"You're seriously going through with this, Goemon?" Jigen asked, stood in the doorway of Goemon's room, arms folded across his chest. The samurai let out a soft exhale, putting down the bottle of lube and the anal plug Lupin had given him to wear for the auction. Said auction was going to take place in less than thirty minutes, and the nervousness was tangible.
"Of course. I promised Lupin I would and he's already promoted the auction like a madman. I'd be false advertising if I didn't go along with it at this point."
Jigen frowned under the brim of his hat, gripping his arm tighter. "Like I said, you could run. You could run at any point if you don't want this," he assured Goemon, being met with a soft look of both determination and nervousness.
He gestured for Jigen to enter the room, and once he had stepped foot into the room, Goemon glanced to the door. Jigen caught on and closed it just to be sure that was what Goemon was wanting. Satisfied, Goemon patted the edge of the bed, sitting with one knee up, the other draped off the edge of the large bed, giving the gunman a good view of the entire expanse of Goemon's pale figure thanks to the only thing on him being his fundoshi.
"What… what is it?" Jigen asked, heart pounding somewhat as he tried to keep his eyes from trailing Goemon's pale hairless legs up his pale hairless torso and beyond. He could feel the warmth in the air, unsure if it was just the air freshener Lupin had set up in each room to suit each flower respectively.
While Jigen's room smelt like Roses, Goemon's room smelt like cherry blossoms, fitting for the samurai, and the sweet smell had Jigen's head all cloudy in the best possible way. It was almost like an aphrodisiac. Part of him paused to think if it was one, knowing Lupin, but his mind was too preoccupied with the man in front of him.
How could he not be? The man might as well have been carved out of ivory with how smooth and sculpted his lissome figure was, barely even a speck of hair upon him much like his smooth jawline free of the facial hair Jigen had or even Lupin with his sideburns.
Goemon didn't say a word, placing his hand upon Jigen's thigh, hearing a soft noise of surprise elicited from the gunman's lips upon the contact. Jigen could feel the warmth of Goemon's skillful yet delicate hand upon his thigh, feeling it through his suit pants and gulping. The warmth was practically traveling up his thigh as they sat there, making him grip the brim of his hat and tip it down to hide the ever growing pink upon his olive skinned cheeks.
Seeing this, Goemon smiled softly, his heart pounding but his face calm if not somewhat pink in the cheeks. "R-really though, what are you getting at?" Jigen asked again, his voice a bit gruff as he spoke lowly, not even daring to look up at Goemon yet feeling his hand still upon his thigh.
"Daisuke…" Goemon began "... I trust you."
Jigen's chest rose with a sharp inhale, an inward gasp if ever there was one. Sure he could get the hints, but to hear it from Goemon it was surreal. He never thought the samurai would even dream of going along with anything as perverse as being in a Love Hotel, let alone being one of the prostitutes within it.
And yet here they were.
"Are… you sure? Lupin wouldn't be happy if the prize at the auction was taken by-"
"It wouldn't be taken, it would be *given*," Goemon corrected softly, making the warmth spread more across Jigen's cheekbones like fire over an oil slick. The gunman pursed his lips for a moment as if he was in thought, brow furrowed as he began to sweat a little.
He was snapped out of his thoughts by Goemon tilting the brim of his hat up to look at him, surprised by the look of want and reserved calmness within them. "Or… would the rough and powerful gunman want to have the satisfaction of taking something so precious from an innocent samurai?" Goemon teased, making Jigen flustered beyond belief.
"I-I…" Jigen stammered, being silenced by Goemon's finger pressed softly against his lips to silence him. Turning the tables, Jigen smirked and kissed Goemon's finger, hearing the younger man gasp and glancing up to see his pale face warmed right up. "Let's piss Lupin off."
Goemon let out a soft hot breath before nodding and taking off his fundoshi, freeing the half-hard cock within and giving Jigen an eyeful he wouldn't soon forget. Jigen took a moment to realize he should be doing the same, in a mad dash to take off his clothes as fast as his hands would allow him, throwing his suit jacket and tie against the wall, his shirt and shoes and pants joining them soon enough.
All that was left upon his figure was his briefs, and thanks to Goemon's quick fingers, they too were tossed with the rest of Jigen's clothes against the wall. Bared completely, Jigen felt a sense of self-consciousness wash over him that he wouldn't have felt if it weren't for Goemon eyeing him up the way he was.
Putting his hat by the rest of his clothes with a flick of his wrist, Jigen crawled atop Goemon and straddled his lap, feeling the warm softness of the man's skin and having his heart almost skip a beat. Goemon could only gaze up with a mix of want and reserved desperation, placing his hands upon Jigen's slender hips and feeling his warmth firsthand.
"So… you're going to be the one taking me then?" Jigen asked, his hair falling in his face yet being parted in such a way that an eye peered down from between his dark black fringe and looked cloudy with desire and slight nervousness. As nervous as he was, he couldn't back out now, what even was there to back down from? Goemon's gorgeously sculpted body and the chance to take his virginity before any of the people in the auction could? He wouldn't pass that up for all the scotch in the world.
Goemon seemed a bit surprised "I'd assume somebody like you would be the one taking myself but… is this the preferable situation, Daisuke? Me taking you?" he asked breathily, wetting his lips and seeing Jigen's expression soften as he laid eyes upon those soft pink lips glistening in the dim light of the room.
"I… I can take you if you want but… I think I'm better on the receiving end than the giving end, you know?" Jigen said, his voice having a husky breathless quality to it when he was aroused, this being one of those times and Goemon was honestly even more turned on listening to it. He wanted to hear it more, at any cost.
Nodding, Goemon switched their positions and was between Jigen's legs as the gunman lay there peeking through his fringe in awe and arousal. Goemon had to admit that Jigen had a beauty to him that he couldn't deny; olive skin that was just a bit sunkissed and tan, dark hair specked against his chest that trailed down to become a nest of unruly dark pubes, his arms and legs similarly hairy whilst his jawline was thick with facial hair that Goemon was tempted to kiss and nuzzle against.
Bracing himself, Jigen felt his hard-on twitch as Goemon's hand brushed by it, blushing red and hearing that soft melodic laughter. "No need to be so embarrassed Jigen… just lay back and enjoy yourself, my hands are skillful enough and you need not worry," he assured the American gunman laying there breathing heavily at the mere suggestion of Goemon's touch.
Jigen swallowed stiffly, letting out a soft moan as he felt Goemon's soft hands exploring his chest and one upon his thighs, the simple presence there getting him harder. He closed his eyes and held a forearm over them as he would with his hat if it weren't with the rest of his clothes, able to feel Goemon's ministrations upon his body and arching his back as he felt a fingertip brush over one of his nipples.
Almost instantly Goemon switched from Jigen's thigh to his chest, rolling both of the pink nubs between his thumbs and forefingers, tweaking them and watching Jigen arch his back and squirm underneath him. Soft moans and gasps escaped his lips, and soon said lips were captured by Goemon's own, making Jigen's eyes wide before they fluttered shut and he leaned into the samurai's plump lips.
They were unbelievably soft and sweet and he could taste a hint of sake on them, only making Jigen deepen the kiss and softly rutt his hips against Goemon's, feeling the samurai's cock rubbing against his own, glancing between their pressed bodies to see the size difference between them.
Jigen's was definitely thicker and uncut while Goemon's was a tad shorter and cut neatly, the difference between their bodies like night and day, only arousing Jigen more. He blushed as a low, guttural moan escaped his lips and made them pause, Goemon gazing down at the gunman with a look of want that only grew stronger with each passing moment.
"S-shush, stop staring at me like that," Jigen muttered, peeking out from under his forearm and eventually resting it beside his body as he held Goemon's hips.
"How can I resist? You're so cute when you're embarrassed; your face goes bright red and you stammer, it's adorable… and so very sexy."
Jigen bit his lip and went to protest but arched his back and felt pleasure shoot up him as Goemon continued to buck his hips against his own, feeling their dicks rubbing together so perfectly, leaking onto his stomach and feeling so damn horny for the Japanese man straddling him. "Come here," he demanded gruffly, hooking a hand in Goemon's hair and bringing their lips together firmly, kissing him intently and continuing to rutt his hips against Goemon's, feeling himself growing ever closer.
Then he stopped and sat up, Goemon falling to his butt on the bed with a soft grunt of surprise. Jigen was huffing as if he'd ran a marathon, blushing red and sweating a slight bit, his abdomen glistening with a streak of his own pre-cum from the rutting.
"What was that for?" Goemon inquired, breathing heavily as well and looking a bit confused.
Jigen looked up and shamefully glanced away "I… I was… getting close."
Goemon's expression changed to one of surprise, then to one of understanding before a smile emerged on his lips. He gently pressed them to Jigen's, laying him down gently again and reaching over to the bedside tabletop to grab the bottle of lube, pouring a generous amount onto his fingers and some onto Jigen's asshole.
The gunman shivered and bit his lip to avoid cursing at the cold viscous solution between his cheeks. He always hated how lube as so cold at first, but he knew it'd warm right up in no time and would make things a hell of a lot easier upon entry. He knew from experience, plenty of experience in fact.
"H-haa fah… that's cold…" Jigen whimpered softly, running his fingers through his fringe to let some cool air hit his forehead, snaking his tongue between his lips to wet them as they'd dried during all his heavy breathing. Goemon softly nodded and pressed a finger into Jigen, sliding his middle finger deep to his knuckle and watching Jigen arch his back and grip the bedsheets until his knuckles went white.
"Nghhh, fuck… that's just one finger, huh?" he asked, half chuckling at how he was reacting to just a single finger inside of him. Then again, it'd been so long since he last slept with anybody that all these sensations were more than enough to affect him. "Mmhmm, I'll go easy and we'll do this one at a time then… that's how you do it, right?" Goemon inquired, blushing as he glanced briefly to the 'booklet' Lupin had given to him.
It was meant to explain sex to him without him having to experience it firsthand, and he'd picked up a few techniques like finger preparation and the nipple teasing from it.
Jigen nodded, surprised at how somebody so innocent was aware of the sort of techniques Lupin would… use. He rolled his eyes and groaned a bit, knowing Lupin's booklet was on the bedside table and Goemon had read from it, embarrassed Lupin's damn perverted techniques had been passed onto the impressionable samurai.
"Fuck… ah… alright, you can keep going," Jigen said, wincing as he felt another of Goemon's slender fingers enter along with the first one, stretched a bit further as they scissored apart and made him moan and wince in pain at the same time, gripping the sheets and being careful not to tear them… though honestly, even if he had torn them he wouldn't care.
More important matters were at hand.
He could feel the fingers sliding in and out of his tight hole, gasping erotically as he felt them make a gentle clawing motion and brush against his prostate. When he felt his prostate be hit head-on, he let out an ungodly moan and knew his cock had let out a profuse dribble of pre-cum at the pleasure that had rushed through him like a jolt from a live wire.
"O-ohh fuck, hgnh… G-Goemon…" Jigen moaned, gritting his teeth and unwittingly clenching his anal muscles around Goemon's fingers, making the man blush and thrust the fingers in more, adding a third to join the first two, stretching Jigen wider and making him let out a half yelp of pleasure. He knew three fingers would be more than enough to prepare his asshole for Goemon's length.
Watching Jigen writhe in pleasure and a masochistic sense of pain, Goemon felt something stir within him that he'd never felt before, his heart pounding as he thrust the fingers slowly in and out, taking the lube in his spare hand and clicking the lid open, dousing his own cock in the cold fluid and having a similar reaction to Jigen as he felt it slide down his sensitive length and slicked it up and down with a few swift pumps of his hand.
Jigen let out an aroused whimper as he watched Goemon touch himself right then and there, squirming softly against the digits in his ass, feeling them inadvertently press against his prostate as Goemon fidgeted a bit, moaning loudly and feeling his toes curl into the blankets beneath them.
"Ah, sorry!" Goemon apologized, worried he'd been a bit rough with Jigen and they hadn't even begun yet. "Are… you alright? Should I continue?"
Jigen bit his lip and whimpered, looking up at Goemon with hazy lustful eyes, saliva glistening down his chin, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. He nodded firmly "P-please do, f-fuck… ah… I can't handle this any longer, I need *you* inside me…" he moaned beggingly, squirming and almost bucking his hips into the fingers inserted into him so lewdly.
Goemon smirked, a devious twinkle in his eyes as he thrust the fingers in hard and watched Jigen practically spasm underneath him and clutch at the sheets madly, looking like he'd been struck by lightning with how flustered and shocked he looked. "F-fuck… don't tease me like that, Goemon. I-I'll cum and ruin the moment… just put it in."
Goemon nodded, chuckling before biting his lip and removing his fingers, hearing Jigen half-whine but gasp softly as he felt Goemon's cock tip pressed to his prepared asshole. He twitched in anticipation, his mind hazy with lust and his body never having wanted pleasure more than it had at this very moment and with this very samurai above him ready to penetrate him.
"I'll… put it in now. Hm… s-shouldn't I use a condom…" he muttered softly, fishing one out of the bedside table and frantically putting it on himself, it being a perfect snug fit as he resumed his position, pressed in a bit and seeing Jigen suck in a breath and hold it for a few heartbeats.
With a moan and a gripping of the headboard, Goemon pressed his hips forward and felt the head slip inside Jigen in such a swift and easy motion that it left him breathless, mouth agape in a silent moan. Adjusting, he looked down to see Jigen having a similar expression, drooling a bit from the raw pleasure hitting him in small teasing bursts with each of Goemon's movements.
Feeling a need, Goemon pressed in more and felt his lubed up cock slide deeper into Jigen's tight inner passage, being almost sucked in thanks to the tightness combined with the lube. As each inch was pressed into him, Jigen made a mental note of it and gave a shameless moan as he felt Goemon be swallowed up by his hot inner walls.
Goemon's face was contorted in an expression of pure pleasure and bliss, eyes almost rolling back into his skull as he gripped Jigen's ankles and began to thrust into him, slowly at first, more so of a gentle grinding than anything else.
It was more than enough to coax a string of moans from the older man who could feel his whole body all at once and knew that too much pleasure would drive him over the edge faster than he could blink, shivering in pleasure as he was gently thrust into. He half expected his next time to be with a man rough and horny and to be treated like a sex doll but with Goemon… Goemon was gentle and precise and for as inexperienced as he was, he controlled his thrusts and was gentle even with his grip on Jigen's ankles.
"A-ahh, you can… be more rough, Goemon. I can handle it…" the gunman assured him, giving him a half lidded look, making Goemon's belly tighten with a mix of nervousness and desire. "Mm," he nodded, pulling out a bit more and thrusting in, working his hips into a lewd rhythm that had a gentle *clap-clap-clap* of skin against skin audible if you listened.
"Aah~! Ah… ah!" Jigen moaned, voice breathy and eyes squeezed shut, his forearm rested over his forehead to keep his fringe out of his face for once. Each moan was punctuated by a breathy gasp, sucking in a gasp of air each time he moaned and loving every goddamn second that Goemon was fucking him.
It wasn't so much fucking as it was making love, Jigen classing whatever the fuck Lupin did as 'fucking' while whatever gentle loving movements Goemon was making would easily qualify as lovemaking.
"You… ah, you're enjoying this so far Jigen?" Goemon asked softly, his voice so light and melodic that even his moans sounded like sexy music to Jigen's ears. Jigen nodded and began to coordinate his hip-rutting into Goemon's thrusts, meeting him in the middle half the time and making them both moan like pure innocent virgins. Whilst only one of them was a virgin, Jigen might as well have been with how horny he was and how damn pleasurable everything felt.
The last time he'd gotten this horny all it'd taken were three thrusts of a thick middle finger inside him and he cummed inside his suit pants like a horny teenager.
"G-Goemon~!" Jigen moaned, feeling the samurai thrust harder into him and grip his hips for leverage, hunched over with his dark ebony hair in his face like a curtain obstructing Jigen's view of the erotic expression on his face. Goemon peeked up briefly, moaning loudly and biting his lip to stifle it, his lip softly swollen from how much he'd bit it trying to hide his moans. "M-mmh?"
Jigen felt his body tingle as if to tell him it was happening and he couldn't stop it no matter what he did, eyes wide as he realized the time would be coming to an end so soon. "I-I… I don't think I'll last much longer!" he moaned, hooking his arms around Goemon's neck as he was thrust into more roughly.
"M-me neither~!" Goemon moaned in response, his pale body glistening with sweat as did Jigen's body, the two locked in an erotic and carnal dance of hips and tongues wrapped against tongues, kissing the samurai deeply as he felt himself be pounded so roughly by such a cute cock.
He knew he wanted to cum kissing Goemon, wanting to drink up all his moans and tangle his calloused fingers in that beautiful mess of dark hair as it hit them both. The bed practically cried out in protest with squeaks and creaks as Goemon's hips slammed into Jigen's backside, the clap-clap-clap having evolved into a dirty and erotic slap-slap-slap of skin on skin in a desperate race to reach orgasm.
"F-fuck! Come here~!" Jigen moaned, roughly grabbing a fistful of Goemon's hair and crashing their lips together, the two moaning into one another as the thrusts lead them further and further towards the sweet erotic bliss they craved so much.
Thrust, thrust, thrust… slap-slap-slap…
Jigen could barely even comprehend anything anymore, his mind practically melted from the pleasure surging through him. It was getting to be too much for him, moaning and arching his back as he gripped the sheets tightly, letting out a shamelessly loud moan of Goemon's name as he felt himself cum.
It hit him like a freight train, his body tensed as his cock spurted thick ropes of cum against Goemon's stomach and his own, painting their midsections white with his relase. Goemon wasn't far behind, letting out an effeminate gasping moan as he too felt himself cum, pumping the condom full of his hot seed as he shuddered and gripped Jigen's ankles tightly as if letting go would mean he'd float away into the sky.
Once the rush of pleasure faded enough, Goemon pulled out and collapsed atop his lover, resting his head atop that furry chest of his, taking in the sweaty raw scent of cigarettes and scotch. Huffing and being utterly exhausted, Jigen gave a tired laugh and tiredly mashed his lips against Goemon's forehead, an accomplished smile on his lips.
He'd done it; he'd taken Goemon's virginity. It was all his now.
"Now… Goemon~! It's time for- OH FUCK!"
Jigen and Goemon flinched, both men glancing to the door to see it wide open - having forgotten to lock it - with Lupin himself standing there looking stunned and utterly pissed off, just as Jigen had planned. He grinned softly, grabbing hold of Goemon's ass and eliciting a moan from the man who was still very sensitive.
"Guess I got to him first, huh Lupin? Oops. Wonder who you're going to give away at the auction now," Jigen taunted. Goemon, blushing and being more than embarrassed to have Lupin walk in on them just after they'd finished, used the time to remove his condom and tie a knot in the end, tossing it into the bin from where he knelt on the bed, sinking the shot and making Lupin growl lowly.
"Jigen you bastard, I… I already advertised Goemon's virginity being auctioned off! I-I can't… ah, I guess I still could… hm… your ass was untouched, guess we're going with anal virginity then, Goemon. Get the butt plug in and hurry up, ok? The auction starts in five," Lupin said firmly, embarrassed to see the sight he'd walked in upon, almost jealous in a way… but he shook his head, not wanting to be caught staring at the two nude men in such a compromising position. At least… not now, not with people there to see it.
Goemon laughed softly and Jigen did too, leaning up to kiss his lover before getting up off of him with shaky legs like a newborn deer. Sitting up, Jigen let out a exhausted breath and reached for his pants to pull out a pack of his menthol cigarettes, lighting one up and taking a post-sex drag from it.
Seeing Goemon lube up the flared-base butt plug and softly manage to insert it in all by himself, Jigen smirked. "How's it fit?" he asked, remembering the first time he had something up his ass and blushing at the memory.
"It… feels like it's taking up all the room in me, ngh… is that how I felt with you?" Goemon inquired softly, blushing and averting his eyes from the gunman as he adjusted to the feeling of it in his anal passage.
Jigen, not having expected a question like that from Goemon, took a moment to think before shrugging "Well, you took up a lot more than that thing would, that's for sure. You're pretty girthy, I'll give you that. Maybe next time we do something like this I… I…" he stopped himself, shaking his head.
'Next time Jigen? What are you thinking?'
"Next time? I… I'd love for there to be a next time, Jigen. Maybe next time you could give me a taste of being the one on the receiving end, hmm?" Goemon flirted, hearing Lupin call for him down the hall, swallowing nervously. "I'm needed… so… here," he said, giving Jigen a parting kiss on the lips before rushing out the room to go meet up with Lupin.
Jigen, sat there with a cigarette between his lips and cum splattered against his stomach messily, smiled a goofy grin and laughed as he lay against the bed and felt sleepy enough to doze off… but finished his cigarette in no time and got up, the wet wipes in the bedside drawer making quick work of the cumstains on his stomach.
Soon enough he was dressed and donned his hat once more, walking out of the room and thinking he'd miss the scent of cherry blossoms… at least for now.