"He's MY prisoner." "So? Oogushi-kun, he's my friend. Not yours. He hates you."
"He does not hate me! You don't hate me, do you Katsura?"
Katsura was trying to glare at both of them at the same time, which didn't work because Gintoki successfully had him impaled on his cock from the front, and Hijikata was about to join him inside of Katsura's aching body, without permission - from either one. "I hate you both." he growled, adjusting his legs so that his thighs were wrapping around Gintoki's tight stomach. He knew there was nothing he could do, he was cuffed (not literally) and pretty stuffed, it seemed. He decided to make the best of it.
Pressure on his ass again - what a way to lose his virginity, he thought morbidly getting screwed by these two assholes. Hijikata had just entered him, and he let out a soft moan. He couldn't help it, it felt so good. Gintoki was slowly moving himself around, rubbing against that sweet spot inside. Hijikata somehow managed to smash right into that spot, and Katsura nearly came up off of them, arching backwards and panting.
"Oi, Zura, easy on us." Gintoki's voice floated over to him, and he barely had the mind to come up with his normal retort. "It's not Zura, it's Katsura."
A lick against his right ear. "I know your name," Hijikata was blowing air into his ear, which made him somehow harden even more. "Katsura, Katsura, Katsura~." The Vice-Commander was slowly starting to stroke Katsura's neglected cock, rubbing his thumb over the tip, then down the center of the shaft. When he said his name, it sent shivers down the terrorists spine.
Gintoki apparently didn't like to be left out. He leaned forwards, pulling Katsura's face closer. "But I know his name too." His mouth closed in on Katsura's, kissing him gently at first, then letting Katsura kiss him more hungrily back. Hijikata was pressing his own kisses down Katsura's back, his neck, shoulders, anywhere he could reach.
It was slow going for awhile, the two of them trying their best to make Katsura the most pleased - it was sadly turning into a competition between them, and Katsura just kept purring in that cute voice, whimpering when Gintoki would run his tongue over his chest, making incredible noises when Hijikata would rake his nails softly on the underside of his cock. Not to mention, he felt so completely full, they were so close to him. His back was right against Hijikata's chest, and his own chest was just an inch away from Gintoki's. He wanted to be closer. He needed it. Katsura slipped his arms around, underneath Gin's own shoulders, pulling him closer. He was so close now, sandwiched between the two of them. One arm he kept around Gintoki's body, the other he let down at his side, holding onto Hijikata's thigh.
Now it was just a matter of time, both of them were moving inside of him, and he felt another pressure growing inside, it kept growing until he couldn't take it anymore, and he moaned loudly as he came, getting his come all over Gintoki's stomach.
After a few more seconds, both of them were coming as well, and it slid down out of him and they all layed in a sweaty pile.
--- also dedicated to the bestest friend in the world. i wish i could come up with better ways to make you happy, apart from gays. i will work on this.
gays are pretty nice though.