Upon arrival, Ichigo did not let his guard down the whole time he was with Renji; the beach was desolate and silent, and the sun was already setting. In fact, there were no one in sight earlier, and the silence had set an unsettling feeling in Ichigo.
"So where are we going?" Ichigo asked, forcing Renji to sigh.
"For the last time, Ichigo, we're just walking around, enjoying the scenery." Renji motioned his arm horizontally, making his point.
"We've done that for hours, and my legs hurt." Ichigo started to feel the burning sensation from continuous walking from all the way from feet up to his buttocks, and it was exhausting him. "Can we stop somewhere?
"Do you want me to massage you?" Renji dragged his hand along the back of Ichigo's thigh, causing him to jump.
"No, and don't touch me!" Ichigo spun around and landed a slap onto Renji's face. He watched him caress his reddened cheek before being given a frown, appearing to be heavily affected by the hit.
"Maybe it's best if I took you home, now." Renji turned his back to Ichigo and walked away.
"Yeah, you should." Ichigo demanded as he followed. Walking along the shore for hours only made his legs sore, and the two barely spoke to each other during so.
"I'm sorry, Ichigo - "
"I don't care, just get me home." Ichigo cut off Renji mid-apology and walked past him. "Better yet, I'll go on my own." At this moment, Ichigo didn't care whether he had hurt Renji's feelings or not. The day was wasted on a walk on a beach and he was not pleased.
"Ichigo, wait!" Renji's call went ignored as he watched the younger red-head walk into the sunset.
Ichigo stepped through the door, the temperature of the house slightly giving his body more warmth than the cold night. He realized that the air conditioning had been on all day as well. Making it to the living room, he stopped in his tracks to see a figure laying on the coach. "Dad?"
"Yeah?" It turned out to be Isshin, who rose to his feet, revealing he was wearing nothing at all. Ichigo screamed at the sight, causing Ichigo to raise an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
"Put some clothes on!" Ichigo's demand got him nothing but an eyeroll from Isshin. "I don't want to see your hairy balls dangling around!"
Isshin marched over to Ichigo, his expression making his annoyance about Ichigo's prudish attitude known. "Stop being such a pussy and man up!" He shouted as he gripped the elastic of Ichigo's speedo and tore it from his waist, revealing his son's nether regions. "Lighten up, Ichigo!" He balled the swimsuit in his fist before tossing it to the floor.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Ichigo immediately threw his hands over his crotch, which left him defenseless against the slap that came across his face.
"Teaching you how to be a man! Men aren't ashamed to show their bodies around other men!" Isshin showed no qualms about slapping Ichigo. "From now on, I better not see even a thread of clothing on you!"
"Ha! As if I'm going to listen to you!" Ichigo stormed past Isshin and stomped up the stairs.
"You keep thinking that way, son...I got something for you." Isshin threw his body back onto the couch, stretching up for the television remote to start channel surfing.
Ichigo slammed the bedroom door behind him. "Where does that asshole go off?"
"Did someone say 'asshole'?" Ichigo looked up to see a man lying on his bed. "Because yours is about to be aching in a second." His blond bangs hid his eyes, and he had no shame in showcasing his nude body.
"Kisuke, I'm not in the mood!"
"But I am." Kisuke hopped from the bed before marching towards Ichigo, soon embracing the other male in a hug.
"Gross, you're naked, get off me!" Ichigo felt his member rub against Kisuke's even harder member as he tried to squirm out of the embrace.
"So are you, now hold tight." Kisuke started to spread Ichigo's legs open with his knees while he did the same to his buttocks with his hands. With no warning, he entered the redhead with a powerful and quick thrust and earned himself a pained cry.
Ichigo shot up from the couch, his poor-clothed body glazed in cold sweat. The speedos were still covering his crotch, and his morning wood already pitched a tent. It was early morning, and the sound of running water sent a jolt into his body.
"You're up already?" Isshin appeared from the kitchen, naked as usual. He too, had morning wood, and he didn't seem bothered to show it off. Ichigo didn't hesitate to take the member to his mouth, shoving it down his throat. "Ichigo, get off!" Isshin tried to remove Ichigo's head, but the sensation weakened his grip, and he decided to not bother.
Ichigo kept sucking, bobbing his head up and down. Before he knew it, a moan ranged in his ears as white liquid trickled down the sides of his mouth. He removed Isshin's cock out of his mouth, swallowing the remaining residue. "Good morning." Was all he said.