Battle of the Boys
Gothic 1
G1: Hello, I'm the flighty, unpredictable, and sporadic author!
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G1: I will do my best to update regularly, but there are no promises with school and two other stories to keep up with as well. I apologize in advance for late or short chapters.
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Chapter 1
Ren Tsuruga sat on a sofa next to his nervous manager, leaning back and glaring hatefully at the offending sheet of copy paper. This was too much of a coincidence, to be selected as part of a modeling threesome of this nature so soon after that idiot, Fuwa's, challenge at the Karuizawa. Yashiro paled at the outright rage on his charge's face as he explained the origin of the request.
"You see Ren, this is a shoot for the current top three. The two hottest men and the most popular newcomer. That would be yourself, Fuwa Sho, and Kyoko-chan. To refuse would look terrible, so I already took the liberty of accepting and scheduling it in. The shoot is tomorrow, beginning at noon."
The manager ducked his head as the frightening stare was turned on him when an angry yell sounded through the wall. "It seems Kyoko-chan has heard the news..."
The pair traveled next door to find poor Sawara-san staring hopelessly at the fuming teen. She screamed incoherently at the talento manager and the offer he held out to her. Seeing the need to calm her, Ren stepped into action.
"Mogami-san," the master actor said in a low voice as he brushed his fingertips across he bare shoulder, "I have already confirmed my own appearance. I do not believe that Fuwa and I could do this without you."
Kyoko stared up at her mentor with wide eyes, processing the information as Ren answered in the affirmative for her. Her mouth fell open when she realized what he had done and she hissed at him in anger before she stopped and snatched the printout from Sawara-san. At the mention of the one time childhood friend her mind went blank and she missed the rest. The shoot was the three of them with a photographer who was known for his risque themes. But, again, at the mere mention of a name, the rest was not processed. She floated in a daze to the Love Me workroom to begin her knew assignment.
Ren watched the girl leave from around a corner, his eyes narrowing as he thought of her first modeling shoot being with that man and that photographer.
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Kyoko paced the lobby anxiously, waiting for the vehicle meant to pick up the pair. Ren watched her in amusement, holding back a smirk as she growled under her breath. He opened his mouth to tease her when the chauffeur entered, bowing low in apology. The teen opened her mouth to yell at him in her tantrum, but her mouth was gently covered by a large hand. She glared up and blushed in embarrassment at the chiding look she was receiving from her mentor.
The ride to the studio was silent as Kyoko watched the scenery in a huff and Ren watched his kouhai with a smirk. The girl was so cute and didn't even know it. If only she knew how simple things like covering her mouth affected him. The feel of her soft lips on his palm, brushing his skin gently as she closed her mouth was enough to make him shiver. It was a wonder she hadn't felt that.
Upon reaching their destination, Kyoko hopped out of the car and stomped inside to meat her fate. Ren trailed after her, chuckling as he wondered if she really was seventeen. Ten minutes found the three models in a conference room in front of an overly artistic looking man. The photographer wore dark green corduroys, brown loafers, a red paisley button down, and a brown vest. He honestly looked like a hippy hiding his peace signs.
Ren noted how his little kouhai couldn't take her eyes off of his rival in love until Chihaku-san, the photographer, began his brief. "I'm so excited to work with you three! The moment they higher ups said this needed to be memorable I knew what I needed to do! Okay, I know that two of you are actors, so this is your back story to build off of: Kyoko is stuck between the two of you. She, in irony, is the dominatrix in charge. The two of you men are going to be her toys. The irony, if it was not clear, is that you two are already well established, while she is rising up still. Your costumes have already been prepared in advance, now go! Let my ladies have fun with you!"
Ren and Fuwa were led to the same dressing room, as the studio was very small. The two turned away from each other as they donned their costumes. They both wore white silk shirts, half open, and skin tight black leather pants. The differences being that Ren wore dress shoes and his shirt tucked in with a choker with a chain connected while Sho wore punkish boots and his shirt remained untucked with a choker with a loop on it. The two stood glaring at each other until the make up artists knocked. Once their very minimal make up was completed they left to go wait on their favorite female.
The men rolled their eyes in unison as a fuss was raised in her dressing room. "Dammit Kyoko! Just deal with whatever it is and get your ass out here!" Fuwa hollered, much to the other man's distaste. Seconds later a blushing, leather clad Kyoko entered.
The men stood in amazement. A tight black mini skirt that was slit up the right thigh up to the waist band show off the garters that held up the leather edged fish nets. A collar connected two long vertical bands, one up the spine, one down the stomach. Buckled the two vertical bands were many horizontal straps. The outfit, if it could be called that, was completed with a short whip and over the knee stiletto boots.
Ren pulled himself together first and glared at the photographer. "How could you even think of putting a budding actress, and a minor on top of it, in that?!" The actor was incredulous in his disbelief. Sho looked the girl up and down appreciatively before laughing.
"Come on, Tsuruga! Are you saying that you don't think it's flattering? I think it shows a bad ass side that needs to get freed!" Ren glared darkly at this outburst and barely contained a gasp as he turned slowly to look back at his tearful kouhai.
Kyoko blinked up at him through her watery eyes and shook her head. "It's fine Tsuruga-san! I know you are just looking after my reputation, but this is what Chihaku-san is known for. If his name is on it then I am safe, right?" She asked, smiling up at the photographer, who nodded with a grin.
"Okay guys, I'm excited! Let's do this!" The flower child called over his shoulder as he nearly skipped away. The trio followed, the up-comer in the lead. They were directed to a white satin couch with white throw pillows and a messily tossed light gray blanket. "Now! I wan Kyoko in the middle with Sho to her right a Ren to her left! Good! Now, remember, she is dominating the two of you! That being said, don't be afraid to look like you are enjoying it and want more. That being said, Kyoko, you are fully allowed to switch your main focus of man to allow the other some room to work with, okay? You guys look great! Oh, and my only rule is no nudity, you guys can undress as you go along, but nothing can show! Start!"
Kyoko rose to her knees and wrapped the end of the whip around her left hand, pulling it tight with the handle in her right as she smirked down at Ren. But, that was where she stopped. Her face went blank and she slumped back. "I'm so sorry! Please, allow me a few minutes to get into character!" The girl hollered as she thought quick, her eyes darting back and forth.
Ren leaned over her and smiled gently. "Calm down Mogami-san, it's alright. This is your first photo shoot, and an odd one to boot! Why don't we lead you into character? I promise you that I won't let anything go too far, okay?" The teen nodded and resumed her position as they restarted.
Ren let his raw hunger for her leak into his eyes as he slowly rose onto his knees as well. Kyoko smirked evilly and let go of the end of her whip to grab the chain around the man's neck and yank him down. Sho touched the back of her thigh, causing her to turn and lash him across the chest with the kinky weapon. In her moment of distraction Ren pulled free and pinned the girl down, right in Fuwa's lap. The oldest bit the leather collar and growled low in his throat as Sho lowered his face next to the girl's and licked the corner of her mouth.
As the two men distracted themselves Kyoko managed to grab Ren's chain again and flip him over so she straddled his waist, causing her skirt to ride up. Now Ren's head was between Fuwa's knees, and no one seemed pleased with this, but Kyoko merely leaned forward, hooking her right index finger through the loop on Fuwa's choker and pulling him to her. She breathed heavily into his mouth, barely hovering his lips. The man leaned in the rest of the way to find that she had raised her head, forcing him to kiss her throat.
Kyoko moaned slightly at the sensation, causing Fuwa to wrap his arms under hers and suck the delicate flesh. Ren glared up and wiggled out from under the girl. Sitting up behind her he slowly unbuttoned his shirt until the waistband of her pants and cleared his throat. The duo turned and the smirk on the girl's face was enough to make Ren excited in many ways.
Mogami threw her whip away and hooked her fingers in the man's waistband and crawled up his flat stomach, licking her way up. She opened her mouth over his collar bone and sucked and nibbled. Ren moaned and threw his head back, wondering if this counted as too far. Sho narrowed his eyes and removed his shirt completely before unlatching the girl's skirt and tossing it away. He crawled up so that her legs were between his knees and pressed his body against her back.
As Fuwa ran his fingers up her belly he unbuckled the straps of her top and discarded the leather pieces as he finished with them. Kyoko, moaned as she gave the older man hickey after hickey and pulled his shirt out of his pants and removed it, dropping it off the side of the couch. She slowly unbuttoned his pants.
At this point the teen was left in black lacy panties and a single black strap strategically placed over her small, perky breasts, the garter and fishnets, and the boots and collar. Both men were shirtless with their pants open and all were panting heavily. Sho then ruined everything when he forced Kyoko back into herself as he rubbed his erection on her thigh.
The young idol went rigid, her mouth having just closed over Ren's. She kapt her eyes closed, hoping no one would notice her character leave her, and pressed her tongue into her mentor's mouth. Sho didn't seem to notice the change and pressed his crotch into hers, rubbing hard. Ren, having noticed the stiffening and the change in touch, did his best not to kick the other man in the nuts from between the young girl's legs.
Kyoko, obviously curious of Ren's physical reaction to her, reached down and cupped his manhood, which stood hard, straining against the leather. She smiled against his mouth and ended the kiss, turning to Sho and pinning him to the couch. The Singer was so caught up that he didn't see the warning in her eyes and leaned up, kissing her open mouthed. He ran his hands down her naked waist and gripped her hips.
Just then Chihaku-san called an end and smiled brightly. "That was HOT! Amazing! I knew I could get something great form the three of you! I don't think I need to toss a single shot! It was almost too good! Now, as I understand it, Sho was another gig immediately after this, so thank you for your time. But Kyoko and Ren are free for the rest of the afternoon, so they can take their dear sweet time. I'm going to go to lunch, there will be boxes left in your respective dressing rooms, so excuse me!"
The photographer turned on his heel and strode from the room, humming loudly. Fuwa glared at Ren and left in a rush to change. Once the two were alone Kyoko buried her face in the man's naked chest.
"I thought you said you wouldn't let it go too far!" The girl cried, raking her nails down Ren's back in a failed attempt at staying sitting up. Her cheek ended up on the leather covered erection on accident and she muffled a yelp as she scrambled away from him.
"I'm sorry! I thought I had better control, but at first, when you went to Fuwa, I couldn't allow that and tried to get your attention! If he hadn't have been there it would have been fine! I'm so sorry, Mogami-san!" Ren basically threw himself to her knees. There was movement on the couch in front of him when he was roughly flipped onto his back.
Kyoko strattled his chest, her legs spread wide and the whip in hand yet again. An evil glint appeared in her eye as she trailed the weapon down his chest. "You liked it." She whispered huskily, stopping the whip on his belly button as she shifted, making her position on his bulge very obvious. Ren breathed heavily and nodded, staring in awe at the seductive girl. She smirked and thrust her hips, moaning low in her throat as Ren sucked in a breath, trying to hide his pleasure. Upon looking back into his kouhai's eyes he realized that this was the character she had created specifically for the shoot.
"Mogami-san! Compose yourself!" He called, leaning up on his elbows. Kyoko looked down at him, herself again, and she gasped as she realized the position that she had put them in.
"I'm so sorry, Tsuruga-san!" She yelled, bowing on his chest. Ren looked at her in shock and laughed. The girl looked up with wide eyes as he kissed her forehead lovingly.
"It's quite alright Mogami-san, you came back to yourself quite easily. Now I must ask you, and be honest, how much was a character and how much was you?"
Kyoko turned red and coughed. "Well, if not for Shotaro, none of it would have been a character, but him touching was too much! At the end, while he was undressing me I thought it was you, so that was me, then I felt him...rubbing me and almost reverted to the character."
Ren nodded his understanding and furrowed his brow. "When Fuwa started that and you went rigid I thought you were breaking character. So, if it were just us two, what would you have done before he did that? Show me?"
The girl blushed even harder and nodded. Moving the man into position and pressing her mouth to his again. She took hold of his chain and continued their French kiss where it was forced to end. She ran her slim fingers down his muscular chest, scraping her nails lightly. Ren sucked in a breath under her mouth as her fingertips dipped under the waistband of his pants and pushed them even lower on his hips than they already were. She then took his large hands and placed one on her hip and the other cupping her breast.
Ren held back a moan as she stroked a finger up his hidden length and he slowly began to massage her breast. He moved his kisses from her mouth to her neck, then her shoulder, where he repaid the series of hickeys, all the while receiving a through-the-pants hand job. He slowly grazed his hand from her hip and lightly touched her between her legs, pausing in his mouth work as he found her absolutely soaked.
"I take it I'm not the only one who enjoyed this?" He asked, raising two wet finger before the girl's flushed face. He chuckled and gasped as she gently squeezed him. He looked down at her hand and smirked, pinning her to the couch and pressing this firm bulge to her moist crotch. She gasped and arched her back, receiving a smirk. There was a loud cough and the couple looked up to see a glowering Fuwa Sho.
Ren sat up and glared back, but stood up all the same, offering the flustered girl a hand, which she gratefully took. She promptly fled to her dressing room. Ren sighed and made his way to his own dressing room, leaving a fuming musician.
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G1: Wow! That is admittedly one of the longest chapters I have ever written! Weel, a second chapter can be expected, hopefully I will elicit some reviews!
Kitti: This is shocking, she is already moving on to work on chapter 2!
G1: O, and I would like to apologize for misspelled Japanese, I am studying Chinese, so spelling off pronunciation isn't exactly possible.
Kitti: Please send love and constructive criticism!