Gojyo\'s Guide to the Art of Lovemaking

Summary: With Sanzo angry at him, Goku runs to Gojyo for advice. Expecting to be teased, the boy is surprised when a more itivitive side of Gojyo emerges.

Disclaimer: Gensomaden Saiyuki is property of Minekura Kazuya.

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Sanzo/Goku, Gojyo/Goku, Sanzo/Goku/Gojyo

Warnings: Yaoi, lemon. If M/M sexual encounters bother you, then don't read my story.

Author's Note: My idea for this story was to have the Gojyo/Goku pairing be really funny and lighthearted. But as I started writing this chapter, I discovered that they too can have their tender moments. *fangirl sigh*

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*Gojyo's Guide to the Art of Lovemaking, Chapter Three*

"Mmm, Sanzo," Goku whispered, nibbling on his ear. The priest began to fully undress, and Goku's hands lingered over his pale skin.

Exposing himself, Sanzo led the boy's fingers over his hardness. As Goku gripped it, without hesitation began to stroke. Sanzo tensed, and his hands clung to the bed sheets. "Oh, God..."

Goku straddled him once more, and jerked him quickly, causing Sanzo to heave in ecstasy. Then, suddenly, Goku leaned down and took him in his mouth.

"Fuck," Sanzo ran his fingers through the boy'sr. "r. "Take... your pants off," he ordered, breathlessly.

Goku did as he was asked, unbuttoning himself as fast as he could. But, after realizing that this was *not* the kind of seduction Gojyo had told him to practice, he stopped.

It would be difficult trying to seduce Sanzo now that they had already reached third base. But then again, they had practically flown through first, second, and third in a matter of minutes. It couldn't hurt to tease him a bit.

"What is it?" Sanzo asked, lifting himself up.

Goku stared at him, half-smiling as he crawled off the bed.

"Where are you going? Goku?"

The boy continued to gaze at him with lustful eyes, and spoke softly, "You want to fuck me?"

Sanzo, agitated, stood up. "Isn't that why I came here?"

As Goku approached him, he reached out and stroked the side of his face. S, fo, forgetting his frustration, closed his eyes and kissed him lightly on the lips. Then, trailing his fingers from the boy's face down to his stomach, he fingered the silver button on Goku's jeans.

But as soon as Sanzo's hand reached the button, Goku turned away, and fell heavily onto the bed. With half of his face buried in a pillow, he demonstrated his best come-hither look, to the sheer annoyance of Sanzo.

Scoffing, the priest turned away and reached for his robe.

"Wait! Sanzo, what are you doing?"

"Obviously you're more interested in playing games."

Goku's grabbed his robe and clung to it helplessly. "No, you don't have to go! I'm sorry, I was just..."

"Let go." Sanzo's tone pressed against Goku's heart, and the boy's fingers reluctantly released the robe.

"Sanzo..." Goku pleaded. But the stubborn priest ignored him as he put on his clothes and left the room.

Alone, the boy sat himself on the hardwood floor and tucked his head between his knees. He understood why Sanzo got mad, but all he wanted was to make it last.

'I'm so stupid.'

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"So, you guys are on an adventure?" The curvaceous blonde giggled as she touched Gojyo's arm. "Does it ever get *hard?"

"Of course. But I'm a pretty adventurous guy, you know. Especially in the..."

Gojyo words were cut short by a loud noise. As he turned around to see where it was coming from, he stared in awe as Goku practically flew down the stairs that led to the hotel lobby.

"Hey, Gojyo! I'm so glad I found you! I need to talk to you!" the boy shouted as he clumsily ran down the steps.

"Tomorrow, Goku. I'm busy."

"No, it's really important! I need to talk to you now!"

Gojyo eyed Goku warningly. "I said *not* right now."

"Hey, do you mind if I take him for a second?" Goku asked the woman.

"Um, sure?"

"Cool! Thanks!" Grabbing Gojyo by the sleeve, Goku dragged him to the corner of the lobby.

"It'll be just a second, babe. I promise," Gojyo assured the woman. Then, turning to Goku he cautioned, "This better be important, monkey. I've got a hot date, who I'm pretty sure wants a piece."

"Wow, I didn't know this town had a red-light district," Goku said, laughing.

The blow that landed on top of his head nearly knocked him off his feet. "What the hell did you do that for?" Goku complained.

"Spit it out, monkey-boy! I don't have all day!"

Goku sighed as he rubbed his head. "Okay. Well, I did what you wanted me to do."

"You practiced?"

The boy nodded. "But... it didn't go so well."

"You didn't give him your constipated look, did you?"

"Shut up! I looked at him the way I looked at you! But, he got mad."

"Do you know why?" Gojyo asked, tapping his foot anxiously.

"I don't know, I guess I was a little late."

Looking at him impatiently, Gojyo sighed. "And?"

"And... I mean, I kind of decided to seduce him after we were already fooling around."

Gojyo lifted his head and laughed uproariously. "This is what you interrupted my date for?" Patting Goku on the shoulder, he turned to leave. "I'll talk to you in the morning."

"Wait! You're not even going to give me any advice!"

"Why should I? You know what you did wrong," Gojyo said uncaringly.

"Come on, he's really mad at me! I didn't think it was that big a deal, but..."

"Sanzo's short-tempered." Gojyo sighed. "You want to make him happy? Blow him."

"Gojyo..."

"Fine! But I'll only give you advice if you call me 'teacher.'"

"..."

Laughing, Gojyo began to walk away. "Kidding, monkey! But do me a favor and let me get this out of the way." He was about to point at the blonde-haired woman, but she was nowhere in sight. "Hey! Where'd she go?"
thinthink I saw her leave with the bellboy," Goku replied.

"Fuck."

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Sanzo lay in bed frowning while his hands rested upon his stomach. He contemplated masturbating, but a small sense of guilt kept him from finishing himself off.

He let out a deep sigh as he rolled onto his side. Maybe he did overreact, but what else was he supposed to do? 'I don't play stupid monkey games.'

But even though he was angry, the look on Goku's face when he left was...

"Pathetic," he decided. Sitting up in his bed, he ran his hand through his thick, blonde hair and winced at the ache between his legs. It was pathetic how, every time Sanzo got mad at him, he'd become direly melancholy, as if the world was coming to an end.

The clock read 4:35, time for them to eat. Sanzo rolled his eyes, dreading the thought of facing Goku. His moping always made him feel like a bastard.

A light knock on the door distracted his thoughts. "Who is it?"

"It's me." Hakkai opened the door slightly, and poked his head through. "I just wanted to say that it's 4:30 and Gojyo isn't back yet."

"Great," Sanzo muttered. "They better not complain when we leave without them."

"Where's Goku?"

"Hmph."

Hakkai paused as Sanzo huffily pulled his robe up. "Well, we could always bring them some doggy bags. Besides, we'll be eating again right before we leave."

"And that'll curb Goku's appetite?"

The green-eyed demon laughed. "You're right. Should we wait a little longer?"

"Yeah, I'd rather wait then deal with that shit."

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Gojyo and Goku sat ruefully on a bench behind the inn. Even the breathtaking sunset could not offset their sour moods.

"Goddammit! I'm out of smokes!" Gojyo deplored, angrily squeezing his empty pack. "Can this night get any worse?"

Goku rolled his eyes. "Stop complaining. It's not the end of the world."

"Well, I wouldn't be complaining if I was with that girl, instead of some smelly monkey!"

"You got laid yesterday, remember? So stop your bitching."

"*You* ruined *both* our dates, you moron!" Gojyo fumed. "So quit *your* bitching!"

"Why don't you make me?"

"Oh, now you're really going to get it!" Gojyo said, grabbing the boy's collar. "Hey- how did you know I got laid?"

"Dude, I could hear you all the way from my room."

"She was that loud, huh?" Gojyo flipped his hair. "So, I take it that's why you asked for my advice."

"Ha! *No!*"

"Oh, come on! You wouldn't have asked me for help if you didn't think I was skilled."

"Can we get on with it?" Goku frowned, for he wanted to make up with Sanzo as soon as he could. "I really need to know what I can do. Please?"

"Alright, alright. Although, I really shouldn't be helping you, especially after you chased away my date. Asshole."

Gojyo leaned back against the bench, and took a deep breath. 'What the hell does he want me to say? When a chick gets mad at me, I dump her. I've never been in a real relationship before. I don't know how this stuff works!'

"Hey, Goku?"

"What?"

"In all honesty, I don't know what to tell you."

"What?!" Goku stared at him incredulously.

Gojyo laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head. "I guess my best advice would be to wait it out. I mean, Sas ans an asshole. He probably pulled a hissy fit for the sake of pulling a hissy fit."

While his words made sense, for Goku that answer was not enough. "I don't like it when he's mad at me," he said, casting his eyes toward the sunset. "I really want to please him, and not just because I love him..."

For a moment Goku's lip trembled, but he bit it before he could even think about shedding a tear. "Never mind," he said, turning away.

"Hey! No! Cheer up!" Gojyo put his arm around the boy's shoulder. "It's not so bad."

"I don't know," Goku hesitated. He glanced at Gojyo, then grew embarrassed as he noticed a rare compassion in the half-demon's eyes.

Even Gojyo was taken aback at his sudden tenderness towards the boy. Goku *was* being overemotional, but there was something about his plight that he could relate to.

Not that he wasn't always keen on other people's emotions. That was one of his qualities that, for the sake of guarding his own feelings, he never liked to make noticeable. He was a good listener, but Gojyo could never bring himself to openly sympathize.

That is, unless it was with Hakkai. For some reason, he owed it to that man. But there was also something about him, his responsiveness and the fact that he never, *ever* judged him, that made him able to share his sorrow. It was nice having someone like that around.

'Maybe that's what Goku needs right now,' Gojyo thought. 'I always give him a hard time- maybe I owe it to him too.'

"Just spit it out. I know I tease you, but I really would like to know."

After the boy didn't respond, Gojyo squeezed his shoulder. "Hey, I know how you feel."

"No, you don't," Goku said softly. He sighed painfully as he remembered Sanzo's coarse words; 'Obviously you're more interested in playing games.'

'I don't try to play games,' he thought shamefully. 'I just want to impress you, Sanzo. Why can't you see that?'

"Let me guess," Gojyo said. "You try *so hard* to be in someone's favor, but..."

As he hesitated, Goku looked up curiously. He could sense regret in the half-demon's voice, and it was strange.

Gojyo proceeded to speak contritely. "No matter what, you always feel like a screw-up."

Despite wanting to say something, Goku continued to sit listlessly. But how could he answer to that? Gojyo had cheered hi on on several occasions; however, it was unlike him to *commiserate.*

"Trust me, monkey-boy, I know how it feels." His normally indifferent attitude was suddenly melancholy, and he paused for a moment, allowing his insight to bury itself deep within Goku's mind.

But as Gojyo stood up, his sadness seemed to leave as quickly as it had come. He stretched his arms out and yawned. "Well, its way past 4:00," he said. "We better go back inside, or Sanzo will have something else to bitch about."

"Yeah," Goku replied languidly, ignoring the half-demon's sudden liveliness. What was he trying to say about himself just then? What or who was he referring to?

"I'm really not good at figuring this shit out," Goku said aloud.

"Huh?" Gojyo spoke, in mid-stretch.

"Oh, nothing."

"Come on! You can't let Sanzo's temper tantrums get to you. Tomorrow he'll regret it, trust me."

"Gojyo?" Goku said as he looked up.

"Yeah?"

"I don't feel like going right now."

Gojyo stared at him suspiciously. "Are you sure? We're going out to eat, remember?" He moved closer to Goku's face and smiled. When there was no reply, he plopped himself on the bench.

"Well, I've got some cash. We can talk for now, and if you get hungry later..." His voice trailed off, as he realized that Goku probably wasn't listening. 'Damn, he's really torn up over this shit.'

"Maybe we can move on to the next lesson, huh?" he suggested spiritedly. "Goku..." he grabbed the boy's chin and forced him to look in his direction.

"I guess," he answered unenthusiastically.

"Great! Although you did screw up with Sanzo, I have faith that you know how to properly seduce. Now, what you need to learn is the correct foreplay method."

Goku's eyes perked up as he heard the word "foreplay." "Yeah?"

Gojyo nodded. "Uh huh. Why? You and Sanzo having trouble in that department?" He squinted at him slyly, then decided it was best not to tease. "Ah, that's okay. Tell me, what do you and Sanzo do for foreplay?"

"Well, we touch each other and I go down on him."

Putting his finger to his lips, Gojyo nodded. "I see... how long does this usually take?"

Goku pondered his question for a few seconds, then spoke hesitantly. "Um..."

"You rush through it, don't you?"

"Yeah."

"You gotta take your time, monkey. Does he ever go down on you?"

"No."

"NO?" Gojyo shook his head sadly. "Do you ever ask him to?"

"No... he's never offered."

"The hell if I'd put up with that! A man who won't blow me is no man of mine!" Gojyo shuddered as he imagined his life without blowjobs.

"Well, I don't know. I've never really had it so..."

"Wha...? You...? *Never*...???" His crimson eyes widened in appall. "Oh, Goku. That is a shame. Now I really need a cigarette."

"Is it that bad?" Goku asked.

"If only you knew. Next time you're together, you give him an ultimatum. 'Either blow me, or it's over.'"

Hearing his suggestion, Goku opened his mouth to protest. However, Gojyo *was* partly right. He deserved pleasure too- but instead of feeling bitter, he felt dejected. Not that he would ever break up with Sanzo over something as petty as a blowjob.

"Hey, you're not getting depressed again, are you?" Gojyo asked.

Goku shrugged. "Maybe..."

"Hey, Gojyo! Goku!" a cheerful voice shouted. Both of them turned around to see Hakkai and Sanzo walking towards the bench from the inn. "We were supposed to meet at four, remember?"

"Four? I thought Sanzo said five!" Gojyo called back. Then, turning to Goku he whispered, "Keep in mind what I said about Sanzo, okay?"

The boy nodded as they stood up from the bench.

"Where we headed?" Gojyo asked as the approached.

Sanzo grumbled. "You seem to have plans of your own. You tell me."

"Goku?" Gojyo asked. The three men turned to look at him.

It could have been his imagination, but there was certain heaviness that accompanied Sanzo's gaze. All of the men were looking at him, but it was his probing violet stare that made him feel slightly vulnerable.

"Goku!" The half-demon shoved him. "Where do you want to eat?"

"There was a restaurant near the marketplace that smelled good," he answered softly.

"Well, there you have it!" Gojyo exclaimed. "The hungry monkey has spoken!"

"I'm not a monkey, water sprite."

"What was that? You got something to say, say it to my face, monkey!"

As Gojyo and Goku bickered, Sanzo couldn't help but question their sudden rapport. What the hell were they doing, sitting on that bench together? He doubted anything romantic was transpiring, int intuition told him *something* was up.

And it was unlike Sanzo to be wrong. He could sense demon auras, evil motives, and hell, sexual tension from a mile away. Yes, sexual tension...

Sanzo clenched his fists as he watched Gojyo give Goku a wedgie. 'There's no way...' he thought in disgust. 'No way in *hell* I'm going to be jealous of *that* deviated freak.'

But, as Sanzo knew very well, any man who says he isn't jealous or possessive is a big, fat, liar.

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