Gojyo\'s Guide to the Art of Lovemaking

Summary: Sanzo finally goes apeshit, after suffering one too many humiliations. Will he give into Gojyo\'s suggestion that he become a student of his teachings?

Disclaimer: Gensomaden Saiyuki is property of Minekura Kazuya.

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: If you\'ve read this far, I doubt you have a problem with the following- yaoi, lemon, eventual M/M/M.

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

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

After his shower Sanzo attempted to go to sleep, but thinking about Goku had him tossing and turning in his bed. He wondered what the boy was doing at the moment, if he was by himself in his room, or worse- hanging out with Gojyo.

Sanzo rose from the bed and put his hands over his face. It was time he took Goku\'s infidelity like a man, not some miserable woman.

Leaving his room, he didn\'t bother pulling up his robe. There was no need for that. Even if Goku wasn\'t there, when he finally returned to his room he\'d be in for a big surprise. But what if he didn\'t come back? The thought made Sanzo twitch, but at least he\'d have proof that two two were fucking. Right now all he had was his intuition, and that made him feel like an asshole.

Holding his breath, Sanzo rapped lightly on the door to Goku\'s room. When there was no answer, he tried the doorknob, and sure enough, it was unlocked.

It was just like Goku to forget to lock the door, even though they were in danger of being attacked by Kougajii\'s assassins. \'Maybe he wants to be attacked,\' Sanzo thought as he shook his head. That was Goku for you. Always wishing for a fight.

As Sanzo opened the door, he half-expected Goku to be there, sitting on the bed, then jumping up excitedly. \"Hey, Sanzo!\" he\'d exclaim, with a huge grin on his face. But all the priest saw was a bed untouched, and beside it a small, brown backpack. He walked over to the bed and sat down, his arms resting in his lap.

Their relationship was so damn confusing. And what was it about the stupid little monkey that made him weak in the knees? Fate had brought them together, but was it fate that *kept* them together? It sure as hell wasn\'t a sense of responsibility, he knew that much. The only person Sanzo was responsible for was Sanzo.

The truth was, keeping Goku around felt entirely right. Just like when Goku kissed him for the first time. In fact, it felt *so* right that Sanzo immediately reached for his gun and aimed it at the boy\'s forehead. Of course, after a few seconds he realized the absurdity of such action, and put down the gun to yell instead. \"What the hell did you do that for!?\" he screamed at the top of his lungs, after which Goku gave him another kiss, and another, and another, until Sanzo was forced to return it.

Why had he grabbed his gun anyway, he wondered. Now that he thought about it, anger hadn’t been his ruling emotion at that moment. Maybe he was also a little afraid.

\'Afraid,\' Sanzo repeated to himself. The one thing that made him run for the hills was that detestable thing called love. The night his master was murdered, he swore to himself that he would never get that close to someone ever again. The anguish of losing the only person he had ever loved, and the guilt of not being able to protect him, was too much to bear. Sanzo would never again take such a risk.

But as everyone knows, keeping yourself from loving another person is pretty much impossible. Even for an anti-social Buddhist priest.

Hell, he even cared for Gojyo and Hakkai. Slightly, and in his own way. Maybe \"seeing with the eye of the heart\" was a factor in this stupid quest. Riiight.

That night they made out he and Goku also slept with each other, and despite the unholiness of it all it felt right also. Not that he was a devout Buddhist by any means. He drank, smoked, cursed, and killed. What was the point in sexual repression?

It was an exciting night, and the experience was new to both of them. Although Sanzo hated to admit it, it was nice letting down his guard, and allowing himself to be close to someone. Thinking about that night, he felt his body grow warm and excited. God, he wanted him. Now.

Sanzo set his gun on the table next to the bed, then slipped out of his robe. Goku could be back any second now. He pulled down his black silk boxers, baring the need he had for Goku, and his breath quivered as he let out a deep sigh. Gripping his hardness, Sanzo stared at the ceiling and imagined Goku on top of him. They had never done it like that before, but it was something Sanzo had always wanted to try.

With his gloved hand gently pulling, he continued to fantasize about Goku. Riding him, getting himself off while Sanzo held him and jerked him slowly. Then they would stop for a moment and embrace; showering each other with kisses, and moving their hands over each other\'s bodies, trembling and glistening with sweat…

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Due to their unresolved sexual tension, there was a sense of awkwardness as Gojyo escorted Goku back to his room. But they knew that acting on those primal urges would weigh heavily on their consciences, and if Sanzo found out, well, they might not live to tell of their adventures between the sheets.

Before they reached the door to Goku\'s room, Gojyo asked quietly, \"Do you mind if I grab that magazine I let you borrow? You know, the one with the two girls on the cover.\"

\"That one? Yeah, sure.\"

Gojyo smiled, as he muttered, \"I think your nickname should be cocktease, instead of monkey.\"

Goku nudged him in the rib before opening the door. \"Whatever, water sprite,\" he said, grinning. But the boy\'s smile faded instantly as he and Gojyo walked in on a certain someone who was engaged in *quite* the wanton activity.

Sanzo was half-naked, spread out on the bed with his hand in mid-stroke. His violet eyes widened at the appearance of the two men, and without hesitation he grabbed his robe to hide himself. \"What... the fuck?!\" Sanzo exclaimed, mortified.

At first, no one knew how to react. Goku felt the urge to run and hide, but his entire body was frozen in surprise. Gojyo was caught up in his admiration for Sanzo\'s nice package, and wondered if he should comment. Sanzo himself felt like reaching for his gun and screaming, but it would only make him look more foolish. Someone had to make a move.

To hell with the self-restraint. \"Get out,\" Sanzo growled as he pointed his gun at them, incensed at their delay. He was indisposed for God\'s sake, and there they were, standing there and staring at it like a couple of buffoons.

Gojyo and Goku jumped at the sound of his voice, and ran into the hallway. With their backs against the wall, they gasped for breath and stared at each other worriedly.

\"The least you could have done was shut the door, you insolent...!\" Sanzo screamed, a cataclysm of rage bursting forth from his mouth. \"You two pieces of shit better be in your rooms or I\'ll shove this gun down your throats!\"

Goku reached for the door, but Gojyo held out his arm to stop him. \"Hold it.\"

\"What are you doing?\"

\"Let me talk to him,\" the half-demon said. \"You know, calm his nerves.\" He smiled confiden but but Goku could tell Gojyo was just as weary about Sanzo\'s current state as he was. *They* had just walked in on *him* jerking off. This could very well be the last night they\'d ever see.

\"Hey, Sanzo,\" Gojyo called out carelessly, interrupting the priest\'s shouting.

\"Don\'t you know when to quit!?\" the priest yelled.

\"Let\'s talk, man.\" Gojyo winked at Goku, who opened his mouth in amazement.

\"Talk about what?!\" Sanzo continued to holler. \"The fact that I\'m in the middle of something, you fucking...\"

\"Look, I knou\'ru\'re mad,\" Gojyo continued to speak calmly. \"But it\'s not what you think.\"

Sanzo\'s hands shook, emotions swirling inside of him, a twister of rage, humiliation and anguish. He opened his mouth to rant and rave some more, but words could not escape the lump in his throat. Oh, he was bringing up he and Goku\'s affair, was he? It wasn\'t what he thought, huh? He considered firing at the opposite wall, but was afraid of aiming at them on a last-minute impulse.

Gojyo took the long pause as an opportunity to continue. \"See, it\'s like this. Goku...\" He walked into the doorway. \"... Has been honing his skills to impress you. Haven\'t you, Goku?\"

\"What? No!\" Goku said quickly. The boy threw his hands over his face. Even though Gojyo was sincerely trying to work things out between them, he sounded like a smart-ass. Sanzo would have none of that.

\"The little monkey\'s been concerned about his role in the bedroom. You understand that, right?\" He gazed intently at Sanzo as he spoke.

At first, Sanzo blushed and almost forgot about how angry he was. \"Wait- just what are you saying?\" Sanzo asked angrily, lifting his gun once more.

\"Ah, so you\'re curious?\" Gojyo asked. \"Is that something you\'d really like to know?\"

\"Gojyo, shut up!\" Goku protested.

\"Yes.\" Sanzo\'s gun was still aimed in Gojyo\'s direction, and the look on his face was dead serious. He wanted to know right here, right now, what those two had been up to behind his back.

\"I\'ve been teaching him a few tricks,\" he said as he casually walked towards Sanzo. Gojyo knew he was practically risking his life, but like Hakkai said, there was more to Sanzo than just his temper. And maybe if Sanzo hadn\'t been avoiding all this, he wouldn\'t have to be confronted in such a brash manner. This was only necessary.

Hearing Gojyo\'s words, the priest\'s hands began to tremble. Teaching him a few tricks?! \"I\'ll teach you a few tricks!\" he screamed, as his rage boiled over inside of him. He was so angry that he dropped his gun and took a flying leap at Gojyo, his arm reached out in an attempt to strangle him. At once his robe fell off his lap.

The two men fell onto the floor, and with Sanzo between his legs, Gojyo grabbed onto his hands to keep the priest from hitting him.

Goku stood motionless for a few moments, unsure of what to do, but rushed to help as Sanzo broke free of Gojyo\'s grip and wrapped his fingers around his neck. \"I\'ll kill you!\" he snapped. As Goku reached for Sanzo, the priest elbowed him in the stomach.

\"You\'ll kill me, huh?\" Gojyo choked, pulling his hands away from his neck. \"Not a chance!\" Using all his strength, Gojyo pushed Sanzo towards the bed. Within a second, the half-demon was face to face with him, holding his arms down with all his might. The two sat there for a moment, breathing heavily and glaring at each other, with Goku in the corner of the room, wide-eyed and shaking his head in awe.

Sanzo unclenched his fists and relaxed his legs. God, he was such an idiot. Being cheated on, getting caught masturbating, flipping out and being restrained.... What was next? Getting bitch slapped by Gojyo?

Not exactly.

The priest lost the staring contest by glancing down at his visible endowment. That was one thing he could add to his list. He attacked his foe pants-less. If he embarrassed himself anymore, he\'d probably shoot himself. \"Get the fuck off me,\" he muttered.

Gojyo\'s expression wavered as the priest swallowed his pride, and his crimson eyes filled with slight sympathy. Fearing his pity would be an insult to Sanzo he looked away, and still holding his arms he whispered in his ear, \"I\'m really embarrassed about what I did. I\'m sorry, Sanzo.\"

Sanzo held his breath, and for a moment he grew angry again. How dare he claim to be the one embarrassed! Did he have any idea the humiliation he was going through?

Yes, he did, and that\'s why he said it. Sanzo rolled his eyes and wondered why on earth he was accepting the stupid pervert\'s apology. Probably because not doing so would make him look like an even bigger jerk.

Gojyo slowly, *very* slowly, released his grip and sat beside him. \"Goku,\" he said, motioning for Sanzo\'s robe. The boy tossed it to Sanzo, and leaned against the wall nervously.

After handing Sanzo a cigarette, Gojyo lit his own. \"Damn, that was quite the workout. You mind if I talk to him alone, Goku?\"

\"Sure,\" the boy said. He looked troubled, and left the room quietly.

\"Shut the damn door this time,\" Sanzo muttered. He looked at his cigarette uncertainly, then took a drag.

\"Man, oh man,\" Gojyo said as he rubbed his neck. \"You got me good there for a second.\"

Sanzo glowered, one arm hugging his stomach. \"What the fuck do you want to talk about?\"

\"I think we need to have a man-to-man conversation.\"

\"Yeah, I figured as much. Now spit it out.\"

Gojyo sighed, and wondered how to word his thoughts correctly. \"Let\'s see... I know you\'re mad, and I know, even now, you want to kill me. But the little monkey just needed someone to turn to.\"

Sanzo\'s cracked his knuckles.

Oops. \"What I mean is, right now he feels...\" Gojyo hesitated, for one wrong phrase or tone could make Sanzo lose his temper again. \"He\'s feeling like... the only thing left for him to do...\"

\"I get it, okay!?\" Sanzo said, throwing his hands up in the air. His cigarette flew back and hit the window as Gojyo stared at him, flustered by his outburst. \"Goku isn\'t satisfied with me, and he\'d rather fuck someone who knows what the hell they\'re doing! Okay!?\" After a moment, Sanzo went back to smoking his cigarette, only to find it wasn\'t there.

\"Uh...\" Gojyo started. \"Anyway! What I was saying was this. Goku doesn\'t feel like *you\'re* satisfied with him, and therefore he came to me for advice. So quit with the self-pity, already... I mean, no offense.\" Gojyo looked away anxiously. \"Hope that came out all right.\"

At first, Sanzo grew offended. How dare he. How *dare* he! Then, after soaking in Gojyo\'s words, he realized that while Gojyo was, and would always be an idiot, he was right when he said that he needed to stop wallowing in misery. At least, until the next time it rained. \"Hmph.\"

\'Sounds like he agreed,\' Gojyo thought with relief. What was next? \"You know what you need?\"

\"I\'m not one for shitty advice. What?\"

\"I think you could use a few lessons yourself.\"

Sanzo scoffed. \"Just die.\"

\"I\'m not kidding,\" Gojyo said, as he stood up. \"We could all use a few lessons. Come on.\"

\"Okay, now you\'re getting on my nerves.\"

\"Come on!\" Inside, Gojyo was thrilled at the idea. Imagine, the opportunity of having two students, one of who was Sanzo. Sanzo! Turning that pissy monk into a sex god would be his ultimate accomplishment. Goku and Sanzo would make breathtaking whoopee, and everyone would live happily ever after, with Gojyo as the bearer of peace. The end.

Now if only he could persuade Sanzo. \"Dude! I won\'t tell a single soul, if that\'s what you\'re worried about.\"

\"If you ask me one more time, I\'m going to shoot you.\"

Gojyo flew onto the bed and grabbed Sanzo\'s gun. \"Not without this,\" he said, holding it up in the air.

\"Get the fuck out!\" Sanzo said as he stood up, but with enough sense now to keep his groin covered

\"Fine, fine. Here\'s your gun.\" Gojyo handed it to him and began to walk away. \"Sorry about all the trouble. The monkey\'s yours, and he always has been. Okay? Okay.\"

\"Wait.\"

Gojyo turned around slowly. \"Yes?\" he asked as he eagerly awaited Sanzo\'s response.

Sanzo sat down on the bed and lit another cigarette, inhaling the comforting fumes before he spoke. \"I\'ll take your stupid lessons, as long as you don\'t tell anyone.\"

Score. \"All right, monk. Good choice. I\'ll see you tomorrow. Glad we could work things out!\" Gojyo left into the hallway, and held his fist up in triumph. This was the beginning of a beautiful thing.

\"This doesn\'t mean I owe you anything, or that your \'teachings\' are of any value to me! Sanzo called out. \"He\'s lucky I didn\'t shoot him,\" Sanzo muttered afterward, as he made a promise to himself that after Gojyo\'s lessons there would be no more humiliation. After finishing his cigarette he crawled between the sheets of Goku\'s bed and waited for the boy to return.

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