Chapter 3 - Finally
"Please touch me," Rin repeated. The desperate tone of his voice was beginning to ebb away in favour of frustration. This wasn't just trying to get all the attention on Rin, it was teasing to say the least. He did seem to like teasing a lot. It seemed to pay off for Haru well enough, so Rin played along.
"But I am touching you, Rin-chan," Makoto retorted. Haru had a similar look in his eyes to his own. He wanted to see how far their red haired friend could go before bursting. They both wanted to test his limits and bring him back from them, only to bring them back and cross that comfort line.
"Oh for the love of god, Makoto, please touch my cock," Rin said quickly. He wanted his reward for being obedient as quick as possible without much more fuss. He knew that wasn't terribly likely, but it was at least worth something of a shot. "I need it so badly."
Makoto looked at Haru again and back at Rin. He was shocked and they all could tell. It had taken Haru a lot more teasing to melt like butter for Makoto to mould into the obedient yet still challenging lover that he was now. He quickly moved his hand down into Rin's pants, cupping his now fully erect dick through the fabric of his underwear. The sound he made seemed inhuman, but Makoto engulfed himself in every little squeak and squeal that Rin made as a sort of trade mark.
"Is the teasing over already?" Haru asked, feigning disappointment. He knew that would get Makoto going even more, and ensure that he was to receive some attention soon enough. It wasn't quite like jealousy in Haru's mind, only make sure that the other two knew that he was still in the room.
"He's already shown he's going to be good and begged," Makoto answered. So, it wasn't necessarily going to get him going as much as it usually did. Makoto looked back up at Haru and winked. Or perhaps it did, only just for himself. The brunet turned his attention back to Rin and concentrated on what he was doing. He halted with the teasing at least for the moment and disposed with Rin's pants and underwear.
"You too," Rin said between breaths ragged from arousal and anticipation. He would have been reaching for the edge of Makoto's shirt, or the waistline of his pants, but Haru had made his hands of little use. Makoto got the message enough, though, and took his shirt off, nodding for Haru to do the same. At least it was summer right now.
Makoto went back to Rin, kneeling on the edge of the bed. Rin finally realised why Makoto had been so insistent upon him staying on the lower side of the sheets. He gasped slightly at the hot breath being exhaled onto his crotch, only making him just that bit harder. He didn't even think that was possible at this point. The brunet began to gently stroke Rin's erection, taking for memory each little movement or slight slip of his hand that would make him gasp or cry out louder.
Without so much as a warning, Makoto moved his tongue to Rin's tip, moving around it like a sweet. Rin's hand went to Makoto's hair and gripped tightly. All the teasing had gotten to him so badly he was nearly on edge. The taller man engulfed the head of Rin's throbbing member in his lips and gave it a quick suck, testing to see how long he would last with it. Apparently it wasn't all that long, since he was met with a cry of his name and quicker, shallower breathing. Rin didn't come, only felt as if he were going to any second now. Makoto loved playing with Haru when he was on edge like this. He often was after a marathon training session in the pool.
"Haru," Makoto said. To Rin it sounded like a request. He knew why as soon as he saw the small bottle of lube be handed to Makoto by Haru who, at that point, wasn't getting all that much attention. The brunet licked the underside of RIn's cock in one long go before gripping his thighs. Rin caught on quickly that whenever he did something along those lines, the logistics of the scenario were going to be changed.
He was proven right. Makoto took strong hold of Rin and flipped him over on his stomach. The red head used his elbows to prop himself up slightly, since his arms could now be used for something at least. He could finally see Haru in all his aroused delight. Somewhere deep down psychologically Rin was extremely pleased with himself that he'd caused some part of that arousal. He barely made a sound when Makoto flipped him, instead just getting his bearings again.
Rin heard the bottle cap open and felt hot breath near his lower back. He looked up at Haru and was struck with the thought that this was more or less how his fantasy had played out. He seriously hoped that it would go in a similar direction, too. He needed this, and badly. Makoto toying with him for the past few minutes had seemed like an eternity of waiting for the inevitable as well.
"Just relax," Haru said reassuringly just before Rin felt something wet press against his entrance. He tried to breathe at a normal pace and keep in mind that this was Makoto. Sweet, gentle, apparently a demon in the sack, Makoto. His breath hitched when Makoto's finger had reached all the way up to his knuckle. Haru looked down at him with concern, before leaning down and kissing him passionately.
It seemed to work well enough as a distraction as Makoto began to move his digit out of the red haired man, only to push it back in again at a slow pace. Discomfort was very soon gone for Rin, the feeling becoming pleasurable quite quickly. Maybe it was the fact that Haru was kissing him so deeply and Makoto was looking for anything that would make him feel the level of arousal that he needed.
"Makoto," Rin managed to say between his lips locking with Haru's. Makoto paused in his movements, actually about to slick up a second finger to get Rin better prepared. "Please stop teasing me. I'm about to break, so please just get on with it."
"As you wish," Makoto responded as he pushed another finger into Rin's entrance, turning his digits and looking for the spot that he knew Rin would love just as much as Haru would.
The brunet found it pretty quickly, pressing the tips of his fingers upwards into the red head. Rin shrieked with pleasure, getting close to biting Haru with his shark-like teeth. He felt like he was going to be pushed over the edge finally, until Makoto withdrew his fingers. "W-What the hell did you that for? I was so close."
"You told me to hurry up, didn't you? Well…" Makoto trained off as he stood up and took the remains of his clothes off. Haru followed suit, eventually blushing a bit at the fact that his erection was just sitting in front of Rin. Makoto slapped Rin on the behind as a signal to move up the bed a bit.
He caught on, feeling the dip in the much taller man's weight on the bed. He was much closer to Haru like this, and he didn't mind it at all. Rin initiated another deep kiss to get the momentum going again and gently palmed the other's cock. Haru let out a sound of relief, having received the first bit of attention since they'd gotten there.
Rin felt Makoto's member press against his entrance gently. He was clearly waiting for the okay, even though he'd been told to hurry up. He saw Rin nod gently and pushed in, listening for any signs of pain or the changing of Rin's mind. Without so much as an ouch Makoto slid in to the hilt, feeling the heat around him. Rin was shaking, but not with discomfort. His muscles were spasming and before Makoto knew it, his entrance had gripped him tightly.
Makoto winced and looked at Haru to check what was going on. Haru halted the kiss and looked at Rin whose facial expression was close to ecstasy. He looked at the sheets to see that Rin had come already, with the sheer presence of Makoto inside him. He eventually loosened up and calmed down enough for him to see clearly again and regain his sense of touch.
"You okay there?" Haru asked Rin, concerned not for how quickly he came, but for how much it had affected him. He could only nod in response. Makoto slowly pushed out of him, leaving just the tip inside of him. Rin still shook from the contact and pleasure he was feeling. He barely had any discomfort, given the distraction right in front of him.
"Pull him up," Makoto commanded to Haru. The dark haired man led Rin up with a kiss, gently making his body upright. When he broke the kiss, Rin realised that Makoto was directly behind him. He leant back, enjoying the support that he so definitely would need. His legs had given out a while ago.
Makoto pushed his cock deep inside of Rin, feeling the red head jolt at the feeling. He kept his pace slow and steady, wanting Rin to get used to the touch before they got seriously into it. Before long he found that Rin was pushing back onto him, trying to get him to go deeper and faster. He took that as a sign that he was used to it and signaled something to Haru.
Haru adjusted himself in front of Rin, their dicks rubbing lightly together. Rin could barely take it anymore, he was already aroused again. There was something so carnal about it, something so slightly wrong. But, he didn't want it to end. He was enjoying it far, far too much. Haru wrapped his hand around both of their members and began to stroke. Rin knew he couldn't last much longer at this rate, despite the fact that he'd just come. There was a lot that had built up and was in need of literal release.
Makoto kept changing the angle of his thrusts, trying to find that spot that he could manipulate easily again. He was beginning to lose his own focus, the heat of Rin's arse wrapping so tightly around him. He barely had any control left to hold himself back from making him unable to walk for the next few days when he found it. He felt the clinch around him that let him know instantly that he had. The sight in front of him of Haru completely enveloped in his own lust and desire was getting to him too, and he knew he wouldn't be able to cope much longer.
"M-Mako...to," Rin drew out of his own breath. He was so far gone in his own pleasure he had practically forgotten where he was or what day it was. "I-I'm go-going to…" He trailed off again Makoto knew that was his cue to stop holding back.
The brunet pounded again and again into Rin, hitting his prostate nearly each time. He could feel RIn getting tighter around him and he could see that Haru was losing his rhythmic strokes as well. With two more thrusts Rin came in short bursts of pleasure. The sound he made was inhuman, and something that he would try his best to keep to himself from now on.
Makoto was on edge, and with the tightness that Rin had when he came was finally thrown over it entirely. He thrust as deep as he could go and shot his load inside of Rin. He hoped that he wouldn't be upset about it, but that was a conversation for later on. For Haru, he took another few strokes and shot his load across both his and Rin's stomachs.
They each collapsed on part of the bed, not caring where limbs were tossed and forgotten. It felt as if they were weightless, and yet their sense of touch was off the scale. It broke the scale. There was no scale anymore. They came down from their natural high and began to hear each other's breathing again. It was quiet, but not too quiet. It seemed to Rin that it was just the right level of sound after something like that. Barely any.
"What day is it again?" Rin asked, breaking the tension significantly. It was a nice tension, but still a tension all the same.
"Friday," Makoto responded. He was by far the most collected and had recovered the most in the short amount of time they'd spent laying together on Haru's bed.
"So, do you guys usually spend a weekend together?" Rin continued. Haru and Makoto both clued in quickly to what he was getting at.
"Yeah, we usually do," Makoto said, his innocent tone somehow back while he was still naked. That must be an art form or something.
"Why? You already want to go another round or something?" Haru asked. He was always the more abrupt one, when he did talk to people, which wasn't often.
"Something like that," Rin finally commented, sitting up and looking around the floor to find his clothes. He'd even forgotten where he put his underwear.
"Haru, do you want me to take the couch?" Makoto offered. Now that they thought about it, they weren't really going to be able to fit three people in the same bed overnight. Their creativity seemed to somewhat end at sex, apparently.
Haru shook his head. "No we can probably all fit. Just have to squish up is all."
"How about a bath?" Rin heard his stomach nagging at him. "And dinner. Definitely dinner."
Makoto nodded and made sure he could get to the bathroom okay. He didn't envy being weak at the knees after an experience like that. Sure, he could envy the amount of pleasure that both Rin and Haru seemed to feel while not being the pitcher, but he didn't envy finding bruises and bite marks the morning afterwards. That was most likely his doing, of course.
"I'll get some mackerel on," Haru called from the bedroom as they both walked. Clothes would have to wait a little while.