Sonic X Saitama X Genos
Sonic held onto his cape. "We're far from over." His fingers shook as he laid on the ground glaring up at the bald hero.
Seriatim simply shrugged him off. "Ok, then. Good luck." He turned away and leapt into the sky, gone once again.
"…Yes, it's only the beginning. I'm not training to defeat you anymore…" Sonic grinned as his body shook with intense shivers. Laughter wracking his body and his ripped tights exposed his chiseled form. "Sai…tama…you are mine. Soon, you'll be writhing beneath me in a whole 'nother way. I can't wait to see your expressions~ Dear Saitama the hero."
Sonic glared up at the sky and a fierce light shone in his eyes. "Soon…"
A little bird walked over to peck at the grass that turned over during Sonic's battle - not that he hit him. But the explosives did their work on the land. Worms popped out here and there and the bird stabbed at one before flying away. In that moment, Sonic vanished into thin air.
The bird was happy with it's catch - but soon got swept away by the fox who lurked in the bushes. Taken.
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Meanwhile, Saitama was boiling kelp. Whistling, he stirred the damp seaweed with chopsticks. "Good sale today." He even swung his hips a little, dancing to an unheard beat.
It would have been a perfectly calm evening, but he felt a certain pair of eyes linger on him heatedly. Ignoring it, he continued to dance away. For god's sake. If Genos makes another comment about kelp and hair growth, I'll shave him!
Soon, he felt a pair of cool metal hands grab onto his hips and he felt them warm up through the fabric of his sweats. "G-Genos?" Saitama looked behind him nervously. "What's up?"
"Master." The blonde cyborg peered down at him before moving Saitama's hips in circular motions. "Dancing is good for blood circulation, but you're not reaching the max potential. I will help you work on your circular movements." Saying so, his metal fingers warmed up enough to body temperature. "I adjusted the temperature. Please continue cooking while I help you."
"N-No need. I'm fi-"
"Please. Or am I no good after all…?" He looked down.
"That's not what I mean-"
"Okay. I understand, Master. Let's continue." Genius smiled innocently.
Saitama looked suspiciously at him, but finding nothing to say, he focused on stirring kelp again. He's been feeling down lately. If this makes him feel better, who am I to stop him? Though it's weird he's so devoted to me. I feel like a grandpa getting help with my blood circulation.
Suddenly he felt a tingling form in between his legs. "Eh?" He paused in his stirring, but kept going since the seaweed wasn't done yet and he didn't want any sticking to the pot. Maybe stealing kelp from a monster instead of going to the actual sale wasn't such a good idea…but the last time worked out well…
The tingling got stronger, but he blamed it on his imagination.
Behind him, Genos seemed to breathe closer. His breath hot against his neck. He held back a shiver as Genos muttered huskily, "By the way, Master, I learned about pressure points. Longevity, energy and even growth can be enhanced by massaging certain points everyday. Or at least that's what a man told me. Like…here for instance."
A thumb dug into Saitama's waist from the side. Immediately he felt more awake and stood stiff. "Wha-"
Genos said, "It wakes you up faster. Now…here…" This time he pressed a forefinger closer to his navel as Saitama doubled-over the pot with shaky legs, held up only by Genos's grip on his hips. Genos whispered into his ear, "That's where you gain energy. The man even said it motivates the world. He even taught me about even more effective places…" His thumb dug into the edge of his waistband as his finger crept closer down towards in-between his legs…
At this point, Saitama was shivering madly over the stove and he hurried to turn it off before the kelp - or him - got overcooked. "Dinner's done! L-Let's eat, okay?"
"…I will continue this after you take in proper nutrients, then. Don't worry, the kelp will aid you hair g-"
"Dammit Genos! Just sit down!" Then he ignored his tingling hips and grabbed the pot to put on the table as Genos silently followed behind nonchalantly.
While they were eating, Saitama snuck a look at the younger male. He's young, but spends way too much time and effort on me. My body's reacting strangely. Was it because I'm not used to being massaged by people?
Genos noticed Saitama's stare and smiled back thinking, Master has no experience. He's probably never been kissed before. I wonder how far I can go to make him feel pleasure until he realizes my feelings escalated a long time ago…?
The clank of chopsticks and bowls and slurps of soup rang out against the quiet state in the abandoned city. There was no one but a blushing, bald hero and a passionate, stoic cyborg for miles. No one but them…They had all the time in the world to enjoy this peace.
Until now.
CLANG! A kunai dug itself deep into a wall between the two heroes. Immediately Genos blasted toward the open balcony window with his palm and Saitama simply turned to look.
Shadows emerged and fluttered from the dark balcony and into the apartment as a lithe, black-tight wearing man stepped out. An evil grin plastered on his face. "Hello, Saitama. I've come to take you."
Genos glared at the man, his gold eyes flashing. "Oh, it's the stalker again. Can't you see we're busy? Get lost." His chest puffed and he got into battle form. Streaks of light shone from inside his tank top and traced his rib cage. Liquid fire seemed to pour through his metal arms as gears shifted dangerously fast. He faced a palm towards the seemingly weapon-less man.
Sonic simply gave him a sly look. "Oh? I know you were…busy. Ways to aid in 'blood circulation', was it? Too bad, I'm taking Saitama. Have fun being without a master, Dog."
Genos growled. "Says the exhibitionist. You only want to rip Master's clothes off. Don't think I haven't noticed your evil plans. Instead of aiming for vital organs, you purposely scratch at his clothing. Makes sense cause you could never hit Master straight on, weakling."
Sonic sneered back at him. "Like you can talk, Sidekick. At least I see more action than you. You haven't even gotten more than a thumb past those sweats."
"Not true!"
"Ha! Virgin."
"Damn you!"
While the ninja and cyborg were fighting, Saitama finished up his soup and now looked quizically at the yelling men. His face blank as he tried to keep up with the conversation. Uh…huh? They aren't seriously fighting me anymore - I mean Sonic kept missing a lot and Genos hasn't asked for a full-on practice session in a while, but…why are they trying to get me naked? They gave up on being stronger or something and now want to blackmail me? I see Sonic doing that, but Genos…maybe he didn't want to let me know he's got different plans now…I should make the first move and release him from his sense of duty.
He frowned before speaking up, "Hey guys. If you give up so easily, there's no point to this fight, right? If you're done becoming stronger than me and only pulling pranks or getting settled, then there's no reason you can't just enjoy your lives peacefully? You're both skilled and should have no trouble in life."
He turned toward Genos, "So you don't have to live here anymore (though I'll miss your rent). You're free to change your mind. Go live out your new path." Saitama got up and started to go to his room.
"Master!" Genos leapt in front of Saitama, looking panicked as his pupils dilated and his breath picked up. "You're kicking me out?"
"Eh? Isn't that what you want?"
"NO! I want…I want…!" He pulled Saitama closer -
- Saitama thought he wanted to whisper in his ear but -
And shoved his lips on him. In the backgroud, Sonic's shriek could be heard.
Genos's lips pushed at Saitama's and he even bit onto his lower lip. Heat coursed through their bodies and Genos stuck his tongue in, forcing his way into every nook and cranny of the older hero's mouth. "Mmph…!" Saitama shivered as his knees felt weak and Genos wrapped his arms tight around his waist.
When they finally let go so Saitama could catch a breath, he gaped at the smirking blonde man. "G-Genos! I'm a guy!"
"I know." He was about to go in for another kiss when Sonic pushed him out of the way and leapt onto Saitama, pulling his neck down a little to continue the kiss. "Mm…!?" Once again, Saitama felt his body collapse and this time he ended up on the floor, pinned down by Sonic.
A wicked grin came over the villain as he seductively mumbled into his ear, "What nice noises you make, Sai-ta-ma~ Who knew you were so weak to pleasure?" Sonic ripped off the hero's striped shirt and pinched his nipples. "Hmm…so pink…and delicious-looking!" He bent down to nibble on one while he continued pinching the other.
"Ah…Ahh! Nnn…T-Too much. No…I can't!" Saitama's mind was in a haze as he tried to understand what was going on. Why can't I move my body? I've never felt like this before…! Is my weakness really pleasure?! After a particularly sinister lick and a bite, he moaned loudly, "Ahhh!"
Suddenly Sonic was pulled off as Genos loomed over Saitama's helpless body. His limbs splayed out along the carpet, his torso naked and a little bruised from Sonic's nibbles. "Master…" The younger man stared down at him as Saitama tried to cover his chest, blushing.
Genos grabbed his arms and opened them to stare at his nipples. Saitama teared up as his stare didn't let up and he mewled out embarrasedly as he looked to the side, "D-Don't look…I-I feel weird.".
Genos gulped.
Suddenly, Sonic whispered from behind the stalling cyborg, tempting, "Did you know there's a certain … massage that can help men relieve stress? I know you know what I'm talking about. Don't you want to help your master?"
"…" Genos couldn't deny him.
Saitama's eyes widened as he got this particular reference - not that he saw a video once or twice. "N-No need! I'm fine!" He waved a hand at him dismissively. "Let's just go to bed, yeah? Okay. Let's." He started to get up only to fall back on his ass as his legs trembled. "Eh? Ah. Must be the soup. Okay, going for real now." Once again, he got up and successfully got to his knees…
Only to be pinned down by Genos again.
"Hey! I said - "
Sonic came up behind Saitama and stuffed two fingers into his mouth. Thrusting them in and out, he said, "Suck them. Yes, let us make you feel good. Our reward for the hero."
Saitama looked up at Sonic and glared. "Mm! Nn…!" But nothing came out as the ninja kept thrusting.
Meanwhile, Genos slowly pulled down at his sweats and the bald hero tried to kick out at him. Even so, a certain member of his body started to get erect and it popped out when Genos slid his boxers and sweats down to his knees, exposing him completely. "Nn…!" Saitama yelped.
Genos licked his lips. "Mas…ter. So cute." He stroked the protruding member and began to pump it up and down. "Give in." He unbuckled himself and shoved his dick against Saitama's, grinding their bodies together. "Ugh…Master…!"
"Nn…!" Saitama threw his head back as tears leaked from his eyes.
Sonic chuckled darkly as he also let down his pants and removed his fingers from the hero's mouth. Drool dripped down the man's chin as Genos continued to grind against him, spreading the older hero's legs apart even more.
Sonic quickly placed his wet fingers in between Saitama's legs and slowly slid them up his anus, the hole pushed open with every movement as Genos shoved against him.
Soon, Saitama found himself spread open with two fingers up his ass and a certain bulky cyborg shaking his hips against him, his plastic dick heated against his own. He whimpered and huffed as he felt himself lose all his senses.
"Ugh…Uh, Ah! Master! I'm coming!" He gave a mighty heave and spurted white seed all over Saitama's abs. A little even got on his cheek.
Saitama also came and he collapsed inbetween the two men.
"Tsk, tsk. Not yet." Sonic hoarsely said as his sinewy body snaked up from beneath the hero.
Saitama gasped as he begged, "I-I can't anymore!"
Ignoring him, Sonic thrust his dick into the hero's wet ass, pumping up and down as moans erupted from their lips.
Genos got harder. After seeing Sonic thrust even more rapidly into Saitama, the hero's legs held spread eagle and up from the ninja's arms, Genos rubbed his warm palms against the inner thighs that bounced against every pump of Sonic's dick. "Ah, Ah, Uhh! AHH, ahn…!" The hero's eyes glazed over as Sonic pumped harder into him and even let go of his sperm inside of the man. White seed erupted from Saitama's hole and dripped onto the floor.
Genos heated up and got on his knees, his dick upright again.
Sonic smirked even bigger and holdinng Saitama's legs even further apart, he leaned back so Genos could place the tip of his dick into the hole as well.
Saitama's eyes widened despite their hazy state and he cried out, "It won't fit both of you!"
Genos thrust up and Saitama groaned loudly as both dicks sways mercilessly into him. In. Out. Innn. Out. As if perfectly timed like clockwork, they pushed into his body relentlessly - giving him no time to relax. "Uh, Ahhh..! Ah, ah, ah!" Waves of pleasure hit him over and over.
The clock ticked by as the men kept thrusting into the older hero, his moans echoing into the night. Once, twice…five times they came into him. But still they kept going. "No more…No - Ahhh! So good! It feels so good! Ahhhh!"
Genos nibbled onto his nipples as Sonic pumped his dick as they thrusted into him.
Saitama felt a lick behind his neck as Genos shoved his tongue down his throat.
On and on this went until the sun began to rise and even then the men were still going strong. Genos was a cyborg, Sonic had impeccable training and Saitama had the endurance of a god. It was never going to be a ten minute thing.
Finally, when Saitama wondered if he'd be able to handle any more waves of pleasure, he heard Sonic mutter, "One more…!" and with strong grip on his hips, the ninja and cyborg gave their final release into the hero.
"Uhh…!"
"YESSSS!"
Saitama could only clench his teeth as more spasms went through him and thick semen poured out of his ass and down his legs. Quivering, he let go of his come and fainted.
Genos and Sonic smiled happily at the finally defeated man before giving each other a serious look.
"…Truce?" Sonic proposed.
"…Truce." Genos nodded.
And the two vowed to 'exercise' Saitama so he may never feel alone or bored again.
The end.
…For now.