Story 7

Byakuya and Renji and Ichigo

Ichigo had been feeling strange for some time now. He was always happy to see any of his friends from Soul Society, especially Rukia and Renji, but lately it seemed he was more interested in seeing one person than anyone else. Even Rukia. To his own confusion, it was Renji. And though Ichigo was not the type to pursue someone's company, preferring to let others take the lead, he started thinking about taking a trip to Soul Society for fun. Of course, he told himself that this was to see everyone. In reality, he was only thinking about one person.

So he changed to shinigami form, got Urahara to open the Senkaimon for him, and took a quick jog into Soul Society. Everything seemed exactly the same as the last time he had been here. The first person he met there happened to be Kira, as he was walking down the street. The two had never been very close, but he greeted him in a friendly way.

"Hey, Kira," he said.

Kira blinked. "Oh, Kurosaki-san. I didn't know you'd be in Soul Society today."

Ichigo shrugged. "I had some free time, so I came to hang out. It's been a while after all."

Kira smiled. "That it has. I was about to get lunch. Would you like to come?"

"I ate recently, but I'll come with you."

They sat down to lunch at a donburi restaurant, where Kira had katsudon. They made small talk as he ate, and Ichigo eventually brought up how Renji was doing.

Kira made an interesting expression. Then he chuckled a little. "Very well, I would say. It seems he's in love." The bottom dropped in Ichigo's stomach. "Not that everyone doesn't know, but keep it under your hat. They're keeping it a secret, or at least they think they are."

Ichigo was too stunned to respond for a few moments, but eventually he managed, "Who?"

Kira glanced away, some of his mirth fading. "That, I don't think I should say. As I said, they're keeping it a secret."

Ichigo's gaze lowered to the table. He felt like an idiot. If he'd known that, he wouldn't have come, he thought to himself. Also, he was discovering how silly it felt to not realize you cared about someone until you couldn't have them. He'd always hated that kind of reverse psychology, and now he was a victim of it. He sat wallowing in misery for a few moments.

Kira glanced up at him. "Why do you ask about Renji? Did you need to see him for something?"

Ichigo mumbled, "No…I don't, really…"

"Well he'll be in his quarters now. The 6th division just finished a training exercise, and he always showers after. Do you know how to get there?"

Ichigo blinked. He felt conflicted. He wanted to see Renji, he couldn't deny that. Knowing he was taken didn't change how he felt. He also felt that he wanted to make sure of what this feeling was; that way he would know what to do about it. On the other hand, if he saw Renji now he might make himself look like an idiot. Eventually, he decided it was probably worth the risk.

"No, thanks Kira-san, I think I can get there. I'm going to head over now, then," he said, rising.

Kira nodded. "Good to see you."

"You too."

The 6th division barracks were indeed where Ichigo remembered them to be. He had to ask around to find out which room was Renji's. But eventually he found it, and tried to calm his rapidly beating heard as he knocked.

There was some rustling, and then a steamy Renji opened the door. "Wow! What are you doing here, Ichigo?"

Ichigo swallowed hard. Renji was shirtless, his wet hair cast over one shoulder and dripping onto his bronzed skin. He only wore a short towel down below. Renji must have noticed him staring.

"Oh, sorry, I just got out of the shower. Do you want to come in, or wait for me to get dressed out here?"

Now, he was fixed with a bit of a moral dilemma. Good Ichigo said that he should wait outside, because it was not only respectful, and avoiding an opportunity to betray Renji's trust, but it also avoided a possible pouncing scenario. Devilish Ichigo was not really saying much of anything, just watching a water droplet travel down Renji's chest.

Eventually, Ichigo coughed and said, "Um, yeah, I'll come in. I had something that I wanted to talk to you privately about, anyway."

"Oh yeah? All right then, come in."

Ichigo hesitantly followed Renji inside, trying not to watch Renji's naked leg muscles flexing and shifting as he moved.

"Sorry it's so small," Renji said, going around the corner into the bathroom to get dressed.

Ichigo sighed with relief and just a hint of disappointment, and sat down onto the bed. "It's fine."

"What did you want to talk about?"

"Umm…" Ichigo mumbled, since this was a bit of an awkward set up in which to broach the subject. "Well, I've been having some feelings…"

"Okay…"

"That I wanted to talk to you about…"

"Right…"

Ichigo sighed angrily. "Will you just get dressed already?!"

Renji scoffed, but a few moments later he came out, tightening his obi, his hair still loose about his shoulders but otherwise he was fully dressed. "I'm dressed. Now what?"

Ichigo cast his eyes away for a moment. "Sit down," he said softly, indicating the space beside him on the bed.

Renji looked a bit suspicious, but he complied. He seemed to sense Ichigo's seriousness, and his tone was softer when he next spoke. "Is something wrong?"

Ichigo cast his gaze away, feeling his cheeks grow slightly warm. "Renji…" he murmured. He was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Kira says you're in love."

Renji was surprisingly silent. Ichigo glanced up at him to see Renji's entire face go bright red. "Wh-wh-…what's that about?" he said in about the most unconvincing voice Ichigo had ever heard. "Love? Pshaw. That's not me. Kira said that?" Renji laughed awkwardly. Then under his breath he added, "Bastard, I'll get him back for this."

Ichigo felt despair sink into his chest. "It's true, right?" he murmured.

Renji grew quiet. He looked away with a blush. "Yeah," he admitted.

"Does she love you back?"

Renji made a slightly awkward face and then said, "Um, yeah, I think so."

"I see." Ichigo was quiet for a while, and he could feel Renji's concerned gaze on him. At length he relented. "Renji…I've been having these feelings lately. I think I know what they are, but I'm not sure. If they're not, fine, we can forget the whole thing. If they are…well, I already know your answer, so that makes things easier at least…"

Renji frowned with confusion. "What are you talking about?"

Ichigo closed his eyes briefly, steeling up his courage. Finally he said, "Renji. I'll only ask this once…can I kiss you?"

Ichigo looked up to meet Renji's shocked gaze. Renji seemed at a loss for words. A slight blush rose to his cheeks as he met Ichigo's eyes. "Umm…" he murmured.

Ichigo realized that he would not get another chance; he could see the love in Renji's eyes and it was not for him. So he gently took Renji's cheek in his hand. He drew his face closer, and despite a look of panic, Renji did not fight him. Their lips were a mere breath apart.

BAM.

Renji's door burst open, nearly flying off its hinges. Both men leapt in surprise to stare at the person who'd done it. Ichigo's eyebrows raised. It was Byakuya.

Byakuya stood in the doorway long enough for Ichigo to think about greeting him. He opened his mouth to do so, when Byakuya effortlessly slammed the door shut behind him with one finger. It took him three strides to cross the room to Ichigo and Renji, and with one hand he grabbed Ichigo by the neck. Then he slammed him against the wall, holding him a clear foot above the ground like it was nothing.

Ichigo gasped and struggled. "Byakuya…" he rasped. "What's with you…? Calm down…!"

"Taichou!" Renji cried, grabbing onto Byakuya's arm. "It's my fault, Taichou, I should have said 'no' sooner."

Byakuya's expression was cold as ever, but his fingers tightened ever so slightly around Ichigo's neck. Ichigo gasped for breath. "Byakuya…" he choked. "…can't breathe…it hurts…"

"I know well that Renji wasn't at fault here," said Byakuya, with a voice that could freeze molten steel. "What I want to know is what you think you were doing, Kurosaki Ichigo."

Renji sighed. "He's just confused, Taichou. Let him down and we can talk."

Byakuya's eyes narrowed slightly. "I have nothing to say. I thought Kurosaki Ichigo would want to make his case at least, on the off chance that I might not cut him into tiny pieces."

Ichigo's vision was going dark. "Byakuya…I can't…I'm…passing out…"

"Just as well," Byakuya muttered, and then out went the lights.

When Ichigo woke, his arms and his chest both felt restricted. He moaned and shifted, blinking into consciousness. He could not believe the sight that met his eyes. A few feet away on Renji's bed, Byakuya lay naked, his back propped against the wall. The truly shocking part was who and what lay in front of him.

Renji, his long red locks now and then obscuring his face from view, was bent over Byakuya's cock, making sweet moans and sucking him lasciviously. At Renji's other end, Byakuya was contentedly thrusting his fingers in and out of Renji's willing asshole. Both men looked to be in a world of their own. Then Byakuya's cold gaze flicked his way.

"It seems our guest is awake," Byakuya said, darkly.

Renji gasped. He let go of Byakuya's cock and gazed helplessly at Ichigo. "Ichigo," he murmured, in the sweetest, sexiest voice Ichigo had ever heard from him. "I'm sorry, Taichou just…"

"Just doesn't like it when people touch his things," Byakuya interjected.

Ichigo stared in disbelief. "Byakuya…what's wrong with you…?" he murmured.

Byakuya's gaze grew colder. He rose from the bed, and easily picked up Ichigo and carried him back to Renji with him. It was then that Ichigo realized that his arms were tightly wrapped against his torso with what seemed to be his own obi. Other than that, he was naked and relatively helpless. He couldn't imagine what Byakuya planned to do, but he could tell it wasn't good.

Byakuya set him down on the bed, kneeling in front of Renji, facing Byakuya as he sat back down. "You've never had anything up your ass, have you Kurosaki?" Byakuya asked him.

Ichigo's eyes widened. "Have I…what?" he whispered.

At that moment, he felt something hot and wet touch his asshole. He jumped, whirling around to see Renji, blushing wildly with a seductive look in his eyes, licking Ichigo's asshole. Ichigo began to twitch and moan in spite of himself, and his dick started responding too to this weird stimulation.

"Renji's doing you a favor," Byakuya muttered. "Since he can't give you that kiss you wanted. But you're lucky, because you get to kiss this instead."

At that moment, Byakuya stroked his energetic cock for Ichigo to see. Ichigo felt trepidation as he watched. Then, without using as much force as he expected, Byakuya drew his face down and was able to force Ichigo's mouth around his cock. Ichigo moaned in confusion. Why were they doing this? It couldn't be…the one Renji loved was Byakuya?!

Suddenly, Ichigo gasped as Renji's tongue invaded him inside. His body was starting to grow hot. He didn't know why this strange stimulation was having such an effect on him, but he was losing the will to fight. Even sucking Byakuya's cock, which should have disgusted him, especially after realizing his relationship to Renji, was somehow thrilling.

Byakuya scoffed lightly. "Not that I'm surprised, but you're not very good at this."

Ichigo became irate at that, and he lifted his head to say, "I haven't had much practice, unlike some people!"

One of Byakuya's eyebrows raised minimally. "You're admitting my skills are better than yours?" Ichigo thought he saw traces of a smirk. "And you expected to satisfy Renji like that?"

Ichigo grew bright red. Without really knowing what he was doing, he lowered his head back onto Byakuya's cock. It was such a weird sensation, but part of him was starting to enjoy it. He started moving his tongue while bobbing his head up and down. He heard Byakuya make a noise of interest, but he showed no signs of pleasure. Ichigo felt thoroughly embarrassed. He did not want to be inferior to Byakuya, especially in this situation.

He intensified his efforts, trying to recall what felt good for him. He squeezed his lips tightly around the head, licking the frenulum as he did so. This elicited a sweet sigh from Byakuya. Ichigo glanced up. He'd never really considered Byakuya as being sexually attractive. But, he had to admit, it would be hard not to be turned on by this proud man.

Behind him, Renji changed from his tongue to his fingers. Ichigo began to become lost in the sensation. Why did it feel so good? Was it just because it was Renji? And yet somehow, even the inside of his mouth as he sucked off the proud captain was becoming highly sensitive and flipping his switch.

At length, he heard Renji breathing hard. "He's ready, Taichou. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ichigo looked between them, feeling a note of panic in what they said.

Byakuya looked at Renji for a long time. "I don't want him. I want him to know his place." To Ichigo's amazement, Byakuya blushed a little. "I don't want anyone else to touch you."

"Taichou…" Renji murmured, softly. Then, slowly, he bent to lay his body over Ichigo's and speak in his ear. "Sorry, Ichigo. Just bear with it for a while."

Ichigo tried to turn around to stare at him, but at that moment something huge and hot penetrated his insides. He cried out. Renji panted above him, savoring the sensation of invading Ichigo's tight hotness. Ichigo's lips moved in a silent cry, but he was unable to speak. It did hurt, but it also felt so good. Renji was inside of him. Yes, in Ichigo's fantasy, he had been the one on top. But having Renji inside him filled his heart with a strange happiness and lust. Ichigo shivered and moaned.

Byakuya looked down at him coldly. "Don't forget what you're doing," he admonished, and shoved Ichigo's head back on his dick.

Ichigo moaned, feeling Byakuya's cock shoved all the way to the back of his throat. His eyes fluttered. Why did this feel so good? Then, while holding Ichigo's head against his hips, Byakuya rose to a kneeling position opposite Renji, so they each could use Ichigo. Byakuya was silent for a moment, and some small panting escaped him. Then, though Ichigo could not see, he could tell that Byakuya leaned forward and trapped Renji's lips in a kiss.

Ichigo's eyes widened and he started moaning again. Both of their cocks were reacting to the kiss. It was all making Ichigo go a bit strange. Then their lips parted. Renji's hands massaged Ichigo's ass and thighs. Byakuya buried his hands in Ichigo's hair. And they both began to fuck him mercilessly.

"Mm..mggh…ghm" Ichigo gurgled, his throat completely full. But somehow he was not gagging. He let Byakuya fuck his throat while he himself was getting a strange thrill out of it.

Renji began to make small moans as he buried himself deeper inside Ichigo. Then Ichigo jumped, when Renji's cock brushed against something inside him. His cock hardened painfully. Ichigo moaned and his eyes rolled back. He remembered enough about sex ed. to know that what he just felt was related to his prostate. He'd never had it stimulated before, so it was a foreign but also irresistible feeling. He felt his hips trembling and helplessly thrusting up to meet Renji's.

Byakuya scoffed. Then he pulled Ichigo's head off his cock, watching his dazed expression with interest. "That's enough preparation."

Renji stopped thrusting, panting heavily. "Yes…"

Ichigo panted, trying to regain some composure. At that moment, Renji slipped out of him. He tried to pretend he was not disappointed by this. But then Renji flipped him over onto his back, and promptly filled him up again.

"Ahhh!" Ichigo cried, savoring the intense sensation.

Renji panted as well, and slowly began to move again. Then Ichigo noticed Byakuya's arms wrap around Renji from behind. Renji stopped thrusting and moaned, leaning back against his captain's chest. Byakuya kissed Renji's neck contentedly. Then his right hand disappeared for a while. Once Ichigo realized what he was doing, it had already happened.

Renji's eyes widened. Sound seemed to be unable to get out of him, then finally he let force a husky cry, his hands falling on either side of Ichigo, offering up his ass to his captain. Ichigo stared. Renji's cock was not only twitching, but quite clearly growing harder inside him. He panted, gripping the sheets he could reach with his hands tied.

"You two are awfully weak to pleasure, aren't you?" Byakuya murmured, although his cheeks were hot. "Go ahead and enjoy this then."

He withdrew briefly, then slammed his hips against Renji's ass. Renji not only exploded with a sexy cry, but Ichigo felt the reverberation all the way inside him. Ichigo's mouth fell open. It was getting to be too much.

But Byakuya shoved himself inside them again. It was like he was fucking them both at the same time. Ichigo's cheeks were bright red, and even though the pleasure was so intense it was almost unpleasant , he wanted more. He wanted them both to come inside him.

However the one most out of control now was Renji. His whole body was shuddering and his hips meekly shaking. His eyes were glazed over and a slim trail of drool formed at the corner of his mouth.

Eventually he managed, "T-…Tai…chou…"

Byakuya saw this reaction and blushed. "Prepare yourself, Renji," he murmured. "This is a punishment and a reward. Accept it gratefully."

Byakuya slammed their hips together, deeply fucking Ichigo and Renji. The other two cried out loudly, grasping onto one another. Ichigo couldn't help himself, and kissed Renji's neck. Renji moaned, and then gazed down at him as he drew away.

"Renji…" Ichigo murmured, with pleading eyes.

Renji's lips parted, and he swallowed and leaned down, lips coming closer to Ichigo's.

Byakuya's face became apocalyptic. Before this could happen, he grabbed Renji by the head, his hand completely covering Renji's mouth. "You want it to be more punishment than pleasure?" he whispered to him.

Renji gazed back at him, helplessly. "Taichou…" he whined. "I want a kiss so bad…"

Byakuya's eyes narrowed for a moment. Eventually he sighed. "There's no pleasing you," he said, and promptly shoved his tongue down his lover's throat.

Ichigo was trembling. Every time Byakuya turned Renji on or vice versa, the effects radiated through Ichigo's body. He felt like he was going to lose it. After thoroughly kissing Renji, Byakuya picked up the pace again, and this time he left them no room to ponder about what they were doing or what they should be doing. All they could do was be swept away by the tide of Byakuya's passion.

Ichigo began to cry out loudly. "Renji…Byakuya…" he moaned. "It's so good…don't stop…"

True to his request, they continued pounding him for at least another five minutes. At that point, Renji's resolve gave out.

"Aaah!" he cried, throwing his head back.

Ichigo's eyes widened. His belly filled with warmth. Was it true? Had Renji just come inside him? Renji's head was still thrown back, and he was desperately twitching, riding out what must have been a massive orgasm. Then Byakuya's arms crept around him. He held him tightly and kissed his neck.

"You can choose now: how to make Kurosaki cum?"

Renji blushed deeply, slowly returning to the world of sanity. Then he murmured softly, "I'll…suck him…"

Byakuya looked none too happy about this, but he nodded. With trembling hands, Renji bent down, picked up Ichigo by the shoulders and shifted his body up toward the head of the bed a few feet, sliding his own cock out of him at the same time. Ichigo sighed in a mix of pleasure and frustration, wanting a release. Then, to Ichigo's amazement, Renji began to stroke his cock. His tongue touched the tip.

Ichigo's whole body twitched. No one, not even himself, had touched his dick this whole time. He was desperate. Then, Byakuya took the opportunity to shove himself deep into Renji. Renji cried out, his voice reverberating down Ichigo's cock and caused him to throw back his head and moan. Then Renji wrapped his whole mouth tightly around Ichigo and began to suck him off passionately.

Byakuya's eyes narrowed as he watched this. Then he began to pound Renji's ass with all his strength. Renji was drooling and moaning, looking like he wanted to cum again already. Ichigo couldn't help his hips from thrusting up inside Renji's mouth, reaching all the way to the back of his throat.

"Renji…!" Ichigo moaned, wishing desperately that his hands were free so he could weave them in Renji's beautiful hair.

Byakuya had started panting. Then he too murmured, "Renji…"

Both men fucked Renji for only a few moments before Ichigo, and seconds later Byakuya, thrust in deeply and came hard. Renji coughed, twitching as he was filled up with cum. Gradually, he rose a little to let Ichigo's cock slip out of his mouth. From Renji's open mouth, a trail of saliva and cum flowed over Ichigo's still-hard cock, making him gasp.

Byakuya held tight to Renji for a long time after he came. It was then that Ichigo noticed the tortured expression on his face. "Byakuya…" Ichigo murmured.

Byakuya's gaze flicked up to his, deftly hiding most of his turmoil. "Not even you, Kurosaki Ichigo. I won't let anyone take him. Not even you."

Ichigo's heart panged. No, he would not have guessed that Byakuya loved Renji this much. After a few minutes to let their sex drives cool down, the three men started to get dressed again. Renji untied Ichigo.

Then Renji said to him, "I'm sorry, Ichigo." He glanced at Byakuya to make sure he wasn't listening, then whispered, "It was a close one though." He winked.

Ichigo felt his broken heart lifted a little bit, and smiled. He turned to Byakuya, who was already fitting on his white scarf. "All right, Byakuya, I won't take him," Ichigo said, smiling. "But what if I borrow him now and then?"

Byakuya's face at that moment was scary enough to kill small animals. "Fine. Mind if I borrow some of your limbs and organs to feed to Senbonzakura?"

Ichigo balked, smiling awkwardly. He had been joking, but he wasn't sure if Byakuya was. Ichigo got ready to leave, in defeat. He was about to leave Renji's room when he paused in the doorway.

"Okay," he said with a smirk. "I'll give up. But can you do me one favor?"

"What?" Renji asked. On the other side of the room, Byakuya raised a wary glance Ichigo's way.

Suddenly, Ichigo used his shunpo to grab Renji's face and kiss him hard. He let go and grinned at him. "Later."

And then he was off and running, only grateful that Byakuya had set his sword down at the time, so he had a bit of a head start.