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“Is Sakisaka already in the room?” Sakyo asked, balancing a tray with some tea and snacks in one hand as he opened the door to room 202 with the other.
“Yup!” Kazunari nodded enthusiastically, “He said he wanted to catch up on some reading before the meeting!”
“Ah,” Sakyo smirked, “That sounds like him-“
“Frooch?” Kazunari nudged Sakyo’s back after Sakyo froze in the doorway. “Is everything- oh!” Kazunari poked his head underneath Sakyo’s arm to see what was going on.
Muku was sitting at his usual place at the central table, reading a manga. But his pants were off. And his hand was tightly wrapped around his dick.
“Mukkun you should’ve locked the door!”
“We’ll just wait outside,” Sakyo smiled softly as he did his best to keep his voice steady. “Let us know when-“
“No!” Muku’s voice squeaked as he finally spoke up, his already flushed face somehow getting pinker, “I mean, it’s okay. I can just stop.”
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Sakyo shook his head.
“Yeah! It’s totes fine Mukkun! Especially cause you looked so into it! Wouldn’t wanna interrupt something that good~”
“Oh…yeah…it is pretty good,” Muku smiled sheepishly as he looked away. “The manga I mean. Actually I think you might really like it…”
“For real?” Kazunari pushed his way into the room.
“Oi, Miyoshi!”
“It’s fine Frooch! And aren’t you curious too?”
Of course Sakyo was curious. Muku had great taste. It was only logical for that to extend to the R-18 category.
“You can come take a look if you want Sakyo-san!”
“Oh yeah,” Kazunari leaned over Muku, looking at the manga, “The MC’s love interest is totally our type Frooch. Big beefy guy.”
“He’s a little rough too,” Muku added with a giggle.
“That does…sound interesting,” Sakyo muttered. Then, with a sigh, he put down the tray he had still been attempting to keep upright, and took a seat next to Muku, keeping a respectable distance between them that still allowed for him to read the manga.
The page Muku was looking at featuring the main character, a rather slight man, being pinned face-first against the wall by a much larger, stronger looking man as he teased him.
It was pretty basic, Sakyo thought, but well-drawn. There was a lot of potential, but it needed the right framing narrative to really make it exciting.
“What do think?” Muku asked shyly, looking up at Sakyo.
“It’s good,” Sakyo said, doing his best to ignore the reaction in his pants that indicated just how good he thought it was.
“Why don’t we read it together!” Kazunari suggested, slinking over to sit on Sakyo’s other side, and nudging him just a bit closer to Muku. “Shoujo Manga Appreciation Club - After Dark Edition!”
“It’s 1pm, Miyoshi.”
“It’s just a phrase, Frooch. Come on, wouldn’t it be fun? This is like, the one unexplored territory of our club. We owe it to shoujo manga appreciators everywhere!”
“This isn’t even a shoujo ma-“
“Minor detail! What do you think Mukkun?”
“I-if Sakyo-san is okay with it, I think it could be fun…We’ve all known each other for a while right? So…” Muku blushed again as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt. But he gained a bit of confidence as he turned to face Sakyo again. “Don’t you think it’d be fun to try reading this?”
“Alright,” Sakyo sighed. The club had already read plenty of manga that really teetered on the R-18 border, so this wasn’t totally uncalled-for. And he didn’t feel particularly uncomfortable about it either. Something about Muku and Kazunari’s demeanour right now was calming.
“Ok!” Muku’s bright smile put Sakyo further at ease. “I’ll turn back to the beginning. The story is…really nice.” Muku flushed as he giggled, making Sakyo even more curious about the nature of the story.
As it turned out, the story was quite nice. The larger man had found the main character jerking off to him, and started to tease him after that. It was a good mixture of praise and humiliation, Sakyo thought.
And apparently, Muku and Kazunari thought so too.
Sakyo had been doing his best to keep his hands at his sides, and his eyes focused on the manga. But hearing Muku’s soft pants, and Kazunari’s light whines wasn’t making either easy.
Keeping his eyes fixed in front of him, Sakyo slowly let his hand move to his throbbing crotch. Just rubbing through his pants should be enough. He had no intention of jerking off here. The younger ones could, but he was past that stage. Right?
But the manga was heating up. And so was Sakyo. Muku and Kazunari were getting a little louder too. Muku’s panting was getting quicker.
Sakyo squirmed. He didn’t want to go any further, but he also did. Very badly. Maybe if he just…put his hand in his pants for a bit.
“Sakyo-san?” Muku paused as he was about to turn the page, “A-are you alright?”
“Yeah Frooch,” Kazunari frowned slightly as he looked at Sakyo’s hand shoved down his half-undone pants. “You’re allowed to pull it out you know.”
“I’m fine,” Sakyo gritted his teeth.
“It’s okay, really,” Muku smiled gently at Sakyo, and Sakyo suddenly felt as though he was melting.
“Alright,” he replied, turning back to the manga and hoping his blush wouldn’t be that obvious. “Just don’t make a big deal out of it or anything…”
“We would never! Right Mukkun?”
“Yep! So you’re good to keep going, Sakyo-san?”
“Yeah,” Sakyo nodded, letting out a relieved sigh as he properly undid his pants and slid his dick out of his underwear, “Go ahead.”
Muku smiled, or maybe beamed would be more accurate, then he turned the page.
The large man in the manga was finally done teasing the main character, and was about to start fucking him. Sakyo felt his hand speed up on his dick in anticipation.
“Woah,” Kazunari said, as the man’s dick was finally revealed.
“It’s so…” Muku gasped.
“Huge,” Sakyo half-breathed, half-whined.
Kazunari whined shortly after Sakyo did, and Muku joined him with a little whimper. All three were pumping furiously now, watching as the main character was carefully spread open, his own dick being dwarfed by the other man’s.
Sakyo wasn't sure if he could last much longer, but he was determined to. Not only did he not want to embarrass himself by coming first, but he desperately needed to see every panel of this manga.
The main character’s stomach was bulging out now, and the trio once again let out a synchronized whine.
Sakyo wished he had his dildo with him. But he was too far along now, his hand would have to do.
Then suddenly, there was another hand. Slightly smaller, and much softer.
“I-is it okay Sakyo-san?” Muku asked softly. Sakyo didn’t know when he had gotten so close, but his shoulder was now leaning against Sakyo’s. “I…wanted to try touching you.”
“Yeah,” Sakyo sighed as he closed his eyes, moving his hand away from his dick to let Muku take over. He didn’t have the willpower to resist anymore. Certainly not when Muku was being so sweet. “It’s okay.”
“A-alright.” Muku’s touch was light, but firm. He clearly knew what he was doing.
Sakyo waited for the comments. But there were none. Nothing about how Sakyo’s dick was much, much smaller than Muku’s, or about how absurdly sensitive it was, or how embarrassingly pink it got when hard. Just a gentle touch, and a smile from Muku.
“Does that feel good?” Muku asked, still gripping his own dick tightly.
“Yeah,” Sakyo smiled, letting himself relax at Muku’s touch. “It does.”
“Hey Frooch,” Kazunari pressed against Sakyo’s other shoulder now. “Since your hand’s free..”
“Tch-, brat.” Sakyo’s remark lacked any bite, especially since he immediately started jerking off Kazunari. It had been a while since he had touched a dick other than his own. He was more than a bit nervous, going slowly at first, but between Muku continuing to soothe him with his hand, and Kazunari’s enthusiastic smile, Sakyo was able to speed up, twirling the head in his palm before running down the shaft.
“Ohh~” Kazunari blushed, and let out a slight giggle at the end of his moan.
“You’re so noisy…” Sakyo muttered.
“My noises are compliments~” Kazunari chimed as he moved his hips with Sakyo’s hand, resting his head on Sakyo’s shoulder. “Frooch is really good at this Mukkun, you should let him try on you.”
Muku looked eagerly from Kazunari to Sakyo.
“I can’t do you both at once…" Sakyo grumbled.
“I don’t mind you and Mukkun just having a moment,” Kazunari assured him.
“Tch…”
Sakyo turned fully to face Muku now, feeling the heat rise in his face as Muku unabashedly looked him directly in the eyes. It was as though Muku was giving him permission. Gently, kindly. The same way he was touching Sakyo.
He really is like a prince, Sakyo thought as he felt his chest flutter. Hesitantly, Sakyo reached out to Muku’s dick. Muku twitched as Sakyo’s fingers grazed it, and Sakyo almost pulled his hand back, but Muku tightened his own grip on Sakyo, as though he somehow knew that would help Sakyo relax. So Sakyo tried again, this time holding Muku’s dick gently in his hand, then caressing it, letting his fingers drag up and down the shaft slowly.
Muku let out some more soft breaths as his eyes fluttered shut.
“I told you he was good,” Kazunari laughed, with an audible wink, from behind Sakyo. Sakyo felt Kazunari’s dick rubbing against his back, slipping under his shirt. “Your dick is really cute Frooch,” Kazunari spoke more softly now, but still playful as he rested his chin on Sakyo’s shoulder, wrapping his hands around to rub up and down Sakyo’s chest, occasionally brushing against the nipples that were visibly poking out beneath his shirt.
“Don’t call it- ohh…” Sakyo couldn’t even finish his complaint before Kazunari’s hands were underneath his shirt, twisting and pinching on his nipples.
“Hmm,” Kazunari hummed, pretending to be in deep thought as he looked at Muku, “Doesn’t Frooch’s hand look pretty muscular when he’s jerking you off like that?”
“It does,” Muku giggled, “Sakyo-san’s pretty strong.”
Kazunari reached down to fully peel off Sakyo’s shirt, then began running his hands up and down Sakyo’s bare torso.
“Wow…you’re like, mega muscular,” Kazunari hummed, “You hide it so well~”
“Oo,” Muku’s eyes lit up as he looked from Sakyo’s flexing arm to his shoulders and chest, “You really are Sakyo-san.”
Sakyo felt his chest flutter again the compliments. He was always the small one, the scrawny one. It felt nice, he thought, leaning back against Kazunari, who had taken off his own shirt, and was back to playing with Sakyo’s nipples.
“Hey Frooch,” Kazunari whispered in Sakyo’s ear, “I’m getting a little jelly of all that attention you’re giving to Mukkun…Now that you’re so relaxed and all, can I fuck you?”
Sakyo’s eyes snapped open as Kazunari made the one suggestion he never would have expected.
“I’d love to watch,” Muku suddenly moved to be very close to Sakyo, their dicks now touching as he pressed Sakyo further into Kazunari.
Sakyo gulped as he moved his hand almost instinctively to rub his and Muku’s dicks together. His felt so noticeably smaller, but it was nice.
“I dunno Mukkun, Frooch seems to really prefer you…” Kazunari fake-pouted. “Come on Frooch, you can still mess around with Muku while I fuck you, prommy~”
“Yeah,” Sakyo smiled as he leaned back against Kazunari again, “Sure.”
“Woo! Lie down on the table then.”
Sakyo looked skeptically at the table, but Kazunari promptly put a few pillows and a blanket on it, then turned to look at Sakyo expectantly.
With a nod, Sakyo separated himself from Muku, and shifted towards the table.
“On my stomach or…?”
“Your back obv! We wanna see your cute face after all~” Kazunari shot some encouraging finger guns as Sakyo rolled his eyes and climbed onto the table, laying down with his head next to Muku, and his legs on either side of Kazunari. “Hmm, Mukkun do you wanna take his glasses off? I think he’s more handsome that way~”
“Sure!” Muku carefully removed Sakyo’s glasses and placed them on a nearby shelf.
“Oh and lube! It’ll be in the top drawer of my desk.”
“Got it!”
Sakyo smiled as they hurried to prepare. It was kind of cute, and he’d be lying if he said he didn't enjoy being the most passive on in the group for once.
“Mukkun you’re on dick duty~” Kazunari chimed as he coated two fingers in lube.
Muku giggled, then went back to slowly stroking Sakyo’s dick, this time stroking his own as well.
Once again, Sakyo felt himself immediately relax. Even as Kazunari slipped his fingers in, the way Sakyo felt his back arch, and hearing his own moan, it all felt soothing.
“You’re a little looser than I expected,” Kazunari smirked, “You must have a pretty impressive dildo collection~”
“It’s adequate,” Sakyo panted out between groans.
“You should show it to us sometime,” Muku said, grabbing Sakyo’s hand and moving it down to his crotch. “Can you keep going? I…want to touch you some more…”
“Of course,” Sakyo breathed, feeling for Muku’s dick, then starting to rub it as he had been before.
“I’m going in~” Kazunari declared, mere moments before pulling out his fingers and replacing them with his dick.
“He liked that Kazu,” Muku giggled, squeezing Sakyo’s dick slightly as he ran a hand up Sakyo’s heaving chest.
“He did,” Kazunari nodded, pulling out slightly before going back in, never going past the head of his dick.
Sakyo groaned. Thrusting his hips up instinctively.
“Hey Mukkun,” Kazunari grinned, “Do you think I can make him come with just the tip?”
“Maybe,” Muku smiled fondly at Sakyo, “You’re really worked up, Sakyo-san.”
“No thanks to you two,” Sakyo managed a smirk before his next shuddering moan.
“Ok, hands to yourself Mukkun, I’m gonna try.”
Muku nodded, then moved his hands to cover Sakyo’s, which was still stroking Muku’s dick.
Then Kazunari started going faster, but still never going past the head.
Sakyo felt frustrated, he really did prefer to be filled up. But whatever Kazunari was doing, it was still good. Very good. His head started spinning. He heard Muku and Kazunari commenting on his twitching dick. Then the next thing he knew his stomach was wet, and sticky, and Kazunari was laughing softly while Muku’s hands were back to softly running up and down Sakyo’s torso and arms.
“You look really handsome when you orgasm Sakyo-san,” Muku said, brushing some sweaty hair from Sakyo’s face.
“Are you done now?” Kazunari’s voice was oddly serious, and gentle, “Or can you keep going.”
“I’m not about to be outpaced by a pair of brats,” Sakyo chuckled, his voice low and hoarse, “We can keep going.”
“Tell us if you need to stop though, ok?” Muku said, moving around to kneel behind Sakyo’s head. His hands on Sakyo’s chest now, occasionally playing his very sensitive nipples.
“And if you can’t talk, just hit the table a few times~”
“Sure,” Sakyo nodded, taking a deep breath as Kazunari pushed his way in a bit more.
“Ohh, you are really nice to fuck Frooch,” Kazunari cupped Sakyo’s balls in his hand. “Did you want a turn Mukkun?”
“Uhm, actually,” Muku dropped his head as his voice got quiet, “I was kind of thinking…Sakyo-san’s mouth looked nice…”
“Galaxy-brained as always Mukkun! You ‘kay with that Frooch?”
“Yeah,” Sakyo looked up at Muku’s smiling face above him, then he smirked. “Go wild.”
Muku giggled as his face flushed a bit more, then he held Sakyo’s face in his hands as Sakyo tilted his head back and opened his mouth.
“He knows what he’s doing,” Kazunari fake-whispered.
“You should tell us stories some time Sakyo-san,” Muku giggled, then he slid his dick into Sakyo’s waiting mouth. “Oohh…”
Sakyo felt Muku’s dick slide down his throat as he sucked on it. It tasted different than others he had tasted in the past. And somehow, even as he gagged, and as tears fell from his eyes, it still felt gentle. Muku’s moans were soft and sweet, as were his hands on Sakyo’s chest, a stark contrast to the almost desperate thrusting of Muku’s hips.
“You’re really going for it Mukkun,” Kazunari giggled too now, although his voice was a little ragged. “Is Frooch’s throat that good?”
“It really is…” Muku whined. “Sakyo-san…”
Sakyo reached up a hand to put over Muku’s, and Muku held on tight. Then Kazunari grabbed onto Sakyo’s other hand, right as he bottomed out.
Sakyo’s moan was muffled by Muku’s dick, but his reaction was clear as his back arched sharply and his dick began to twitch, fully hard again, and already leaking.
“You’re not making this easy Frooch,” Kazunari panted, now thrusting much harder. “I don’t think I’ll last much longer, with you looking like this.”
“I’m…” Muku whined again. “Oh Sakyo-san…”
“It’d be totes awesome…if…” Kazunari gulped as he tried to concentrate on his words. "At the same time.”
“Y-yeah,” Muku’s hips shook as Sakyo hummed and swallowed around his dick.
“‘Kay,” Kazunari grabbed onto Sakyo’s dick now, and Sakyo was beyond overwhelmed.
Both Muku’s and Kazunari’s thrusts got more frantic as Kazunari squeezed more than he pumped on Sakyo’s dick. It was all so much. Kazunari’s enthusiasm. Muku’s soft and confident care. The physical sensations covering Sakyo’s body.
He didn't know what kind of sounds he made as he came. They mixed with Muku’s and Kazunari’s. But all three body’s shook at the same time, pressing into each other, squeezing each other’s hands tightly.
Then Muku sunk to the floor, then Kazunari, then Sakyo very inelegantly slid from the table.
Kazunari kissed Sakyo on the cheek lightly, then wordlessly rested his head on Sakyo’s shoulder, Sakyo resting his head on Kazunari’s in turn.
“You really are amazing Sakyo-san,” Muku said as he crawled over, laying his head on Sakyo’s lap after wiping some of the tears from Sakyo’s cheeks.
“If you say so,” Sakyo rasped, patting Muku lightly on the head.
“Next time,” Muku asked sheepishly, “Could you try…could I…be the bottom?”
“Oi…who said anything about a next time?”
“We never finished the manga, Frooch~”
“That is entirely your fault.”
“Not really,” Muku giggled, “But we can always finish it next week. And the next time can happen whenever…”
“Yeah,” Sakyo leaned his head back and closed his eyes, “Whenever..."