Warning: MORE SMUT! Oops. I promise, they all have some story value in them (to show the progress of the relationship, hidden desires etc). I try not to write PWPs.
I promise I'll stay off the sex scenes for the next couple of chapters (hahahaha).
"So," Hayato started the conversation as they ate in a private dining room. Just because Ren felt better than he did yesterday didn't mean that he was in a hurry to be accosted by random strangers, so private dining it was. "What's all this business about blushing?"
"Ren can't blush." Yamato said matter-of-factly.
Ren chuckled. "You make it sound like I have a disease. I assure you that I can blush. Quite convincingly, if I might add."
"Okay. You cannot make Ren blush if he does not want to." Yamato amended. "And when he does want to, he can fake a blush at the most innocuous things."
Hayato's interest was piqued. "Really?" He asked curiously.
Yamato's eyes glinted mischievously. "Well, I challenge you to make Ren blush. If you win…" He trailed off, trying to come up with a suitable prize.
"If I win, Ren has to file his tax return himself." Hayato suggested cunningly. "His bloody impossible, illegal-money ridden tax return."
Ren smirked. "Very well. Give me your best shot."
"No holds barred?"
"Nope."
"Okay. Umm. Describe your most embarrassing experience."
"I was caught by my sister with a vibrating dildo up my ass." Ren said with a straight face, popping a gnocchi into his mouth.
Both Hayato and Yamato blushed slightly at the mental image of their very recent dominant in that position.
"Who's the weirdest person you've ever had a crush on?" Hayato tried again.
"I had a crush on my evidence law lecturer in university. He was at least fifty years old and as bald as an eagle. I still don't know what happened to my brain at that time." Ren shrugged nonchalantly.
"I heard you shared a room with Ryu in university. Have you ever had naughty thoughts about him?"
Ren raised an eyebrow. "Not consciously. I had a wet dream once though."
"Describe the dream." Hayato said immediately.
Ren had a feeling that the last question was asked out of perversion rather than as part of the challenge, but he acquiesced anyway. "I dreamt that I was charged with first-degree murder, and Ryu was my defence lawyer. The judge was Yankumi – yes I know how ironic that sounds but it was a dream so don't ask me why – and she told me that I will be acquitted if I had sex with my lawyer in front of her. I declined, because I didn't want to use Ryu to achieve my own selfish ends. Surprisingly, the shy and quiet Ryu came up to me and told me that he would do anything to make sure that justice is served. And right in front of the entire courtroom, he climbed into my lap and started to kiss me passionately, tongue and all. Then he reached under my prison shirt and started to tweak my nipples teasingly. I moaned and leaned into his touch, desperate to touch him; but couldn't move because my hands were still in handcuffs. He grinded his ass on my crotch, and I felt myself growing inexplicably hard for him; despite my earlier protests. Suddenly my clothes vanished and I was lying naked on my back; except for the handcuffs around my ankles and wrists." Ren paused, noting the lack of cutlery noises from his two lunch companions. They had stopped eating and were staring wide-eyed at him; both mirroring similar tents in their trousers.
Ren chuckled slightly, deliberately eating another gnocchi as slowly as he could just to prolong their suffering. He had to admit that Ryu was good-looking; but really, both of them were turned on just from that?
He continued after a while. "Where was I? Oh yeah, naked and handcuffed. So I couldn't move right? The next thing I know, his thin lips were spread around my cock, swallowing me whole in his mouth." Hayato let loose an involuntary gasp. Ren smirked even more. He was embellishing the story, of course. There was no way he could have remembered such tiny details. He wondered if Ryu would ever forgive him if he ever found out about this.
"Well, as you know, his mouth is pretty small; so you can just imagine the tightness of it, especially with his teeth tucked behind his lips. I almost came just from the first suck. But he stopped me from cumming by tugging on the base of my cock. 'You have to last long enough to fuck me, Ren.' He whispered in my ear conspiratorially. I have left my coherence far behind at that point, so I just nodded meekly. My freedom was hanging on my ability to control myself, after all. Then he said, 'I probably should stop tempting you, Ren, but you taste so good. I can't seem to help myself from sucking your cock.' And so the sweet torture went on and on for me. I had to resort to reciting the multiplication table in my head just to stop myself from shooting cum down that tiny throat of his." Hayato's face was flushed with desire, lost in imagination. Yamato looked jealous, which Ren found extremely cute. After all, he had never thought of Ryu that way. It was just a one-off dream. He have had countless more with a particular dark-haired doctor in them.
"Finally, by the time I got to the 12s, he stopped attempting to suck me to an early grave – or prison, in this case. He caught my eye, making sure that my attention was affixed on him; and began to strip slowly. Inch by inch, his smooth, fair skin came into view. It was absolutely perfect. His body had no scars or blemishes of any kind. It was like watching the statue of David coming to life. However, I was in for another surprise from our usually unassuming friend when he pulled down his pants. He had a purple plug already buried in his ass. Keep in mind that the scenario was a courtroom murder trial and that he was wearing his full litigation robes." Hayato's breathless panting showed that he, indeed, had pictured the entire scene in his mind.
"So he came up to me and said 'Look, Ren, I prepared myself just for you.' I couldn't say anything. I simply stared at him with my mouth opened. I wanted to bury my cock in there so bad; but his ass was so lean and narrow that I was almost afraid that I was going to break him. He removed the butt plug and put it in my mouth, forcing me to taste the most sacred part of him. And while I was distracted with that, he lifted himself up and impaled himself on me in one go. I almost fainted from the pleasure. The butt plug was smaller than I was, so his asshole was still pretty tight. My body was still restrained, so I begged him to move, PLEASE. He gave me a cheeky grin and began to ride my cock. Three tries later, he finally found that sweet spot inside his tight passage, and moaned loudly at the sensation. 'Your cock feels so good inside me, Ren.' He exclaimed. 'I think I can cum just from riding you.' He added. And he rode me, hard and fast. He rode me so furiously that our bodies were making obscene noises from the constant slapping of flesh. The friction from his tight passage was heavenly; they were rubbing my throbbing cock six ways to Sunday. I could feel my orgasm approaching now, so I told him that. 'Cum for me, Ren.' He said. "Fill me to the brim with your hot cum." As he spoke, he clenched his inner walls as tight as he could around me – and boy did I come hard. I practically repainted his inner sanctum white. And true to his word, he came just from the stimulation of my cock alone, shooting his cum all over my stomach and even some on my face. I licked up whatever I could gather with my tongue. He tasted as sweet as nectar. That was the last thing I remembered before I woke up." Ren concluded his dream without a single blush, smirking openly at Hayato.
"Shit, Ren." Hayato swore. "I know that you did that on purpose. Be right back." He threw down his napkin and rushed to the toilet for a much needed release.
As soon as the door closed behind Hayato, Yamato jumped onto Ren's lap. "What's this about Ryu, Ren?" He asked enviously.
Ren laughed. "I made up half of it, silly. I'm not interested in Ryu. Look, I'm not even aroused. I just wanted to rile Hayato up. He seemed pretty interested in his straight best friend, huh?"
Yamato, on the other hand, was quite turned on by Ren's storytelling skills. He grinded his arousal against Ren desperately.
Ren immediately unbuckled Yamato's pants and took his boyfriend's erection into his hand. "Mmm." Yamato purred in approval as Ren brushed a finger against the tip of his cock. "Good that you're not interested then. And yes, Hayato did seemed a little too into the story. Are you sure Ryu is straight? Maybe Hayato can convert him."
Ren pulled the foreskin back gently, watching the pearly drop of pre-cum sliding down mesmerizingly. "As a pencil. But yeah, you never know the possibilities."
"Ren…" Yamato arched his back into the touch as Ren started to pump his erection enthusiastically.
"Yes, Yamato? Do you want to tie me down and ride me to completion too? Because you can, you know?" Ren murmured in his ear. "Or do you want me to tell you about the one I had where you strapped me down to your operating table and have your wicked way with me? That one's my favourite, Yamato. I think about it all the time. You would wear nothing but a surgical apron and gloves, leaving your arse fully exposed to the elements. And then you would use all your fancy surgical tools to probe me in every hole – my arse, my mouth, my ears, my cock… You would use the same KY jelly reserved for your patients on yourself; stretching your own arse hole with your long, talented gloved fingers. And you would climb onto the table…"
Yamato moaned at Ren's skilful ministrations and vivid narration, but held out a hand to stop him "I can't, Ren. The staff is going see the stain on the carpet." He whispered reluctantly.
Ren didn't care, they were in one of his restaurants anyway. But he knew Yamato would rather not, so he lifted himself up and placed Yamato on his seat. He knelt before his boyfriend to take him into his mouth. "So cum in my mouth, Yamato. I'll clean you right up and there won't be any traces."
Yamato hesitated but finally gave into the warm heat that was Ren's mouth. Ren expertly sucked and licked and swirled his tongue around him, and before he knew it, he was shooting his cum down Ren's throat. Ren swallowed every single drop of cum and proceeded to lick his limp cock clean, before tucking it into his pants and dressing him up again.
Ren grinned. "I must compliment the chef. The… dessert here is simply exquisite." He winked at Yamato, who just smirked into his half-eaten plate of pasta.
Hayato came back looking absolutely relaxed. He must have had a really good wank. Or two. Ren grinned at him mischievously. "So, Hayato, ready to file my tax return? Or would you like to have another round in the bathroom?"
Hayato glared at Ren, but there was a slight tinge of pink in his cheeks. It seemed like Ren had caught onto his weakness. Ren – 1, Hayato – 0.
"I'll file it by next week."
