Author's Note: WARNING-this is the last smut chapter. The G-rated epilogue will be next chapter.
"Who am I supposed to be dressed up as again?" Sanzou called, his voice muffled from the closet.
"Lightning Swordsman," Yoichi replied as he pulled the hose up his legs. "Captain Hero and Lightning Swordsman were my very first OTP and my gay awakening. Thanks for going along with our deal." Kaiji had agreed to dress up as Captain Hero in exchange for Yoichi wearing the outfit of his choice.
Sanzou replied, "Eh, I don't really care about comics but whatever makes you two happy. You both look good in anything."
It still shocked Yoichi a little that Sanzou didn't have any interest in superhero comics or anime. He'd made it a personal quest to show Sanzou the beauties of nerdom. So far Sanzou had fallen in love with Naoki Urasawa's Monster, so Yoichi had been looking for more realistic and dramatic manga/anime.
Kaiji said, "My gay awakening was Kurapika from Hunter X Hunter." He opened the door of the walk-in closet. "How do I look?" Kaiji wore a white spandex suit with an orange cape and gloves. A black bandit mask wrapped around his eyes. He'd tried to gel down his spikes but they still stuck up.
Yoichi didn't care—the spikes were what made Kaiji into Kaiji. "Perfect!" He clapped his hands.
Kaiji's jaw dropped open as he gaped at Yoichi.
"Do you like what you see?" Yoichi gave a twirl. He wore an emerald green gothic Lolita dress. Two concurrent trims of black lace fell over the puffy skirt. The bosom was made of two green bows intertwined with black lace and green satin, his chest exposed between the gaps. Green ribbon crisscrossed at his neck, leaving his shoulders bare. Three more green bows and black lace ran down his forearms. He curtsied. The outfit also came with black tights and ribbons running up from the slippers. He'd added a ribboned headband and makeup: pale foundation, blushing cheeks, sparkling eyeshadow, and lips as red as blood.
"Gah." Kaiji was openly drooling.
"I even put on lingerie." Yoichi lifted his skirt to flash green lace panties. The worshipful lust in Kaiji's eyes was already making Yoichi hard.
Sanzou stepped out of the closet, adjusting his collar. "Did I get this right?" He wore a white shirt with a sleeveless dark purple coat. Golden lines accented the trim and collar. The hakama pants were pale purple. Like Lightning Swordsman, he'd put his hair into a low ponytail with two loose bangs framing his face.
"Handsome," Yoichi and Kaiji said at the same time, flashing thumbs-up.
"You, too." Sanzou smiled. "Spandex suits you, Kaiji." He patted Kaiji's backside. "You outdid yourself, Yoichi." Though his tone remained gentle, he could not hide the heat in his eyes as he examined Yoichi's dress. Yoichi smirked. Sanzou asked, "Are we roleplaying any particular scenario?"
"Not really." Yoichi shrugged. "We're acting out my teenage fantasies of getting to be a sandwich between Captain Hero and Lightning Swordsman."
Kaiji asked, "What if this time you're a captured villain and we're interrogating you?"
Yoichi asked, "Why would I be wearing a goth Lolita dress and why would Sanzou be bottoming?"
Kaiji scratched his head. "Okay, I admit I'm not the best at this roleplay stuff."
"No, it was an intriguing notion, let's try that later." Yoichi thought it would be particularly fun if the villain turned the tables, but they could talk about that another time. "For now, I just want you to turn me into a sobbing mess." He stepped closer to Kaiji, pressing their chests together.
Kaiji grinned. "Oh, I excel at that."
"I got this outfit cheap at a thrift store, so there's no need to worry about damaging it." Yoichi curved his lips upward in a slow smile. "I'll be disappointed in the two of you if this dress is wearable afterward."
They both took that as an invitation, falling on him. Kaiji kissed his lips while Sanzou kissed the fresh number one tattoo on Yoichi's wrist. Then by unspoken communication, they switched places, Sanzou claiming the lips while Kaiji buried his face into the long locks of hair.
Yoichi's heart beat faster, at least partly because it really was a long-held fantasy to have Captain Hero and Lightning Swordsman worshipping him like this. Perhaps that was a little cringey, but what was the point of having two devoted and giving lovers if not to indulge all of one's cringiest fantasies?
Kaiji lifted Yoichi up and tossed him onto the bed. Skirt hitched up, Yoichi spread his legs wide to flash his panties. In a fake high-pitched voice, he joked, "Oh, no, two brutish men are having their way with me! Whatever will I do? I'm powerless to resist. Please, at least fuck me up the ass and spare my maidenhood."
Deadpan, Kaiji said, "You're giving me the willies, please stop."
"I thought you were going to be taking advantage of me." Sanzou flopped on the bed next to Yoichi, smiling.
"Oh, absolutely." Yoichi chuckled. "It's my fantasy to put the arrogant Lightning Swordsman in his place."
"How would you like to do this?" Sanzou asked.
Yoichi said, "Hmm, I think it will be easiest if I get on top of you, then Kaiji gets behind me."
"Well, I'm at your mercy." Sanzou gave lie to his words by distractingly kissing Yoichi's neck.
Yoichi yanked down the hakama pants, but left the coat on, because the costume was the point tonight. He ghosted his fingers over Sanzou's muscular thighs and rubbed his dick to hardness. Then he pushed Sanzou over on his back with his knees around his ears. Yoichi paused to admire the sight, blue-grey hair falling out of the ponytail and those handsome features twisted with a slightly discomfited pleasure. It was like something straight out of his teenage wet dreams. There was a hole in the front of Yoichi's panties to let his dick out, so he didn't need to take them off. Hiking up the skirt, Yoichi lined up a generously lubed dick and slid in.
Sanzou grunted through his teeth and spread his legs wider to let him in. His insides contracted, dragging Yoichi in deeper, so hungry, clamping down on his thrusts. Yoichi always loved the delicious pressure and the sense of control he got from this position, with his partner on his back and taking him all the way in.
Kaiji reminded them of his presence by snapping Yoichi's garter from behind. "My turn," he growled, squeezing Yoichi's ass under the dress. He ripped straight through the lace panties like a wild animal. The movement pushed Yoichi further down and made Sanzou scream underneath him. Then Kaiji buried himself inside.
Yoichi moaned as the dick stretched him out and burned. He'd prepared a bit in the bathroom, but there was still more resistance than usual. That was how Yoichi had requested it this time: animalistic and spontaneous. He'd wanted to feel taken. Panting, he forced his body to relax.
For a moment, Yoichi could do nothing but breathe, pressed between two muscular men.
Then Kaiji moved.
Yoichi's vision went white as the sensations from his back and his front sent fireworks down his nerves. He'd collapsed forward, Sanzou's rock-hard dick digging into his stomach, both of them no longer able to do anything except take each thrust. Yoichi's ragged, blissed-out breathing intermingled with a steady flow of babble from Sanzou's lips. Kaiji was using Yoichi like a dildo to fuck Sanzou.
Kaiji seemed to be everywhere, all at once, biting into Yoichi's collarbone and running nails down his tights. He tugged at the ribbons in Yoichi's hair, sending them falling out. The lacey corset rubbed where Sanzou and Yoichi's chests were pressed together, teasing his swollen nipples. Their eyes locked. Sanzou's gaze was wild and uncharacteristically out of control. The room had turned hot and hazy. Kaiji squeezed Yoichi's ass, making him gasp and tighten. The push sent him deeper into Sanzou, and Sanzou's answering shiver went straight up Yoichi's body.
The absolutely brutal pace and the heat enclosed around his dick made Yoichi shake from the force of his impending orgasm. By now, he was nearly sobbing. His toes curled as his body begged for a release, a breather—
Yoichi screamed as he came, and clamped down hard enough to pump an orgasm out of Kaiji. Sanzou mewled and released moments later.
Collapsing onto the bed, Yoichi felt flashing fireworks in his brain. He sucked in air in big gulps through his throat. As requested, he was an absolute mess. The ribbons tying the top of his dress had come undone, exposing puffy nipples. At some point the lace on his skirt had ripped. The stockings were a completely lost cause, holes everywhere. Flimsy scraps of his lace panties clung to his thighs. His makeup was running and ruined.
On either side, Sanzou and Kaiji were both staring at Yoichi with lustful eyes. Yoichi smirked and flashed his bare ass at them. "The real Captain Hero and Lightning Swordsman couldn't have performed any better."
"High praise." Sanzou chuckled and cuddled closer. They were a sticky mess, and ought to clean themselves up, but Yoichi felt too tired to move at the moment.
Kaiji pressed against Yoichi's back. Cracking one eye open, Yoichi said, "I'm going to return everything you did to me later."
"Is that a threat or a reward?" Kaiji asked.
"It's both." Yoichi yawned and fell asleep in the arms of the men he loved.
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