking utensil from his mouth. “But it tastes better like this, anyway…”

            “It does not.”

            “Yeah, huh! See for yourself!”

            Snatching the bowl back, Sora scooped out a finger’s worth of mix and shoved it in Riku’s face. The 18-year-old was a bit taken aback at first, not quite expecting that, but eventually rolled his eyes and licked the chocolate batter off his best friend’s outstretched hand.

            Tidus watched them dazedly, fixated on Riku’s tongue as it wrapped around Sora’s finger. It reminded him a lot of something they’d seen earlier. He shivered despite himself.

            //I bet that feels really good…//

            He blinked as Sora’s face suddenly filled his vision.

            “Hey… You alright, Tidus? Your face looks kind of flushed…” the brunette frowned, peering at the blonde. “You’re not sick or something, are you?”

            The blitzball player blushed, embarrassed that his daydreaming had caught the attention of his friends.

            //Jeez… What was I thinking, anyway? They’re my friends. My guy friends, no less! God…//

            Still, his thoughts couldn’t help wandering back to the gutter.

            After a while, his curiosity got the best of him. “Hey, Sora—can I have a taste?”

            “Huh? Oh! Sure…”

            Tidus ran his finger around the edge of the bowl and, trembling slightly, proceeded to slowly suck the chocolate off it with his tongue. His mouth was warm, and each time his tongue rolled over the top of his finger, a pleasant tingle would shoot down his arm and spread throughout the rest of his body. He wondered why he’d never noticed it before.

            “Mmmh…”

            Sora grinned, oblivious as to what was really on the blonde’s mind. “That good, huh?”

He turned to Riku, sticking out his tongue. “See? I told you so!”

            “Yeah, yeah… Fine. I won’t bake them,” Riku huffed. “But only because Tidus likes it that way, too. If it were just you, I’d bake them in a heartbeat.”

            “Meanie! Hmph!” Sora diverted his attention back to Tidus, giving Riku the cold shoulder. “Hey, Tidus… You’ve been kinda quiet… Somethin’ on your mind?”

            “Uh…”

            “Honestly, I’ve been kinda horny ever since that movie… I mean, I couldn’t even sleep! I thought maybe brownies would help, but…”

            Sora stopped when he noticed that his friends were gawking at him.

            “What?”

            Tidus was the first to crack. “How the hell can you just say something like that!? Doesn’t that embarrass you at all!?”

            The brunette shrugged. “No, not really… I mean, come on—you know you feel exactly the same way.”

            “True, but…”

            “See? So why be uncomfortable about it?”

            “Because we have more tact than that, you ass!” Riku cried, still in a state of disbelief. “How on earth can you be so fucking casual about it!?”

            “Why not? It’s not like it’ll go away even if you do hide it, so why bother? It’s just you guys… Maybe if I was in public or somethin’ it’d be different, but-”

            “But it’s okay around us!? What kind of logic is that!?

            Sora began to grow angry. “Well maybe it’s because I trust you guys, alright!? God… If I knew you’d freak out about it, I wouldn’t have said anything…”

            The tension was thick again, but this time, they’d have to ride it out together. No one looked at each other for a long time, and Tidus and Riku began to feel guilty. They both stole furtive glances at him as he glared at a corner of the room, his precious bowl of brownie mix abandoned on the counter.

            Making up his mind, Riku walked over to the bowl and grabbed a glob of chocolate, then went up to Sora and held it out to him. The brunette stared at him for a moment, contemplating the determined look on the older teen’s face, then allowed Riku’s finger to enter his mouth. A soft moan escaped the fair-skinned boy as Sora’s soft, warm tongue toyed with the tip of his finger, and when he was finished, the brunette smirked at the glazed look in his best friend’s eyes.

            “Now we’re even.”

            “Mmmh…” Riku nodded, still lost in that strange, intoxicating feeling.

            Sora turned to Tidus and laughed at the half-determined expression on his face. He crossed the tile floor and clasped the blonde on the shoulder, still chuckling.

            “Don’t worry, there’s no need for you to apologize. He was the only one still in denial about the problem in his pants…”

            The brunette frowned at the downcast expression on the blitzball player’s face. “What’s wrong?”

            Tidus stared down at his feet, shyly glancing up at Sora every now and then. “I just kind of… wanted…”

            “…to feel what it’s like?”

            The boy nodded, cheeks faintly tinged with pink.

            “Well, it is a bit different when someone else does it… No idea why, though.”

            Sora grabbed the bowl and held it out to the blonde, who hesitantly scraped a dollop of batter onto a finger and stared at it while the other placed the bowl back on the counter. When it seemed like the mix would dry before Tidus did anything with it, Sora sniggered and decided to give him a hand.

            He gently led his friend’s finger to his mouth, smiling reassuringly at him before enveloping the appendage completely. He curled his tongue around it, letting the chocolate melt away, and grinned at the faraway look in the blonde’s eyes. Taking it a step further, he slowly guided Tidus’s finger in and out, causing the boy to gasp.

            “Oh, God…”

            Grinning from ear to ear, Sora slid his friend’s finger out of his mouth.

            “Good?”

            “Uuuuun…”

            “Better than if you do it yourself?”

            Tidus nodded. “Much better… God, how did you get so good at that?”

            The brunette smirked. “Believe it or not, it’s a natural talent.”

            “Bullshit.” Riku snorted, crossing over to join them. “There’s no way you could be that good without some kind of practice…”

            Sora shrugged. “Nope. I just paid attention to how you guys reacted and mixed in a little of what I thought might feel nice. I’ve never had any past experience doing that to anyone other than myself…”

            “So how did you know it felt different when someone else did it?” Tidus asked.

            “From when Riku did it to me earlier.”

            “Fuck me. That was seriously the first time you’d ever done that!?” Riku exclaimed. “Jeezus, Sora! God, if a tongue like that…”

            He cut himself off, realizing what he’d been thinking. There was no need to finish saying it—they all knew. Actually, they’d all thought about it that night at one point or another. What was it like to have a warm, sticky tongue glide over it? What was it like having the most sensitive part of their body caressed and enveloped just as their fingers had?

            For a third time that night, no one could think of anything to say during the tense, awkward silence.

~*~

            “I can’t stop thinking about it. Can you?”

            The rustling of cloth on either side of him told Tidus that his friends were every bit as disgruntled as he was.

            After the conversation in the kitchen had ended, the trio had silently put away the batter and gone back to bed. That had been over an hour ago. But each of them was too curious, too horny to sleep. They lied awake, trying to come up with a solution to their problem. There was one they could easily think of, but although it would help get rid of their painful erections, it wouldn’t satisfy their curiosity. There was only one way of doing that, but they all knew it was out of the question.

            Or was it?

            With each passing minute, that option grew more and more appealing. How much longer would it take before it drove them mad? Finally, Sora couldn’t take it anymore.

            “Look. Let’s be logical about this. On the one hand, we could try to ignore it all night and end up with no sleep and no hope of being conscious enough to even play against the girls tomorrow. On the other, we could take turns getting rid of it the old fashioned way, but we’d still be kept awake wondering what it feels like to get sucked. Or, we could just fucking do it already and get it over with. I don’t really care much at this point, do you?”

            Both boys shook their heads in the darkness.

            “Alright, then.”

            Sora got up and turned on the light in the kitchen, illuminating the den just enough to see what they were doing, then returned to his borrowed sleeping bag. He didn’t bother getting back in; he just sat and locked eyes with his comrades.

            “Let’s see… It’s probably easier if we’re not under the covers, so…”

            Tidus and Riku nodded, following the brunette’s example and wriggling out of their makeshift beds. Well, that was one thing down.

            “Hmm… We should probably get some Kleenex… Riku?”

            The silver-haired boy rose and melted into the darkness, reappearing a few moments later with a box of tissues in his hand.

            “Good. So now, I guess…”

            “…we have to figure out who’s going first.” The fair-skinned teen finished.

            “Right.” Tidus sighed, raising a fist. “Best 2 out of 3?”

            “Jan-ken-pon!” Sora chanted, throwing out a random signal. Rock. So was Tidus.

Riku was paper. “That’s one for me.”

“Jan-ken-pon!”

Sora.

            “Jan-ken-pon!”

            Riku was first. Since Sora had the expert tongue, he was the other participant.

            Both boys gulped. Now that the unspeakable plan had been set in motion, the reality of it began to sink in. Their hearts pounded rapidly in their chests as they stared at each other, and, finally, Sora cleared his throat.

            “I know it’s kind of embarrassing, but we can’t do this with clothes on. I mean, we probably could, but they’d get all messy and shit, and I don’t want to sleep in them like that, do you?”

            His companions shook their heads in agreement. No, sleeping in spooge didn’t sound very pleasant at all. There was another awkward pause, and Riku took it upon himself to be the first to begin stripping.

            The soft glow from the kitchen kissed his naked flesh as he pulled off his oversized shirt, revealing a tight, smooth stomach. When he started unbuttoning his pants, the younger boys followed suit. Fairly soon, the three of them were in their birthday suits.

            Sora bit his lip, approaching his best friend and pressing him back until he was lying on the sleeping bag.

The brunette hovered over him—his hands on either side of Riku’s head—and stared down into his eyes. “Are… are you ready?”

            The green-eyed youth nodded. “It’s for the sake of curiosity, right? Stop being so apprehensive—I don’t think it’ll feel right unless we relax and just let go.”

            The younger boy visibly loosened up a little. “Well, here goes nothin’…”

            Sora leaned down, trailing his tongue down his partner’s pale, hairless chest, and the older boy sighed in approval beneath him. Taking that as a good sign, the bushy-haired teen worked his way down Riku’s stomach, licking the creamy flesh around his hips and belly button. The silver-haired boy moaned, arching his back and pressing himself closer to the source of the wonderful feeling. After a while, Sora made up his mind to get on with it. He left his friend’s torso and hesitantly eased Riku’s stiff member into his mouth.

            The sensation was mind-blowing.

            Riku gasped, desperately clutching the blanket beneath him as his hard, throbbing cock passed in and out of Sora’s mouth. “Oh, God…”

            Tidus watched as the older teen writhed in ecstasy under his partner’s delicate ministrations, aroused beyond belief. Wetting his hands with saliva, he stroked his pulsating hard-on, pumping in time with the others. He imagined his dick was being toyed with just like Riku’s, closing his eyes and concentrating on how his finger had felt while caressed by Sora’s incredible tongue.

            All of a sudden, his hand was replaced by the real thing.

            “A- ahhhnnn!”

            It felt even better than he’d thought it would. Rocking his hips and thrusting himself into the boy’s mouth, he squinted down at his friend and placed a hand on his head.

            “Unnnn… So…ra…a-ah!”

            The wild-haired teen peered up at him, continuing to run his tongue along the blonde’s shaft. “Hm?”

            Tidus closed his eyes again, submitting to the fresh surge of pleasure that came from the vibration in Sora’s throat. “A-ah…! Don’t- don’t stop! Uuuuun…”

            The dark-haired teen sped up, applying more pressure to the blitzball player’s quivering member. The blonde bombshell squirmed, bucking into the warm cavity as he reached his peak. Sighing in bliss, he came inside of him, breathing heavily. Sora sat up, wiping his mouth, and smiled at the contented look on the boy’s face.

            He was about to comment on his mad skills when a pair of pale, muscular arms wrapped around him from behind. Startled, he glanced over his shoulder and into the mischievous eyes of his best friend.

            “R- Riku!”

            The silver-haired teen smirked, reaching down and fondling Sora’s package. The brunette moaned, leaning back into his friend’s chest. Riku smiled.

            “It’s no fun if you’re the only one in control, Sora…”

            He sat down on the couch behind them and pulled the younger teen into his lap, still sticky from when he’d come earlier. The box of tissue had long since been forgotten, but in this case, it actually worked to his advantage. Taking a finger full of cum that had been left on his stomach, Riku lubricated Sora’s opening, then carefully eased his way into the boy’s ass.

            Sora hissed as Riku slid inside him, caught off-guard, but gradually got used to the feeling, the waves of pleasure as the older boy slowly delved in and out overpowering any discomfort. Once certain that he wouldn’t hurt him, Riku began to pick up the pace. The dark-haired boy squeezed his partner’s thighs, a moan caught in his throat. It felt so good!

            Not wanting to be left out, Tidus joined them, settling down on his knees in front of Sora. He took the teen’s glistening cock in his hand, kneading the base as his tongue teased the sensitive head. His other hand nursed his own erection, Sora’s cries of ecstasy fueling his arousal.

            “Ah…! Ri… Uuuun… R- Riku…!” he gasped, tension building in his nether regions. “T… Ah…! T- Tidus…! Ahhhhn…! Fuck…!”

            Anything after that was lost, his mind too hazed with passion. He continued to moan, panting for breath between each thrust, his hands lost in Tidus’s hair as they pressed him further onto his dick. Riku’s hands rested firmly on the brunette’s hips, helping him slip in and out of his ass more easily. He moaned along with the boy in his arms, reaching climax.

            “A-ah…! C- cumming…!” he whispered breathlessly, his body spasming as he erupted inside his best friend.

            Sora gasped as he felt the warm, sticky fluid coat his insides, crying out as Riku collapsed onto him, shoving him further into Tidus’s mouth. “Ahhhhn…! S- Ah…! S- so close!”

            Tidus allowed himself to focus on his own pleasure, making up for his lack of attention by deep-throating Sora. He moaned, the deep, throaty tone sending small tremors up the boy’s swollen member. The wild-haired teen gasped in response, shuddering as he finally reached orgasm. Exhausted, he leaned back into Riku’s chest, their bodies supporting each other as they tried to catch their breath.

            The blonde came a short while after, falling forward and resting his head between Sora’s legs. He placed his left hand on the boy’s thigh, out of breath, and laughed.

            “That was incredible.”

            “Yeah,” Riku snorted, his head nestled in the crook of Sora’s neck. “But this lucky bastard got it from both ends.”

            They grinned despite themselves, chuckling.

            “Well, it’s not like I planned it that way…” the brunette retorted, too tired to move.

            “How was it?” Tidus asked, caressing the boy’s thigh absentmindedly. “Amazing?”

            “Abso-fucking-loutely.”

            Riku yawned, snuggling into Sora’s soft, sun-kissed skin. “Well, I dunno about you guys, but I’m about ready to pass out.”

            The younger boys laughed. “Agreed.”

            Without bothering to clean up at all or turn off the light, they curled up on the floor together, using one of the sleeping bags as a sheet between them and the carpet. Pulling another one on top of them like a blanket, the trio drifted off in a matter of seconds.

~*~

            “Hmm…” Selphie mumbled, trying to figure out who was next.

            The order was much different than it had been yesterday, with Tidus and Riku sitting on either side of Sora, Selphie to Riku’s left, and Kairi sitting beside her. If they went by yesterday’s order, it would have been Sora’s turn, but now that they were all jumbled, she wasn’t sure.

            “Just go, Selphie! I can’t think of anything good, anyway…” the bushy-haired teen stated, rolling his eyes.

            “Well it’s not like I can think of anything, either!” she pouted, but nevertheless took her turn.

            “Hmm… Well, it’s not a very good one, but…” she cleared her throat, speaking clearly for mock-dramatic effect. “I, Selphie, have never once had sex.”

            The boys just stared at each other, blushing madly.

            “Fuck.”

O W A R I

K: So, uh… Did you like it? I know the shitty plotline would probably never happen, but it was really fun to write, anyway. I still can’t believe I successfully wrote 2 FULL PAGES WORTH of lemon. It’s mind-boggling.

Especially since a lot of it was based off very limited knowledge about male anatomy (gleaned mostly from movies and other fanfiction… X.x; ) and was glued together with positions that seemed like they made sense. (I had to sketch out little stick figures… So embarrassing!) I’m amazed at how sexy and descriptive it is! I’m kinda proud of myself… *blush*

I can’t believe how long it turned out, too! I’ve never written anything this long before… (OMG yes, I know how sad that is…) My first 16-page one-shot is a yaoi lemon… How special.

Anyhoo, I really hope you all enjoyed it. Maybe we’ll start that porn-writing manga ring after all. Lol. (j/k, although I DO want some fanart for this, Lauren!! ;p)

Completed January 15, 2006 : 3:31 A.M.
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