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Keiji had the odd, mostly likely correct, feeling that Kenma had an ulterior motive in coming down to Osaka with his husband to see them. Tetsurou’s work would take him south from time to time for business with MSBY and every once in a while Kenma came to watch the games. But there was something about Kenma that Keiji immediately took note of, he wasn’t behaving all that differently and hadn’t been chatting too much, however the way his golden eyes settled on Koutarou had Keiji curious. He’s known Kenma since high school, they were roommates in college, they were each other’s best man, they did all kinds of stupid shit together with their partners when they were younger.The look in Kenma’s eyes wasn’t boredom, it was full of hidden mischief paired with a tiny smile that Keiji considered interrogating him about. Kenma only looks at Koutarou in that way when he wants to enable one of his ridiculous ideas and either Tetsurou hadn’t caught on yet, or he was in on it.Keiji just refilled his own glass of wine and sat next to his tipsy husband on the couch, a grabby hand was instantly taking his waist and pulling him flush on Koutarou’s side. There was a brief lull in the conversation as Keiji sipped his drink and saw Tetsurou and Kenma silently confer with each other while on the love seat, this must’ve been it.“We were curious...” Kenma began as Tetsurou’s hand was resting on his thigh and Kenma’s gaze shifted between Koutarou and Keiji, “if you’d be okay with Koutarou coming on our stream, the onlyfans one. We can hide his face from the camera and all, but I wanted to watch him fuck Tetsurou.”“... along with thousands of people?” Keiji crooked up an eyebrow, “were the sleeping pills not enough, you need my husband now too?”“I’ll pay you,” Kenma blurted out, his round cheeks turning a brighter shade of pink as Tetsurou let out a slight giggle, “whatever you want, I don’t even have to stream it, I just... I really want to see it.”Keiji glanced over at Koutarou who was rather silent, his own wide eyed gaze fixed on Tetsurou as Keiji brought a possessive hand to the nape of his neck, he didn’t react to the touch.“You want my husband to fuck yours that badly, Kenma?” Keiji was calm as he asked, his thumb casually caressing Koutarou’s neck, “how long have you been sitting on this?”“Um...” Kenma broke eye contact for a moment, Tetsurou seemed to be incredibly amused by his husband’s shy behavior, “... since we were nineteen? Twenty? I just never told you about it for obvious reasons. If I’m overstepping we can pretend this conversation never happened.”Keiji swirled the wine around in his glass as he shared a brief glance at Tetsurou, receiving that perverted smirk in response, “you aren’t the first person to request the use of Koutarou’s cock. He’s fucked Hajime, Daichi, Asahi, Osamu...”Keiji listed them off as the surprise was evident on Kenma’s and Tetsurou’s faces.“Why am I only hearing about this now, bro?” It almost sounded as if Tetsurou was whining .“It’s our fun, dirty secret!” Koutarou’s grin was sly, cocky even, “Daichi was the first, Michimiya was drunk as hell and asked Keiji how big I was, then it sorta ended up in us going to a hotel after dinner.”“And he said nothing to me? Next time I go to the gym with Daichi I swear...” Tetsurou huffed, trying his best to act offended, but that drunken lopsmiled smile betrayed him, “so you’ll be down for this?”“Bro, if there’s anyone in the world I would want to make my porn star debut with, it’d be you.”“Koutarou!” Tetsurou rested a hand on his heart, “you sure know how to make a girl feel special.”“Before you two end up fucking on the carpet,” Keiji gently squeezed the nape of Koutarou’s neck, “we should talk about exact details and what we’re comfortable with... as well as payment.”Kenma’s eyes sparkled at that, his best friend did love spoiling his husband rotten by spending ungodly amounts of yen on him. Now he was using that to get Koutarou on their stream? Keiji didn’t mind playing long, there was stirring of excitement in his gut at what would possibly happen from this... ......... Keiji wasn’t subbed to their stream since it felt weirdly like invading his best friend’s privacy and he tried not to think about their sex lives, but ... Kenma sent him a copy of the video from the somnophilia stream. He watched it together with Koutarou who was far too eager to see Kenma get fucked in his sleep and remarked on how he loved doing that with Keiji. They got through at least half the video before Keiji jumped on him and demanded to ride him, leaving Koutarou to be a very happy man that afternoon.Koutarou was the only man on Keiji’s mind, ever since meeting him in his first year of high school, there was no one else who caught his attention or swayed his heart. He gave all his firsts to Koutarou from first kiss to his first time and they were bonafide high school sweethearts like Tetsurou and Kenma. Long distance did strain their relationship while Koutarou was focused on MSBY and Keiji had his own editing career with Shounen Jump, but they stayed strong as eventually Keiji moved to Osaka to be with his husband. All this to say, Keiji had no interest in fucking other people, Koutarou was still the only man to this day who has laid hands on Keiji in such a intimate manner.However... watching Koutarou that night in the hotel with Daichi unlocked something in Keiji’s brain, something that wanted to see Koutarou take more men apart with his huge cock. Koutarou would always belong to him, like a prized possession that Keiji didn’t mind lending out for those who wished to be fucked... or seeing their partners get railed by a dominant top.Hajime was certainly out of the blue when Tooru called Keiji and mentioned that Suga heard about a thing with Daichi. Nishinoya saw Koutarou’s shoot for the MSBY swim calendar and somehow that conversation spiraled into Asahi getting roped in. Rintaro teased Osamu about his crush on Keiji, Osamu immediately denied it, and Koutarou fucked him as ‘punishment’ for lusting over a married man. There were a few others in there, none associated with volleyball, but random guys they picked up on dating apps or in the club, it was fun for the both of them. Keiji got the thrill of seeing his strong man pin down someone just as big as him, making them submit to his cock and turning them into a moaning mess. Koutarou performed for Keiji, wanted to make him proud and feel worthy of getting to take care of his husband afterwards. Keiji’s praise absolutely drove him wild, more than the feeling of his dick being in a tight hole, he barely cared about the person when Keiji was there .It’s why Keiji wasn’t worried about Koutarou going behind his back for more, none of this came with feelings, it was just a kink for them. Although... he couldn’t deny there was an... extra excitement of doing this with Tetsurou and Kenma, his husband wasn’t all that shy about wanting to get them in their bed. However the other couple was wholly obsessed with themselves and Tetsurou’s possessive behavior didn’t go unnoticed, everyone knew that Kenma was his and not to even think about touching him.Yet Koutarou... was an exception for them both. Keiji was invited in that he could fuck Tetsurou too, but he rejected the offer, he wanted to see these two go at it. They’d been best friends for so long and Keiji’s mind definitely wandered at times given how much skinship Tetsurou and Koutarou shared when they were all living within walking distance of each other. And maybe with a gentle push, something may have happened back in college, but Tetsurou’s eyes were always on his kitten.Just as they were now when Kenma dropped a soft kiss on his lips after handcuffing a naked Tetsurou to the bed frame. The intimacy and trust displayed between them made Keiji feel warm and he was only a little startled when Koutarou took his chin and turned his head for a kiss as well. “Cute how excited you are,” Koutarou whispered against his lips as Keiji just kissed him again to shut him up. They went through the scene just a half hour before, they made sure multiple times that they all wanted this and Keiji’s impatience may have shown when Tetsurou asked him for the dozenth time if he was okay with this.There was still ample time to pull out as Kenma started up the stream, he was dressed in one of Tetsurou’s button ups and a small pair of shorts. The shirt was baggy on his tiny frame and he let a couple buttons loose so it’d expose his bare shoulder and collarbones. Koutarou and Keiji were out of frame, sitting to the side of the bed as Kenma talked to the chat and teased them about what he was about to do with their daddy. From what Kenma told him prior, Tetsurou never bottomed on stream and this would be a first, so of course his best bro has all the honors. “They’re so fucking hot together, Keiji.”Koutarou kept his voice low as Kenma sat himself between those long, tanned legs and grabbed a huge dildo, one that Kenma casually mentioned was Tetsurou’s favorite. The chat was scrolling by so fast on Keiji’s phone, he’d wonder how Kenma managed to catch anything if it wasn’t literally his day job too. They were all mostly positive though, needing to see their daddy get fucked hard.Kenma lubed up the dildo that seemed to make his hands look even smaller and went to pull the butt plug from Tetsurou’s ass. It was interesting seeing them debate on if Kenma should finger him on stream, but Kenma wanted Tetsurou to get fucked as fast as possible.Impatient just like Keiji...He bit down on his own cheek when he saw Kenma slowly nudge the thick toy inside of Tetsurou’s hole and Tetsurou’s eyes rolled back in sheer pleasure. Kenma had a small, cute smile as he watched his husband’s reactions to the toy pushing deeper into his hole. Daddy liked being full, daddy’s ass looked beautiful stretched around that big dildo, did daddy want more ?Keiji was so entranced that he barely noticed Koutarou’s hand going to grope the bulge in his pants, a faint hiss escaped his lips from the friction.“You like that, love?” Koutarou leaned in so his lips were on Keiji’s ear, “do you want Kenma to lay you out like that for everyone?”“Darling...” Keiji sighed, Koutarou’s fingers dipped into the waistband to take his cock.“Or is it Tetsu turning you on this much? I knew he’d look so fucking sexy taking it.”Koutarou is so correct it almost hurts, Tetsurou’s back is slightly arched from the sheets, there’s soft moans spilling from his lips, his toes are curling as Kenma knows just the right spot to hit. Keiji’s daydreamed about Tetsurou more than a few times, knowing too much now about how he likes to fuck his husband, but seeing him in such a vulnerable state?Keiji might favor that a little more.Tetsurou’s cock is hard and leaking on his stomach too, he’s visibly sinking into submission as Kenma works that toy inside of him. It must be jarring for their viewers, seeing this man always be in charge and taking the lead, reduced to whining like a bitch from a fake cock.
“Should daddy come? Whoever donates the most in... five minutes can choose.”
A shock of arousal goes right to his cock as Kenma leans down to lick a wet stripe from his balls to his sensitive cock head. Those catlike eyes are honed in on Tetsurou, eyeing him like he’s prey when he swallows down his cock with a practiced ease. Tetsurou’s arms flex against the cuffs as a broken moan erupts from him and he’s subject to his kitten blowing him while fucking him with the dildo.“Kou...” Keiji quietly whines, the fingers around his cock are stroking faster.“Keiji,” His husband drops kissing along his neck and jaw, “they’re so pretty, right?”“Ye-yeah...” Keiji’s eyes shift from Tetsurou for a moment, following the arch of Kenma’s back as his plump ass is in the air. Keiji has the urge to rip those shorts off.“Kenma, Kenma, baby, fuck ,” Tetsurou was babbling, his hips attempting to fuck up into his throat, but also grind back on the toy too. The double stimulation was so much , how would he be able to hold on at this rate? Kenma was ruthless too, sucking his cock like he needed to milk out every drop of come from his balls.Tetsurou’s whine when Kenma had to pull off after a few minutes nearly had Keiji coming all over Koutarou’s hand. Kenma was too casual about it too, just tucking his dark hair behind his ear and checking to see who was the top donor.
“Demure_CumWhore said you can come, how mindful of them.”
“Thank you...”
Kenma used his free hand to jerk off Tetsurou and Keiji could consider himself done right then, the sheer bliss on Tetsurou’s face as Kenma touched him and worked him up to orgasm. Koutarou nipped and left wet kisses on his neck, timing his strokes on Keiji’s cock so he could also climax with the star of the stream and fuck , he had to cup a hand over his hand so they didn’t hear him.“Good girl.”That got another spurt of come from his cock, dirtying Koutarou’s hand.
“Remember when I said I had a surprise, chat?”
Koutarou brought up his fingers to Keiji’s mouth, a silent command to suck them clean and Keiji didn’t hesitate to do so. Tetsurou peered over in their direction as Keiji licked and sucked his thick, calloused fingers of all of his come. “Yes, yes, there’s something...” Kenma glanced over too now, just as Koutarou withdrew his fingers and went to stand up, “or someone else.” Koutarou pulled up his black mask over his mouth and made sure all his silver locks were tucked under his beanie. Compression sleeves covered up his arm tattoos, they temporarily dyed his eyebrows, and there probably wasn’t anything else overtly identifiable on him. Kenma scooted out from between Tetsurou’s legs and undid the handcuffs from the headboard, although he still kept his husband bound. Koutarou pulled off his shirt and Keiji saw the chat go absolutely insane, they were asking who this was and is this the second daddy??? They positioned Tetsurou into the middle of the bed, so Kenma could sit above him and Koutarou pushed his legs apart. Keiji was sitting a little straighter in his chair, his spent cock twitching as blood was pooling there once again, this was a sight he’s been craving for years now.
“Beg all you want chat, I’m not telling who he is.”
Koutarou lubed up his own cock and hiked up Tetsurou’s leg on his shoulder, Keiji was practically drooling from how Tetsurou would have to take it, how his man appeared so mysterious with his handsome body for them all to see. Kenma ran his hands down Tetsurou’s elbows and towards his armpits, this was something in their request that Keiji didn’t quite expect, but whatever Kenma wanted, he got.“Baby...” It was probably supposed to sound like a warning, but with Koutarou thrusting into him at the same time, it came out like a moan as Kenma’s little fingers tickled his sensitive skin. Tetsurou jerked against it, his meek attempt at trying to avoid Kenma being immediately thwarted by Koutarou gripping on his hips and pounding into him sharply.
Shit...
Keiji felt the urge to touch himself again, Tetsurou was squirming and pleading for Kenma to stop tickling him, but that sadistic little kitten ignored his cries. Koutarou was clearly getting off on it too, Keiji could sense the wolfish grin under the mask that matched the feral gaze in his eyes. “S-stop! If you keep coming, I’ll... I’ll-!” Tetsurou’s protests were cut off as Koutarou purposely hit against his prostate from that high pitched moan. He pressed his hand right where Tetsurou’s bladder was too, quickly causing the man to beg even more for them not to.
“Chat, you know what happens when you tickle someone too much, yeah? Should I stop?”
The first answer to pop into Keiji’s head was no , his hand was slowly stroking his cock back to full hardness, Tetsurou’s struggle only fueling him. He could thrash about all he wanted, but Kenma’s fingers were dancing along his sides and armpits, determined to humiliate his husband in front of thousands. Koutarou was just happy to fuck him through it.“No, no, no don’t!” Tetsurou cried, Kenma wasn’t even looking at the laptop anymore, his focus fixed on the stream of piss coming out from Tetsurou’s cock. It got all over his abs and chest, dripping down his sides and on the sheets below and he just kept wetting himself.Keiji stroked his cock faster, eyes darting from Tetsurou to Koutarou letting out a soft curse before drilling into his ass harder , so turned on by Tetsurou’s humiliation.
“What a shame, daddy pissed himself... guess it was too much for him.”
Kenma’s sly smile mimicked his husband’s who was too busy getting every brain cell fucked out of him. Didn’t matter if he was covered in his own piss, he was still moaning like a whore because of Koutarou, the man was ruthless about using that tight ass.Kenma sat back on the pillows, content to enjoy the show. Koutarou took that as his cue to abuse his own strength and flipped Tetsurou over on his stomach, making sure his ass was high in the air before fucking back into him. Keiji was quietly losing it, another climax bubbling up and it was so different from the past times they’d done this. Koutarou’s attention had only been on Tetsurou, he was obsessed with his pretty ass and fucking him like a horny puppy... and Keiji was addicted to it.The flex of his hips, the sweat rolling down his neck, how Koutarou leaned over Tetsurou and looked so big compared to him. Tetsurou wasn’t just laying there either, he was rocking back on Koutarou and meeting him for his thrusts, he was begging for Koutarou to come inside of him, to breed his pretty hole.From anyone else and that might piss off Keiji, but Tetsurou was longing for it, he was such a slut . And maybe this was just an act for their chat, but fucking hell they both knew how to put on a show for everyone in their audience. Keiji bit down on his lower lip as he came in his fist, too aroused by Koutarou reaching under Tetsurou to grab his throbbing cock. He doesn’t know who came next, but the two of them were beautiful together as Tetsurou sobbed for daddy and Koutarou’s hot load filled his needy, used ass. Kenma kissed his husband on the forehead before going to say goodbye to chat, thanking them for coming as well. Keiji... well, Keiji was dying to be fucked next... ~ “Thank you.”Kenma had gotten Keiji alone in their kitchen the following morning, there were to head back to Osaka after breakfast. “Of course, I was more into that than I thought I’d be.”“Which part exactly?” Kenma’s curious gaze was on him as he held a warm cup of coffee in a mug decorated with cat paws.“... Ask me in a week after I properly process things,” Keiji murmured, getting a soft laugh from Kenma, “but I wouldn’t be opposed to doing it again.”“I don’t think they will be either...” Kenma mused, “I’ll send you a copy of the vod, you can take notes and tell me what got your dick the hardest.”Keiji rolled his eyes as a warm blush took over his cheeks. It had to be Tetsurou that got him this heated... and he was already looking forward to their next time.