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“Haaa—! I’m tired!!” Yuuji grumbled as he plopped face down on the nearest bed as soon as they arrived in their hotel room. “How is it so tiring to be on a long drive even when you’re just a passenger sitting there for hours~?” his voice came out muffled as he continued speaking even when his face was completely buried in the pillow.
Megumi wonders how he could even breathe like that. Megumi walked past the beds and sat on the couch, dropping his bag on the coffee table in front of him.
“Maybe ‘cause you’re not used to sitting still for so long,” explained Yuuta as he sat on the bed near the window, putting down his sunglasses and phone on the side table between his and the middle bed. “Weren’t you asleep for most of it anyway?”
“Yeah…but I feel like I could doze off here any minute now,” answered Yuuji, face still smushed in the pillow.
The three of them will be sharing the room tonight, as the call time for their schedule tomorrow is so early that they can’t afford to drive from Tokyo on the same day and have enough time.
Yuuji already claimed the bed nearest the door, barely managing to get in the room due to exhaustion from the drive. While Yuuta has taken the bed nearest the window, probably because he’s the most morning person out of the three of them there and likely plans to wake the two up with fresh sunlight tomorrow morning. So Megumi was automatically placed in the middle bed, not that he minded. He will probably doze off early tonight since he couldn’t sleep at all in the car — or more like, someone wouldn’t let him sleep.
The perpetrator, their eldest senpai, is now unpacking his bag, laying out his kit on the vanity table.
Suddenly, a very annoyed grunt came from the almost sleeping Yuuji. He fished his phone out of his back pocket and answered a call.
Moments later, Yuuji got up and started putting his shoes back on.
Megumi looked up from scrolling on his phone, “Where are you going?”
Yuuji looked at him from the side of his eye, hands still working on tying his laces, “I’ll go to Nobara.”
“I thought she was with Mai and Maki?” asked their eldest, glancing at Yuuji as he cleans his face with a makeup wipe.
“Mai-senpai and Maki-senpai will go out to eat. But Nobara doesn’t feel good so I’ll stay with her in their room. Maybe just order room service food with her,” Yuuji stands up and fixes his clothes. “I’ll be back when the two senpais are back,” he said as he got out the door.
Yuuta went back to washing his face.
An awkward silence fell between the two as they were left together in their hotel room.
After a while, Megumi thought it’s time he ordered dinner as well.
“How about you, senpai? Do you still want to eat?” he asked but didn’t look up from his food delivery app, focused on looking for something that he might want for dinner, when he suddenly felt his surroundings got dimmer. He suddenly felt a pair of arms hold onto the armrests of his chair, caging him with the wide frame of the man currently towering over him.
Megumi lowered his phone and looked up at the pair of eyes boring into him. His senpai’s face is so close he can clearly see the faint beauty marks that are usually hidden with sunscreen. As raw as his handsome bare face is the seduction that Megumi can feel from Yuuta. Already alluring eyes getting even more sultry as his vision flicks from Megumi’s eyes to his lips and back — pulling and ensnaring, a dangerous invitation that Megumi isn’t sure he could resist.
“Yeah… ” the way the older man whispered that should have been criminal. “I think I know what I’d like to have,” Yuuta smirked.
From their quick rest stop earlier and the way the eldest was clinging to him, to the way he sat unusually close to him when they got back in the car, to his hands landing on Megumi’s knees and slowly crawling to the inside of his thighs, then he squeezes…Megumi knew what was on his senpai’s mind.
You would think that being in the same school, seeing each other every day, Megumi’s view of Yuuta would change. But no, he still thinks their eldest is the most handsome man he’s ever seen in his life.
Seeing their situation now though, it seems his senpai has already made the decision for him.
When Megumi looked up at him through his long lashes, his glimmering eyes also reflecting the want that Yuuta was hoping for, the older man could no longer hold back.
“Senpai–” the younger tried to breathe out, eyes on Yuuta lips, fantasizing about how they’ll taste against his own.
The older one didn’t waste any time and moved his right hand to Megumi’s throat, lifting up his face, and meeting his lips in an open-mouthed kiss.
Megumi leaned up even more, deepening the way their lips slotted against each other’s and reaching up with his own right hand to hold Yuuta’s nape. Release of the tension they have had since earlier, way back when they were in the car, gives unbelievable relief to both of them. Evident in their sighs and mewls at the taste of each other's lips. The eldest was high on desire, lustful thoughts getting muddy in his head as he tightened his grip on Megumi’s neck and pushed him to the chair’s backrest. Megumi let out a surprised “ Ah- ” at the sudden aggression, but still fully exposing his throat to Yuuta, eyes cloudy with want and lips open as if asking for more.
Not even a breath later, Yuuta dove back in and they were again lapping at each other's mouth. Only the sound of lips and sucking of tongues can be heard throughout the room.
In speaking of being heard…
“Senpai–!” Megumi pushed the elder’s chest, breaking away from their tonguefucking. “Yuuji might come back…” he said as he glanced at the door, showing his worry of being caught making out with their senpai.
“Don’t worry,” Yuuta whispered, his voice even huskier and sexier now that he’s turned on. “I have our room keycard,” he moved his hand from Megumi’s throat to the side of his neck, thumb rubbing circles on the smooth cheek to ease the other’s worries. “Yuuji will have to knock when he’s back.”
He then moved his thumb to lift Megumi’s chin, going under and started sucking on the fair skin of his throat.
Megumi moaned quietly, seeming not fully convinced by his senpai and still holding his voice back.
“Besides,” the older one moves to the right side of Megumi’s neck, peppering kisses on his tattoo there, licking the long line of ink up until under his ear. “He probably won’t leave Nobara’s side soon, even when the other two come back.”
After being like a vampire worshiping a prey’s neck, Yuuta lifted his head and looked Megumi straight in the eye, “Do you want this?”
Megumi’s heart skipped a beat.
Does Megumi want this? More like, how long has Megumi wanted this?! Fantasized about this? To be in this exact same situation, wanted and seduced, writhing with desire under the most loving man he’s ever met — the one he’s been undeniably attracted to since he first laid eyes on him during their introduction.
Megumi’s eyes shifted to Yuuta’s lips as he breathed out, voice now unable to hide his want, “ Yes… ”
Knowing what Megumi actually wants, Yuuta once again sealed their lips together in a slow kiss, lingering on sucking Megumi’s lower lip, murmuring on the other’s lips with a smile, “Good kitty."
That seemed to have done something to Megumi as he let out an unabashed moan, breathing in the scent of his dear senpai and kissed him back even harder.
With his right hand hooked on the younger’s waist, Yuuta stood up from leaning over the chair, effectively taking Megumi with him. Once on his own feet, Megumi instinctively pushed his body flush against the older man, feeling the warmth throughout his whole body as the arm on his waist tightens its hold.
Their kiss grew greedier and greedier by the second. Yuuta outright sucked on Megumi’s tongue, and the other let out such sinful sounds, unable to hide his pleasure anymore. They didn’t falter even as they moved to Yuuta’s bed by the window. The back of Megumi’s knees bumping against the edge as Yuuta pushed him onto the sheets and climbed over him.
Megumi also didn’t waste any time, pulling down his senpai by grabbing the other’s hips, giving Yuuta no choice but to rest his full weight on him. And god…it felt so good. He pulled even harder and at the same time pushed his hips up, grinding their groins together as they continued kissing. The friction from their erections felt so good they both couldn’t help but breathe out a moan. Megumi continued his ministrations until Yuuta’s strong hands grabbed his and pinned them both above his head.
“Stop,” Yuuta breathed, breaking away from their kiss. “You’re gonna make me come like that.”
His right hand then took hold of both Megumi’s wrists, still caging them above his head, leaving the younger helpless. Meanwhile his left hand slid down Megumi’s body, slipping inside his black shirt and left burning touches in its wake. His mouth went back to sucking rose blooms on the younger’s neck, eliciting even more sinful whines in a desperate voice you wouldn’t usually hear from the soft spoken Megumi.
“Fuck– you’re so hot when you’re loud,” he whispered on Megumi’s collarbones, mouth busy biting and sucking, while his hands roam around the other’s body, as if he can make Megumi even more sensitive from the assault of pleasure.
“Senpai, please–!” Megumi moaned, the sound loud and strangled. He couldn’t help but writhe under Yuuta, overwhelmed with feelings from the loud thud of his heartbeats to the physical sensations burning and prickling his skin. He wanted to run away. He was afraid he would go crazy if they went on any longer.
But he wants Yuuta so bad.
He has wanted him for so long. And this is exactly what he wanted from him — a passionate satisfaction to his long time craving, a beast conquering his animal desire, a pleasure so intense it will leave him crazy.
He heard a quiet chuckle from the older man as he sat up on his haunches, “Fucking hell Megumi…” He smirked as he pushed his hair back, looking frustrated at how turned on he is by the younger, and yet admiring his work of making Megumi a heaving moaning mess on the bed.
“Senpai…” Megumi seemed to have remembered his arms are working fine, after being released from Yuuta's grip. With his senpai’s knees on either side of his hips, he snaked his hands up and down the strong thighs, wanting to bring back the heat of the other’s body on his.
“Okay,” Yuuta knew exactly what Megumi wanted. He took his shirt off and threw them on the floor. He caught Megumi’s hands and pulled him up so he was also sitting on the bed, then slid Megumi’s shirt up and off of his slender body.
His hands were then back on Megumi’s nape, pulling his face close so their lips were centimeters apart.
“Let’s make this quick so you don’t worry about getting caught by your boyfriend,” Megumi perked up a bit at the mention of Yuuji, “He’ll be shocked to see you getting railed, going insane on another man’s cock.”
The younger didn’t have time to reply as Yuuta slammed their mouths back together, tongue slipping inside Megumi’s mouth as soon as he opened up. With his tongue and lips mercilessly lapped and sucked at, Megumi was sure his senpai was going to devour him at any moment. He never imagined a kiss could be this hungry, this carnal — much more that it’s his Yuuta-senpai doing this and he’s the prey being eaten. Never in Megumi’s wildest wet dreams did such intense tonguefucking manifest in. And yet here he is, half-naked on the bed of a man who is not Yuuji — not his boyfriend — his pants crotch almost bursting at the seams from how hard he is. He’s also pretty sure there’s already a huge wet spot there from so much precum he felt gush out of his tip ever since they started making out.
Yuuta pushed Megumi so he’s back to lying on the bed. The older sat back on his heels and took off his belt, then unzipped his pants. Megumi felt a current run through his whole body at seeing the bulge of Yuuta’s dick, even though it’s still pretty much covered by underwear. As if having a mind of their own, his hands reached out to try and touch it, but Yuuta’s hands were quicker. He caught both of Megumi’s hands and once again pinned them above his head, the whole length of his body hovering over the younger.
“You want that ?” the senpai teased as he dipped his head and started sucking again on Megumi’s neck.
Megumi let out a shuddered breath at the assault on his neck, “Hha—! Y-yes, senpai—!”
“Yes, what?” Yuuta’s voice sounded even more lustful as he whispered near the other’s ear. His lips then started traveling down Megumi’s body, letting go of his wrists, and kissed his way down until Megumi’s navel.
“You– You, senpai. I want you…” Yuuta has never heard Megumi’s voice sound so broken before. Realizing that he was able to push Megumi past his inhibitions and let him dive into pleasure gave Yuuta a certain satisfaction.
“Now I know why Yuuji is so obsessed with you,” he said as he started mouthing and cupping Megumi’s erection through his pants. “Seeing you beg for cock is just—“ he took a playful bite at the bulge in front of him, just teasing, not enough to hurt anything, “—fuck.”
Megumi keeled at the action, “S-senpai, touch me, please!”
Yuuta quickly obliged, working his fingers to unbutton the younger’s pants and pulling it off together with his underwear. Megumi is now fully-naked under him. He sat back on his heels to admire the beautiful body in front of him. All fair and white skin, slim but lean muscled body. His hands landed on Megumi’s bent knees to spread it apart, the other’s erection a beautiful pink color between his legs — already wet from precum. Yuuta truly has never seen another human as hauntingly beautiful and sensual as Megumi. From his raven hair splayed out on the pillow, to his smoldering eyes showing nothing but endless want, to his luscious lips so invitingly parted, to his slender legs and creamy white thighs that Yuuta couldn’t help caressing, until his hands were back on Megumi’s inner thigh — just like they were earlier in their car ride when he was just teasing Megumi.
Megumi couldn’t help but squirm under Yuuta’s intense gaze. All of him and his desire for the other man, evident in his hard cock resting below his navel, exposed for the object of his lust to see. Not to mention his hands roaming, stroking closer and closer to his dick but still not touching it. His hips buckled at the anticipation, as if bringing his throbbing member to his senpai’s hands himself.
“So impatient,” Yuuta clicked his tongue but smirked all the more as Megumi got more desperate for him. He hooked his hands on the back of the younger’s knees to bring his hips up. Before Megumi could even react, Yuuta’s tongue is on his hole, licking stripes up and around it, prying him open.
“Senpai–!” Megumi’s hands flew to between his legs and grabbed onto the older’s hair, “stop– not there, please–!”
Yuuta let out a curious Oh? as if he just found something interesting. He lifted his head back up, much to Megumi’s relief. He put two of his fingers in his mouth and generously wetted them with his saliva. Not long after, he could fit both fingers inside Megumi’s wet hole.
Megumi hasn’t stopped moaning since, his left hand stuck in his mouth as he tried to muffle his moans while the right was gripping the bed sheets for dear life.
“Tell me kitty …” Yuuta teased as he continued fucking Megumi with his fingers, “did your owner use this recently?”
Megumi’s arm is now covering his eyes, avoiding eye-contact with Yuuta, and biting his lips to forcibly stop sounds from coming out.
“Answer me, please,” Yuuta cooed, the kindness in his voice contrasts with the particularly deep thrust of his fingers against the younger’s insides, “Did you have sex with Yuuji, hm?”
“Y-yes,” Megumi blurted out weakly, eyes still covered by his left arm, “just– just this morning–”
“Oh,” Yuuta chuckled, “he’s always so possessive of you.”
The younger bit his lips and nodded in agreement. Yuuji really couldn’t keep his hands off of Megumi, especially when it’s just the two of them in their room, and have all their time to themselves. Just like this morning. When Megumi’s usual long bath time took even longer when a just woken up Yuuji walked in (he didn’t bother locking the door because Yuuji was asleep), morning wood making an evident tent in his pajamas. He then proceeded to strip bare and joined Megumi in the shower. With a lot more horny things happening and only a little bit of showering.
“I think you’re ready,” Yuuta said as he pulled three fingers from Megumi’s hole, which the younger one didn’t even notice were already inside him.
Yuuta got up from the bed to ruffle through his bag, and went back with a condom and lube in hand. Megumi just stared in awe as the older took off the last of his clothes and put the condom on his length. Yuuta noticed Megumi’s gaze on him and made a show of pumping his cock a few times as he coated it with lube.
“You like what you see?” Yuuta teased, continuing to fist his cock and biting his lips, as if Megumi could get even harder and hornier for him at this point.
The older then took hold of Megumi’s ankles and yanked him towards the edge, closer to where Yuuta was kneeling on the bed. Megumi moaned at the sudden show of strength, his ass now flush against his senpai’s front, and he instinctively spread his legs wider to accommodate him. Yuuta leaned over so he’s face-to-face with Megumi, his left arm on the side of Megumi’s head for support, while his right aligns his dick to the other’s hole. Their kiss started slow and sweet, but immediately turned hungry and biting to distract Megumi from Yuuta sliding inside him. Even with the three fingers stretching him open, and the few rounds of shower sex with Yuuji this morning, Megumi still struggled taking in Yuuta’s length. He mewled and gasped against Yuuta’s mouth until he felt him bottom out inside him.
“You okay?” the older pulled away from the kiss, genuine concern seen in his eyes as he combs Megumi’s hair out of his eyes and cradles his head.
The younger just nodded and let out a silent “Hmm-mm.”
This seemed to satisfy him, patting the other’s head and placing a kiss on his forehead, “Good kitten.”
Megumi got tighter when he heard the compliment and Yuuta had to fight the urge to pull out and slam back inside. He had to wait for Megumi to acclimate to his size before doing anything more. Yuuji will definitely get mad at him if he finds out he was rough on his precious kitty.
It took a few moments until Megumi reached out his right hand and pulled Yuuta’s face closer to kiss him again. He still couldn’t believe the situation he’s currently in. Or more like, who is in him. And now that the Yuuta Okkotsu's beautiful face is against Megumi’s own, tongue practically down on Megumi’s throat, lips catching his lower lip, biting it before letting go. Their gasps fell hot on their faces, trying to catch up on breaths that can’t seem to match up with how hungry they are for each other.
“Senpai– move, please–” Megumi muttered in between breaths, and started grinding on where they’re joined together.
Yuuta, of course, didn’t need to be told twice. He moved his right hand to hold Megumi’s waist for leverage, pulled out a little, then slammed back in.
“Aah–!” Megumi wasn’t holding back his screams anymore, “Yes–! Yes senpai, there–!” His hands leaving scratches on Yuuta’s back as the older continued pounding him hard.
“Hngh– fuck, Megumi–” Yuuta sat up on his haunches and grabbed both of Megumi’s wrists, pulling Megumi’s arms taught as he pistons his cock in and out of the younger’s hole.
This position left Yuuta hitting directly on Megumi’s prostate, and Megumi didn’t know what to do with himself — whether to cry or scream or ask his senpai to stop because he couldn’t take it anymore. All the nerves in his body seem to be reacting to the assault being done to him, he started shaking uncontrollably, hips bucking to meet Yuuta’s deep thrusts inside him. Megumi thinks he might actually go insane. He would definitely go insane. Fucked into insanity and overwhelming pleasure by the sex god Yuuta. And as if the sensations he’s making him feel aren’t enough, Megumi made the mistake of opening his eyes and looking at a literal god, the most beautiful face he’s ever fucking seen, losing control and bucking his hips nonstop just because his hole is so good. Megumi could no longer contain the pleasure building up inside him.
“Ugh–! Senpai, please– Please I’m getting close–!”
That only seemed to egg on the older, as Yuuta shifted his hold to grab Megumi’s hips with both of his hands, angling his thrusts to hit harder on the bundle of nerves inside.
“I can’t–! Hyu– hngghhh–!!” Megumi screamed as he came, his load spilling everywhere as Yuuta continued to fuck him hard through it. The younger couldn’t stop shaking as he continued spurting cum all over, his hole spasming at the dick that keeps railing it inside. Yuuta only stopped his pounding when Megumi got impossibly tight from the overwhelming pleasure, his body not able to catch up on the sensations being done to him.
“Fuck, Megumi…You almost broke my dick off,” Yuuta complained as if he wasn’t the one who didn't know when to stop.
Megumi just laid there, still shaking and panting from his intense orgasm, brain foggy from the thorough fucking he got.
“I’m not done with you yet,” the older said as he flipped Megumi over so he was on his hands and knees on the bed.
“Huh?! Wait senpai–!” the younger tried to protest, but was silenced by a spank on his ass, “Ah–!”
Yuuta leaned over the younger so his front was flush against Megumi’s back.
With his left hand, he grabbed the younger’s cheeks so he’s facing him, “I haven’t cum yet. You’ll be good and let me use you, right, kitten?” The last word whispered so wantonly and seductively against Megumi’s ear that he couldn’t do anything but moan in agreement.
“Good kitty,” the older once again whispered as he sat back, and pushed his way back inside Megumi’s already sensitive hole.
He’s still shaking and weak on the legs from his previous orgasm but, Megumi could already feel the second one build up with just Yuuta pushing in the tip of his length. The older must have felt it because he grabbed the younger’s cock from under him and started pumping as he buried himself inside.
Megumi’s arms gave out and he fell face first on the bed, only able to hold on to the sheets for dear life as Yuuta started railing him again from behind. His screams are muffled by the covers but that was not enough to contain the intensity of his pleas. Now that his senpai is fucking him from behind, Megumi could definitely feel more of his cock as he slid in and out of him. He didn’t know he could even still feel this much. He thought he would be numb after Yuuta’s earlier assault while he rode out his first orgasm. His ass currently spread and poised up gave Yuuta the perfect angle to completely bury himself in his hole. If he hasn’t already rearranged Megumi’s insides earlier, he definitely could now.
As if reading Megumi’s thoughts, Megumi felt a hand grab onto his hair and another on his hips before Yuuta started pounding mercilessly once again. Megumi could only cry out on the sheets as he felt his insides getting even more sensitive and all harsh thrusts shot pleasure straight to his cock. He has gone crazy. He was sure he’s already driven over the edge of insanity at this point. A helpless moaning mess as he continues shaking at the assault being done to his hole.
“Shit– Megumi–! So tight– I’m close!” Yuuta’s pace has now become erratic, chasing his climax using the tight heat around his cock.
“Cum– cum inside me, senpai–!” Megumi also felt like he wouldn’t last long, so he began pushing back his hips to meet the older’s thrusts.
“I’m cumming– Megumi, fuck–!!”
“Yes, yes senpai! Aahh–!” He didn’t think how loud he was being, Megumi was so overwhelmed by his second orgasm that he just couldn’t help but moan and shudder as he spills his cum on the sheets, his legs shaking violently from the intensity, his hole clenching and spasming on the cock buried in it.
That pushed Yuuta over the edge. He continued fucking Megumi as he came inside him. Megumi could feel Yuuta twitching once, twice, as he spurted hot cum deep against his walls. It felt so satisfying that Megumi thought he could stay there forever, legs weak and shaking, but ass still up as Yuuta pumps hot cum inside him until he’s full and leaking.
But alas, he felt Yuuta pull out from him, leaving Megumi with no support and falling on the bed completely.
The older took the condom off and tied it, then got off the bed and threw it in the bathroom trash bin. He later came back wearing a bathrobe, holding another one in his hands.
He sat next to Megumi on the bed and leaned over to peck his lips.
“C’mon, Yuuji might come back soon. You go take a bath first. I’ll clean up here,” he smiled at the younger below him.
Megumi is still panting and trying to catch his breath but Yuuta’s kind smile and that post-coital glow on his gorgeous face only took his breath away. How could someone look this good after fucking someone’s brains out? Megumi couldn’t even imagine how much of a mess he looks right now. He tried his best to get up on shaky limbs, and then climbed on his senpai’s lap. He tangled his fingers on the black hair and pulled him close for a searing kiss. Megumi just couldn’t get enough of Yuuta’s lips and he’s also eager to receive the other’s tongue in his mouth. Their kiss got deeper and deeper that Megumi unconsciously started grinding on Yuuta again.
The older was the one to break away this time, “Go, please,” he pleaded between pants, his eyes still closed. “Before I lose control and slam back inside you again.”
Megumi chuckled at the threat but obediently got up, planted one last kiss on Yuuta’s lips, and headed to the bathroom.