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Public Indecency	By : Meggiez Category: +. to F > .hack//SIGN Views: 2263 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sooo...wow. There are going to be updates to this periodically. I just really wanted it published. I nearly lost the file, so I'm a tad paranoid. Enjoy!

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Kuhn stared down at the magazines along the windows of the Seven-Eleven, wasting time as Haseo got whatever he was shopping for. The Steam Gunner winked at the Grappler and Macabre Dancer that walked past, the girls giggling from the attention of the tall man. Even the schoolgirls walking behind the pair, blushed and tittered when he showed the same level of attention. Kuhn held back at an ungentlemanly smirk. If there was one thing Kuhn could do, it was women.

Kuhn’s chocolate colored eyes unfocused for a moment, looking at the reflection in the glass as opposed to through it. His Steam Gunner outfit was as very close to his avatar. The cloth was a mix of dyed tarp material, cotton, leather and faux fur. His gauntlets were amazingly crafted with hardened leather stretched over a light plastic frame. His gloves were soft doeskin. Of course, it had taken four females (one set of twins and two normal sisters) to manufacture his costume. It was amazing what a little attention and fucking women senseless could get him. That and he paid for the materials to ease his mind.

The Steam Gunner blinked, feeling desire beginning to burn in his groin, his body reacting to thought of how he paid for the labor of the costume. Not to mention, how often. Kuhn hid a smile and let his gaze rove over the reflection, checking on the location of the Adept Rogue. Haseo was standing at the register. A bag with the two-liter bottle and belts in case one snapped still in the Rogue’s hand. There was a box in his other, which Haseo was waiting patiently to pay for.

He couldn’t help but admire the detail that Haseo had gone into to make such a faithful rendition of his Avatar’s Third form. Kuhn was positive that Haseo had done it all himself. The stiff leather base with vacuum molded spikes impressive. Haseo crafted that long tail-thing on his back. The teen even put a metallic finish on the armor that formed the gold claws over his gauntlet knuckles. The spiked vambrace, gorget, codpiece, leg, foot and pauldron pieces were all made from the same molding technique, though the Rogue wouldn’t tell Kuhn what material he had used. The Steam Gunner didn’t understand how the dagger like pieces on the Rogue’s chest didn’t poke him.

Unlike Kuhn, who wore a wig since his hair wasn’t nearly as long as his avatar’s, Haseo had dyed his hair a chalky gray. Like Kuhn, Haseo didn’t wear contacts, but only because the Rogue’s color was the same bloody red.

The only thing different was there was no armor over the abs. Haseo had chosen to just paint the red markings on the skin. Seeing how Haseo was just as ripped as his avatar, Kuhn wasn’t entirely surprised. The Rogue had been getting sidelong glances from women on the street that day and requests for photographs (which were turned down until the Canard group finally bullied him into it).

Of course, since most of The World players at the Expo knew about the Terror of Death, it wasn’t from anyone who actually played The World. Actual players gave the teen a wide berth, not knowing if Haseo was the avatar’s actual character, but the uncanny likeness inspired wary and awe filled looks. Haseo blew past them with the same cold indifference he did in the game. The only thing Haseo was missing was the massive Scythe he usually equipped. However, The World Expo didn’t even allow mock weapons, which probably was for the best considering how intimidating the teen looked unarmed.

The white haired teen turned, sunset colored eyes meeting Kuhn’s gaze in the reflection before giving a slight smile on thin lips. Kuhn felt a shiver run down his spine and quirked a brow slightly to hide his reaction. There was something predatory about Haseo that set the Steam Gunner on edge. Kuhn wasn’t sure if it was such a bad thing, but it did make him feel curiously vulnerable to be alone with the Rogue.

Silabus, Gaspard (who was tall, but still managed to pull off the rotund cuteness which garnered so much gold in the game), Endrance (which is amazing that the hikkomori even left his house, let alone made a perfect replica of his avatar) and Atoli had been with them all day. Endrance was constantly touching the Rogue, making Atoli whine and sulk. Haseo, ignoring their antics with his usual lofty disdain, tolerated them both only for a short time before managing to untangle himself and walk beside Kuhn or Silabus. This didn’t last long, but it gave the group a break from the bickering.

Pi, who was working a booth, got them into different panels that they normally wouldn’t qualify for. Yata even visited, but the Macabre Dancer wasn’t dressed as his R:2 avatar, but a Wavemaster from R:1. Kuhn lost track of most of the people they had met from The World, except all the pretty girls he took the time to chat up. Kuhn was comfortable knowing that he’d have plenty of company for the next four nights.

In fact, the Steam Gunner was planning on meeting three girls at the after party Haseo and he was heading towards.

Kuhn hoped they reached it soon, because he seriously needed to take a piss. The one thing about Japan that was bothersome was the lack of public toilets. Seven-Eleven didn’t have them and most fast food restaurants were so packed full of people, it wasn’t worth the trouble of waiting. If one could even fit into the buildings due to the large number of cos-playing people packed in.

Haseo finally finished paying, dropping the box in his bag and turning to the Steam Gunner. The Rogue gave that sharp grin and Kuhn ignored the urge to swallow nervously. Haseo was younger and shorter than him, damnit. He refused to let the teen know that he was getting to Kuhn. Getting to him how, the Steam Gunner wasn’t sure.

Besides, Gaspard and Silabus were meeting them at the party. He wouldn’t be alone-alone with the curiously intimidating teen for much longer.

“They have everything you needed?” Kuhn asked the Rogue as they stepped back out onto the street.

“Surprisingly.” Haseo answered, giving Kuhn an appraising look out of the corner of those red eyes.

Kuhn fought the blush that was creeping up his collar. Where the hell is this coming from? Why does he make me feel so damn…awkward?

“No luck on the toilet?”

Kuhn winced and shook his head. The Rogue chuckled, which made gooseflesh rise along the Steam Gunner’s arms. Haseo jerked his head to the left.

“I think I know a place. It’s on the way to the hotel.”

The pair went through the alley to a set of stairs that rose into the darkness. Kuhn hesitated, until the Rogue gave the taller man a gentle push at the small of his back. Kuhn shot the teen an irritable look but started climbing the stairs. The streetlamps were only at the base of the stairs. There were softly glowing stones that were solar powered along the edges, but they were more for decoration than real lighting.

Ambiance was something the dim lighting gave. The shadows seemed to crowd the small stones, instead of flee from them. They walked in silence, though Haseo’s armor creaked lightly with each step. It took ten minutes—TEN MINUTES—for them to reach the top of the stairs. The Steam Gunner felt like he was going to literally explode. He felt sweat begin to break out along his skin from the tension and physical stress of walking up all those steps.

There was a small shrine at the top, complete with guardian dog statues on either side of the path; stone lanterns and a torii gate to walk through. The actual shrine was further in, the path lit by the glowing stones. The din of the city was barely a murmur at this height. It was pleasant, almost eerie.

“How did you find this place?” Kuhn asked, stumbling over to the trees and fumbling with the pants.

“I got here a day early. Scouted out the area.” The Rogue replied, his voice holding an undercurrent of anticipation.

Kuhn growled, pushing down the bothersome pants and leaned against a tree. He let go a stream of urine, sighing in relief as the pressure on his bladder eased. He pressed his face into his arm, paying no heed to the pants as they fell around his ankles. He also ignored the slight thrill of being indecent in public brought, too. He’d never just whipped it out and peed in public before…sober, at least. Yes, he was on top of a tall hill near a shrine far above the city, but it still counted.

The sound of urine hitting the ground faded, but Kuhn hesitated, enjoying the sense of exposing himself. He smiled a little, embarrassed before giving a quick shake and bending over to grab his pants. He suddenly felt warm, soft leather grip his ass, before circling to the front of his thighs.

Kuhn yelped, startled and pulled away, only to trip on the pants around his ankles and fall on his ass. He hissed in surprise, looking up to demand what the hell was going on when he felt his breath stick in his throat.

The light from the stones along the shrine’s path was weak, but it still threw the Rogue into start relief. The full moon was behind the boy, light breaking through the trees to outline the angles of the armor, making it more threatening. The shadows along the muscular abs were darker, the buckles and clawed gauntlet pieces gleaming in the scant light. The shadows clung beneath those bangs, though the rapacious grin allowed the light to play off his teeth.

He really did look like the Terror of Death.

Kuhn’s heartbeat quickened and the Steam Gunner tried to keep his breathing from following suit. He really was glad that the teen didn’t have a weapon, fake or not.

“Quit playing around.” The Steam Gunner grumbled, flushing. Haseo reached out a hand and the Steam Gunner took it, grasping the thick leather gauntlets around the wrist and careful to avoid the spikes. The teen pulled the older man up with surprising strength. Kuhn gasped, unbalanced with his pants still tangled about his ankles. He fell forward, trying to grab the Rogue to regain stability. Haseo shifted the grip on the wrist, flowing around the taller man’s body, wrenching the arm up and pressing the pads of his fingers into the exposed wrist. Kuhn gave a strangled cry, body arching as his arm was pulled painfully up.

“Shit!”

“I want you.” Haseo murmured in Kuhn’s ear. The blonde could almost see that possessive gleam in the sunset colored eyes. The taller man stiffened in shock. That mere statement was sending thrills through the Steam Gunner’s veins and tripping off various panic switches in his brain.

“I’m not interested in men, Haseo.” Kuhn replied, nervous despite his steady voice. The teen had his arm in a vice grip. His heart thudded heavily in his chest, heat gathering in his body. “I like women.”

“Oh, I think you should give me a chance.” Haseo replied, digging his fingers into the sensitive, exposed insides of Kuhn’s wrist. There was a whisper of pinpricks along the exposed flesh from the claw tips. “You seem like my type. Likes to be ordered around by someone. Always up for a little humiliation. Why not get on your knees?”

Chills raced down the blonde’s spine. When he went to move, the teen just locked the arm further up, incapacitating the Steam Gunner with pain. The Rogue bore down on the arm forcing the tall man to his knees.

“Good Kuhn.” The teen sounded satisfied and the blonde sensed the teen maneuvering behind him.

“What do you mean, I’m ‘up for humiliation’?” Kuhn gritted out, arm reaching forward blindly as his captured arm screamed in pain. His gloved fingers dug into the grass, trying to find his feet mentally.

“Childishly hitting on any female, ignoring age and possible real gender. You like the attention everyone gives you. You’re always looking for someone else to tell you want to do. You thrive on it.” Haseo leaned forward, tongue gliding over the shell of the sensitive ear. Kuhn shivered as need raced like fire down to his groin. The teen presence behind him was overwhelming and somewhat stimulating. “I will give it to you. I’ll even make you beg me for it. I’m just that thoughtful. Get that tunic ready to be taken off, Kuhn.”

Kuhn hesitated for a moment, till he sensed the Rogue shifting behind him. Fearing more pain, the Steam Gunner reached up and pushed the front flap of his tunic to the side and unzipped the top. The grind of the zipper teeth was like a dull roar in the still night air. The Rogue’s growl of approval sent more shivers down the Steam Gunner’s spin.

“You can do better than that, Kuhn.” The teen’s voice was like dark velvet, making the blonde begin to shiver with a feeling he wasn’t all too sure he wanted to examine.

Kuhn unhooked the collar, the teen shifting with his body as he tried to take off the tunic one handed. The heavy cloth was difficult, but the teen didn’t offer any assistance. It took some maneuvering, but Kuhn did get the long, cumbersome tunic to where it was only hanging on his captured arm.

“Nnn…” The tongue darted out and lashed into the blonde’s ear, earning a sharp gasp of shock. “You do as I tell you, you get rewarded. Don’t…and I will make this exceptionally unpleasant for you…”

Kuhn panted softly, confused by his body’s reactions. He was hot, literally hot. His could feel the sweat gathering on his flesh, even exposed to the cool night air. There was a restlessness quivering inside him that he’d never experienced before. The dark eyes closed, his other senses seeming to sharpen as molten fire roiled in his belly. The claws pricked the flesh of his wrist and he mewled in surprise.

“Mmm…” the thoughtful sound held undercurrents of amusement, which made the Steam Gunner burn more. “Do you understand, Kuhn? If so, say ‘Yes, Haseo-sama’.”

Kuhn felt humiliation rise up in him. His jaw locked in place and he didn’t answer. Haseo chuckled darkly, that maniacal grin flashing in the blonde’s peripheral before the Rogue’s free hand reached down to the Steam Gunner’s flat stomach. Kuhn watched as the fingers flexed and he realized that the claws were real metal. Not to mention sharp. They pressed lightly and Kuhn’s stomach flinched back in surprise at the sing of pain. Haseo hummed before dragging his claws up the Steam Gunner’s stomach, eliciting a shocked scream. The flesh burned in the claw’s path, flesh twitching.

“Yes! YES! I understand Haseo-sama!” Kuhn cried, pain screeching across his senses. He could see the red tracks from the claws, the blood beginning to well in the shallow cuts. Panic scrambled the blonde’s senses. “I understand! Haseo-sama!”

“Oh, good. Good boy.” The teen kissed the exposed throat, enjoying the involuntary shiver from his captive. The Rogue grabbed the Steam Gunner’s free arm, twisting it up as he released the other. “Take off the top.”

Kuhn complied quickly, body shaking as he stared at his bloody stomach. What caught his attention next was his awakening cock. The member was beginning to swell while the teen’s teeth played along his jugular suggestively. The pulse was jumping under those white teeth and Kuhn bit his lip to hold back another mew of pleasure.

“Such a good boy. Now stand.” Haseo didn’t really wait for Kuhn to follow orders, just wrenching the arm up to make the Steam Gunner follow. “Forward.”

The blonde shuffled forward, not really paying attention. His eyes were too wide, bewildered at the events. He was bewildered as his body was shoved over a stone lantern, the hard rock top pressing into his cut abs. He felt the prick of the claws resting on his back and went still.

“Take off your gauntlets, Kuhn-chan.” Haseo whispered against the blonde’s ear. The blonde complied after a moment of hesitation. “Put your arms through the opening.” Haseo ordered, claws idly flexing against the Steam Gunner’s flesh and creating light lacerations on the near perfect skin.

Kuhn did as he was told, awkwardly pushing his hands into the lantern’s opening. Haseo reached down and did a surprisingly quick job of restraining both wrists against the stone frame with two thin belts.

Haseo stepped back, admiring the ass on display. He wanted to drag his claws down those flawless thighs, trace the curves of the ass and tease a couple of screams out of the Steam Gunner. Mark Kuhn as his like a cat would a tree. The blonde’s body shuddered, as if he could sense Haseo’s covetous thoughts. The malicious grin played on the teen’s lips as he grabbed the bag from beside the blonde’s top. He set the things he’d carried from the hotel and the kit he’d bought from the seven-eleven down, kneeling by the ass.

“Put your ass in the air.” The Rogue commanded, smiling when the knees straightened more, bringing the tight pucker to the kneeling teen’s eye level. Haseo leaned down, dragging his tongue along the back of Kuhn’s knee, getting a whimper in response. The leg jerked and twitched under the tender organ’s teasing. The Rogue noticed with amusement that the taller man’s length was hard. “Good boy. You keep it in the air.”

Haseo pulled out an enema kit, pressing the rubber tube into the pucker with a quick jab. Kuhn jumped, yelping in shock at the surprise entry.

“Haseo! What the—” Kuhn started until he felt stinging line down the inside of his thigh. He gave a warbling cry and stilled. There was a sensation of something wet trickling from the burning mark. Shivering, he felt the tube press further into his ass. He panted harshly, fear warring with the strange desire that was making his head swim.

“I have to get you ready, Kuhn-chan. You have to hold it all in till I tell you it’s ok.” The teen ordered in a bland voice. Haseo was having trouble keeping his desire in check, it was only iron will that kept him from needlessly just hurting Kuhn for the delicious, pain filled cries. He could tell that Kuhn would probably enjoy it, but there was more pleasure in drawing out the act. “Don’t fight it.”

Kuhn felt something cool begin to flow into his ass. He gasped and jerked in surprise. The sensation stopped and Kuhn relaxed. Then he felt something rough wrap around his testicles and cock, pulling tight and segregating the organs violently. His body went rigid in pain. His mouth opened wide and head thrown back, he let out a howl. At least, he tried to. Something leather was jammed into his mouth, gagging back to the sound and forcing the jaw to remain open uncomfortably wide.

“Haseo-sama.” The Rogue corrected, sounding amused as he looked down at the Steam Gunner, trussed and gagged for the Rogue’s sexual pleasure. He settled back at the taller man’s ass and picked up the enema funnel. Haseo caressed the tightly bound cock for a moment before tying the cord in a knot that could be tightened with a pull, but wouldn’t release. “Remember the rules. Be good and I’ll do something nice for you.”

Haseo picked up the two liter bottle of water and baking soda mix, licking the back of the knee again and nipping the tender skin playfully. He fully intended to give Kuhn the night of his life.

Kuhn gasped wetly and shuddered as the enema started once more. Haseo kept the ass in the air as the cool liquid began to fill his intestines. It felt like eternity. His stomach felt cramped and distended with the liquid. It sloshed with miniscule movements. It threatened to leak out. He concentrated on holding it in, afraid of what would happen if he didn’t. Those claws were wicked sharp. He whimpered and groaned, body protesting the amount of fluid. Haseo made shushing noises leaving careless, biting wounds along his ass and thighs. Finally, there was no more fluid entering the rectum, but the amount already inside was fighting to leave.

“Keep that asshole tight. I can put more in if you don’t hold this amount in, Kuhn-chan.” The Rogue licked the knees once more, smiling as the hole tightened around the tube. He kissed up the wounds on the thighs, enjoying the coppery taste of blood. “If I have to do that, I have to leave you out here, like this while I go make more. Think if someone stumbled upon you like this. I wonder what they would do to you first?”

The imagery Haseo conjured up made trepidation rise in the Steam Gunner—and a bit of lust. There was a part of him that liked the idea of being debauched by strangers. A different part knew it was unlikely that the teen would be willing to share. Both thoughts were arousing him to the point that the physical discomfort was being eclipsed.

There the creak of leather and movement. The tube was slowly pulled free, Kuhn groaning and shivering while it exited. It popped free and the sphincter tightened quickly to keep the fluid inside. The Steam Gunner heaved and whimpered at his cramping guts complaints mixing with the dizzying desire.

Haseo grabbed onto the blonde’s blue wig, ripping it off. The bobby pins holding it in place scrapped the blonde’s scalp, catching and pulling some thick blonde strands out. The teen’s mouth turned up into that eerie grin at the confused keen. The Steam Gunner blinked his vision clear, watching the Rogue with panicky, teary eyes, body trembling with the need of release. The teen reached down and undid the catch holding on the codpiece, letting his cock spring free. Eight inches from root to tip, swelling to a thick six-inch girth and already weeping.

There was a rustle and gasp and the two turned to see a shocked Silabus standing in the torri gate. There was a frozen moment while the three men just looked at one another. Silabus’s eyes took in the sight before noting Kuhn’s tunic and gauntlets on the ground. He licked his suddenly dry lips and looked at the two men again.

Kuhn felt heat flush down his body as Haseo fisted his hair. The nails scored his scalp and he moaned in spite of the discomfort of his cramped belly and painfully restricted cock and balls. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Haseo began to rub the swollen head along the Steam gunner’s cheek, red eyes heavily lidded as he watched the Blade Brandier.

“We seem to have company.” The Rogue said in a throaty voice, enjoying the feeling of rubbing his cock on the blonde’s face. His leaking cock left glistening trails of pre-cum that gave Kuhn’s face an artificial sheen. He listened to the Steam Gunner attempt to stifle heated moans.

Silabus didn’t move. He could only stare, mouth parted slightly as he panted in arousal, at the sight. Kuhn was bound to a stone lantern…ass in the air…stomach distended…an enema kit on the ground near the pair…a half empty two liter bottle…Haseo pretty much fucking Kuhn’s face…the gag keeping the majority of the Steam Gunner’s noises…trembling, sweat covered body…pants around the ankles. Silabus felt his entire body burn, his pupils dilating and his cock harden. Haseo’s mocking smile at the college student’s gaze locked on those thrusting hips made him febrile.

The Blade Brandier felt a little sick, but those pained, pitiful, begging noises Kuhn emitted was making him so hot. He watched the Rogue’s hips twitch to rub his cock against the blonde’s cheek again. Silabus felt his fingers fist into his tunic, but he didn’t move otherwise. He wanted to watch, to see what the Rogue was going to do.

Kuhn grunted and moaned in defeat, pucker trembling with the effort to hold in the fluids. He didn’t think he would last much longer. His stomach roiled and contracted painfully. Haseo glanced down and gave a toothy grin as he walked so that Kuhn’s body was between the Rogue and Blade Brandier, giving Silabus an uninterrupted view as he touched the trembling ass cheeks.

“Give our guest a show, Kuhn-chan.” Haseo instructed. Kuhn gave a pained moan, head shaking back in forth in refusal. Haseo merely chuckled, reaching down and dragging a sharp claw around the tight pucker. The hole trembled, but held. Haseo crooned pleasure at the sight of the struggling crinkle. He pressed the cheeks apart with his fists, rolling his sharply to dig the spiked knuckles into the tense flesh and forcing the hole to wrench open and pressed the stomach roughly into the stone.

Silabus felt his cock fidget and groaned. He grabbed the Steam Gunner’s tunic from the ground thoughtlessly, tangling his fingers into it.

“MMMMNNNNFFF! NNNNNN!!!!” Kuhn forced out, body clenching as he felt the water jet from his ass in a torrent. He could hear the spray hitting the ground in the distance and groaned at the sensation of release. His cramped innards kept the stream going hard, clumps of feces soon spurting free along with the copious amounts of fluid. He writhed and whimpered at the thrilling stimulation of being watched, bringing tears streaming from his eyes at the accompanying sense of emptying bowels. He didn’t know how long it took, but he felt strangely light when the last bit of water squirted free and trickled down his bound genitalia.

“You’ve made a mess, Kuhn.” Haseo pointed out, voice thick with lust. The Rogue picked up the bottle and enema kit. His cock was pulsing and jerking at the sight of the fettered blonde. He watched the flushed Blade Brandier with a smile, enjoying the other man’s arousal at his handiwork. “But I need to make sure you’re clean.”

“Mmmmnnnnn…” Kuhn moaned, body sagging until more flesh on his thigh was laid open by the sharp claws. He trembled as the tube pressed back into his rectum, sniffling wetly and giving a long whine. His cock felt too big, too tight. As if it were going to explode as the cool water began to fill the depths once more.

Silabus watched as Haseo forced another liter of fluid into Kuhn. Haseo left cuts along the Steam Gunner’s spine, tracing the blood with his tongue and making the college boy swallow. He wanted to urge Haseo on, to fuck the taller man. He kept himself in check, relishing the sweet torment of the wait, licking his lips nervously. This was not his game and, if he was honest with himself, he wasn’t invited. Haseo was mastering the blonde with such a deft hand. It was a work of art, and like art, it had to be observed in silence to be appreciated.

Besides, if he overstepped his bounds, he might be evicted.

The Steam Gunner held in the enema for three long minutes, his muffled complaints and whines music to the Blade Brandier’s ears. Haseo watched Silabus with those hooded eyes, giving another predatory grin as he forced the ass to let the fluid stream free, quirking a brow at the voyeur as the Steam Gunner finally emptied his bowels again.

There was only the panting of Silabus and Kuhn for a moment before Haseo took the belts off the Steam Gunner’s hands and forced the blonde up, pulling him past Silabus. The Bland Brandier kept his hands to himself, enjoying the sight of Kuhn stumbling after Haseo like an ungainly puppy on a lead. Like any pet, Kuhn kept his dark eyes trained on his Master. The Steam Gunner’s bloated, punished cock surging steadily to the blonde’s heartbeat.

Haseo paused in front of a guardian dog statue. He jerked Kuhn forward, giving an extra push to make sure the Steam Gunner slammed into the unyielding stone. Kuhn grunted at impact, but his arms were lashed around the rock before he thought to move away. Kuhn was forced flush against the statue’s chest, the figure being too tall for him to lift his bound arms over it.

Haseo moved behind the blond, spreading the ass cheeks wide and digging his claws into the meaty flesh. Kuhn whimpered and moaned, the pain blossoming into pleasure after the initial shock. He felt moist, warm pressure sweep past his pucker and gave a throaty groan.

Silabus echoed the noise, hips thrusting forward in reflex at the sight of Haseo happily rimming the blonde. Silabus moved closer, eyes frozen on the vision of that deft organ dipping into the pucker and around it. He rubbed Kuhn’s tunic against his crotch scrutinizing the blonde’s cock and balls twitch with the sweeping presses. It was so arousing. He just wanted to watch Haseo tear into that ass. That’s all. Then he wanted to…Silabus gave a shaky sigh and whimpered. Haseo pressed his clawed thumbs into the pucker and wrenched the hole open. Kuhn’s muffled cries of distress making Silabus dart his tongue across his lips and thrusting against the tunic once more.

Haseo’s tongue dipped into the hole and out, stretching the sphincter. Silabus’s lusty reactions just fed into the Rogue’s desire to fuck the Steam Gunner senseless. The Steam Gunner was acting as if he didn’t want it, but the crinkle being spread by his thumbs was beginning to relax, only twitching to try to close around Haseo’s invading organ like a greedy lover.

He wanted to master the Steam Gunner in front of the Blade Brandier. Maybe even make the Steam Gunner suck the college boy’s cock while Haseo pounded that ass. No, he wouldn’t. He refused to share anything about the Steam Gunner tonight, if ever. The blonde wouldn’t serve two masters. Only Haseo. He would beg Haseo to dominate him.

Content with the preparation, Haseo held the pucker open with one thumb, grabbing the lube and poured it in the hole.

Kuhn gasped and angled the ass towards the teen at the sensation of the lube gathering in his rectum. Haseo held his desire in check. He couldn’t believe how sexy Kuhn was as a wanton bitch at his command. Breathing shallowly, he drizzled lube over his cock as he stood. Silabus gave a pained groan, his eager pants matching Haseo’s.

Haseo pressed his cock at the eager, cleaned pucker. He groaned, red eyes watching Silabus through his lashes as he entered the tight passage. Kuhn writhed and whined at the pressure at his ass.

It was more uncomfortable than the Steam Gunner had been expecting. As slow as Haseo was being, it was still persistent and the forced entry’s pain tangled with the mind numbing pleasure of being watched. Of having no choice but to give Silabus a show, his body more of an object for others to find pleasure in taking whatever they wanted, than an actual person. The enjoyment of being used in such an intimate way in a public setting making him feel curiously detached until Haseo forced the Steam Gunner back into the present and away from the euphoria with deftly applied pain.

Silabus breathed heavily and whimpered as he touched his hard cock through his costume. Haseo gave a lazy, feral grin as he pumped shallowly, slowly, into Kuhn. Just letting the top bit of his shaft in before popping the swollen head free to force entry once more.

“HNN!” Kuhn let the tears leak from his eyes. His body trembled at the cold and strain. Each re-entry was a reminder that he was under someone’s control. His cock painfully hard, but restricted in such a way that no relief could be achieved. The Blade Brandier watched as he was violated and was taking obvious pleasure in it. The Steam Gunner clenched his teeth tightly on the gag, squeezing his eyes shut at the careful invasion by the Rogue. It was driving him over the edge.

“Looks like you have a fan, Kuhn.” Haseo growled, running his hands down the blonde’s sweaty back, claws grazing but not opening the flesh. He reveled in the older man’s reaction, pressing the taller man’s torso into the hard stone of the statue until he forced a soft moan.

Haseo paused, admiring the view of his shaft sticking from the asshole. He could feel the tremor of Kuhn’s body. Though if they were from pleasure or pain, it didn’t matter to the Rogue at this point. His mind was focused on the sweltering passage he was barely inside. Kuhn ceased being a person and had become his. He took a deep breath, tensing before slamming hilt deep into his bound possession.

“MMMMNNN!” Kuhn grunted, eyes wide as pain and pleasure warred inside his body, chest abrading painfully against the statue. The blonde vaguely heard Silabus moan in unison with Haseo’s growl of pleasure. He bit savagely at the gag, legs struggling against the pants tangled about his ankles, arms scrabbling to pull him up the statue and away from the invading phallus. His stomach cramped and he felt an urge to be sick. It was too much, too fast!

“None of that bitch!” Haseo forced his knees between the Steam Gunner’s, spreading them wide as he angled his thrusts up. He grabbed the blonde hair, pulling the taller man down and growling. He savagely sliced a wound along the front of Kuhn’s thigh. The older man froze in shock, the pain from the wound overpowering the dozens of tiny stings from the other cuts, distracting from the sick feeling in his gut and reawakening the pleasure.

Haseo continued to pound, changing his angle to find and punish the prostate with each stroke. Kuhn’s cries turned into wanton moans and whimpers, body being battered against the unyielding stone. The sharp sounds of wet, slapping flesh against leather and grunting groans making a steady rhythm.

Silabus pulled out his hard cock and stroked to the savage pace that Haseo kept up. He pressed the Steam Gunner’s tunic against his nose, eyes fastened to the white haired teen’s domination of the older man. He moved closer, watching the dark brown eyes of the Steam Gunner glaze over with pain and pleasure.

Haseo yanked out roughly, relishing the confused, shameless cry it garnered from Kuhn. He unlashed Kuhn’s arms from the statue, forcing the Steam Gunner on his back. The dazed older man didn’t even notice as the Rogue settled between his pant bound ankles.

Haseo quickly pushed the ankles to either side of Kuhn’s head, forcing the blonde head up to hook the pants behind Kuhn’s neck. The Rogue lashed the wrists together as an afterthought.

Kuhn moaned as Haseo reached, pulling out the gag. His dark eyes grew wide with concern when he saw the Rogue placed his claws on the exposed chest. He panted, biting his lip to keep from making a mew of lust. His gaze flicked to Silabus, who was jacking off furiously, panting and sweating along with the pair.

“Haseo–what—“ he managed before Haseo drove back into the Steam Gunner’s ass, battering past the prostate and dragging quick, shallow cuts across the blonde’s hairless, sweaty chest. The pain tore through his senses, a sense of euphoria chasing after it. Stars burst in his vision. “GAAAH!”

Silabus gave a startled gasp, his face somehow becoming hotter as he watched the blood well in the trails the nails left. He fell to his knees, fisting his cock slowly to hold off the orgasm. He couldn’t believe he was watching this, allowed to view it. He was only a couple of feet from the fucking couple; their body’s throwing off enough heat that the Blade Brandier could feel it. The smell of sex, blood, sweat and leather mixed in the air like an exotic perfume. Silabus bit his lip, wanting to egg them on, but so caught up in the spell; he didn’t want to take the chance of breaking it.

When Kuhn began to try to get his arms free, the Steam Gunner found that his arms were trapped beneath the tangled legs.

“You like this, don’t you bitch?” Haseo taunted, panting harshly as he watched his prey’s dark eyes roll up and listened to the mewling answers. He grabbed the cord that bound the taller man’s genitalia and gave a furious yank. “Answer me!”

“HNN! FUCK YES!” Kuhn cried, vision beginning to gray. He barely comprehended the satisfied shout of the dominating Rogue. The Steam Gunner’s prostate getting more attention from the plunging phallus, his cock and balls seemed to become more swollen with need. He needed to cum, wanted to cum. The cord held his orgasm in check, making him cramp and cringe in the overwhelming sensations. It was over stimulus with no release and he would do anything for the Rogue to let him just shoot his load. “Fuck me, Haseo…FUCK ME HASEO-SAMA!”

Haseo howled, burying his cock hilt deep and emptying his seed into the twitching, scorching depths. He panted, giving sharp thrusts with each spurt and digging his claws into the thighs.

Silabus gave a yell, shooting his cum into the tunic and rutting it against it wildly. The Rogue filling that dominated ass with cum a provocative sight. Silabus hissed in pleasure, trying to burn the image into his memory for later jack off sessions.

Kuhn whimpered, his body throbbing. He felt like his flesh was burning up, body coiled too tight…like it was going to melt off. He rocked his ass against the still hard cock, trying to find the orgasm that was just out of his reach. He growled incoherently, trying to get his arms free to touch his begging cock.

Haseo watched the blonde writhe and buck, feeling desire starting to burn in his groin anew. He knew Kuhn would be a good, willing bitch. It was seductive just how easily the blonde slipped into the role. All he’d needed was a strong, firm hand to show the Steam Gunner how to behave. The Rogue wanted to see Kuhn beg for it. He pulled out his cock, breath hitching at the dismayed cry from Kuhn.

“Don’t stop…I need…” The blonde looked devastated, the pucker clutching tight and opening, as if to beckon the Rogue to fuck it more. Cum spurted erratically between each clench. The leather creaked as the white haired teen stood over the Steam Gunner, still in his armor with his cock becoming a half chub and leaking semen.

“You want to cum, don’t you, bitch?” Haseo rasped, enjoying the fervent groan from Silabus. Kuhn licked his lips and nodded, face flushed and hair plastered along his cheeks. Those dark chocolate eyes were eyeing that slowly rising cock with desire. “Beg me. Beg to suck my cock. If you can get it up again, we’ll see.”

“Haseo-sama…” Kuhn whimpered. He cleared his throat, glancing at Silabus near his head. The college student’s eyes were intense as he watched the Steam Gunner. The dark eyes flicked back to the red ones. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Desire made his skin feel too tight at being forced to beg, that Silabus had a wanton, hungry expression as he watched Haseo master the blonde.

It wasn’t right, but he was enjoying the dirty, wicked sensations of it being so wrong. He’d never had a man before, let alone fucked in public. It was sinfully delicious that he wanted to hesitate to feel more punishment to make his blood run like fire through his veins.

Haseo snickered, as if divining the blonde’s desire. The Rogue reached down, dragging bloody tracks down the Steam Gunner’s thighs, getting debauched moans from Silabus and Kuhn.

“What is that, bitch? Speak louder!” Haseo commanded, feeling his cock twitch with need. His head felt light and he watched steam rise from the blonde’s sweaty skin as he panted.

“I wanna suck…your cock. Please…Haseo-sama…lemme suck your cock.” Kuhn grated out. Haseo made a pleased noise, freeing the legs from the pants to leave the blonde completely naked. He left the wrists bound, pulling the Steam Gunner up to his knees by the hair.

“Do you know how to suck cock, bitch?” Haseo asked, eyeing Silabus as the Blade Brandier shoved his pants to his knees and began to work up his own cock. He gave the shy student a fierce grin. “Have you ever sucked cock, bitch?”

“I can do it.” Kuhn rasped, blushing intensely. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, but his body pulsed with feverish pleasure at the thought. He leaned forward, letting the claw tips digging in his scalp guide his movements.

Kuhn took the head into his mouth slowly, thinking about all the times he received a blowjob from the girls he fucked before. He rolled the soft head with his tongue; working his mouth down the shaft slowly.

“Mph...umph…mmnnn…” He managed to work the slowly hardening member all the way in his mouth, pressing his nose against Haseo’s groin. He thrummed his throat, letting the vibrations tease the organ. There was a flare of vindictive satisfaction at Haseo’s hiss of pleasure.

The teen couldn’t hide his surprise at the blonde’s astonishing level of talent Kuhn’s mouth and tongue was displaying. His cock jumped and grew in the hot cavern, Kuhn pulling off and shallowly bob his head down the shaft of the massive cock. The blonde obviously understood his limits and Haseo was impressed by the eagerness he performed. Haseo glanced up to see Silabus watching him closely, eyes heavy as he thrust his hips at the air in time with Kuhn’s bobbing head. Vibrations danced from his cock to his groin, pulling his gaze down to lock eyes with the Steam Gunner. Those dark eyes were intense, demanding that attention be paid to him, instead of the audience.

“You’ve got one sexy mouth, Kuhn. You like performing for others?” The white haired teen smirked when the flush crept up the blonde’s face again. He fought the urge to drive his cock down that thrumming throat. The last thing he wanted was to push too much and get stomach acid all over his cock. “You ready to get to the main event again?”

Haseo pulled his cock out, eyeing the swollen, slightly parted lips. The Rogue pulled the Steam Gunner up by the grip he had in that blonde hair.

“You’re going to kiss me now, bitch.” He reached out, the claw on his thumb pulling down the bottom lip slightly before leaning forward and slanting his mouth.

Kuhn felt the soft brush of Haseo’s breath on his lips, then the soft pressure of the teen’s lips. It was soft, before becoming more insistent and finally, the hot stab of the tongue invading his mouth. The taste of the Rogue filled the Steam Gunner’s senses, sugary sweet with a salty under taste. Kuhn let his mouth be guided open, feeling the organ chase Kuhn’s, teasing and seducing with languid movements. Kuhn pretended not to like it, evading for a breathe before finally darting forward to tease the Rogue in return when the teen wrenched fist full of hair threateningly. Kuhn moaned into the other mouth, taunting and enticing with deft movements of his own. Cock sucking may be a new talent, but kissing was something he’d had plenty of practice in.

Liquid heat gathered at Kuhn’s groan, adding to the inferno and cramping pressure already built up there. He fidgeted with his bound hands, touching Haseo’s chest pleadingly as his mouth turned desperate when the Rogue began to sadistically feed on him by swallowing the cries and forcing the Steam Gunner to follow his lead.

Haseo ripped the blonde’s head back savagely, scoring the reaching arms.

“I didn’t say you could touch me, bitch.” The Rogue hissed maliciously, enjoying the flash of pain in the Steam Gunner’s face that was chased by a lascivious expression. Haseo settled back on his ankles, spreading his knees. “Sit on my dick, bitch. Ride me.”

Kuhn mewed in shameless want. He shuffled foreword on his knees, but a clawed hand stopped him.

“Turn around. Give the audience a look at the faces you make when I fuck you.” Haseo directed with a grin. Kuhn gave a whimper and turned, as ordered. He was facing Silabus as he got in position, legs on either side of the Rogue’s spread knees. The hard spikes pressed into his flesh and his breath hitched in need at the blossoming pain. A gloved hand rested on the small of his back, guiding him down. “You like being watched, you slut. You like the attention. How would you feel if I taped this and made you watch yourself get fucked? Grab my cock. Mmm…just like that…now…guide it in your hungry ass.”

Kuhn was panting, grasping that heavy cock. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was at the Rogue’s suggestions. He pressed his hole against the cock head, his head wrenched up to be forced to watch Silabus’s hungry, lustful expression as he stroked his cock to Kuhn’s performance. He lowered himself, letting a mewling cry of pain-tinged satisfaction as the thick member began to force past the ring and into the sultry depths of his ass.

“Put your hands behind your head, bitch. I don’t want you touching that needy dick of yours.” Haseo commanded, his body wanting to drive into the ass once more, but wanting Kuhn to ride him more. Kuhn’s bound arms moved up and Haseo grabbed them with his free hand, forcing them to bend down. “Pick up the pace bitch or you don’t get to cum. I want you to hurt that lily white ass on my cock.”

“Yes, Haseo-sama!” Kuhn gasped in a vehement keen, driving his ass painfully hard on the cock. Silabus jerked, hips thrusting and gasping at the sight. Kuhn’s eyes became sightless as he forced his body up and down, glorying in the savage pain that was breaking his ass apart. He grunted and whimpered, devastating his ass with a fervent need. “Haseo-sama!”

“That’s right. Beg me…beg to cum.” Haseo urged in a guttural voice, his sweat gathering on his skin. His abs clenching and he felt another orgasm closing in fast. Kuhn was so sultry and stimulating in his desire to be violated and defiled. Haseo wanted find new ways already to fill his own sadistic desires with the nubile blonde’s needs. “Beg me, bitch!”

“Please! Please, Haseo-sama!” Kuhn jerked his body up and down, tightening his asshole to make it burn with agony laced pleasure. His ass impatiently sucked the cock back in, greedily twitching around the organ as Kuhn sobbed for relief. “I want you to fucken’ make me cum! I wanna cum with you fucking my ass, Haseo-sama!”

Haseo roared, releasing the arms to reach around and flick a claw under the cord holding back the blonde’s orgasm. There was a quick flash of pain that was erased by the ecstasy of release. Haseo emptied his load into the grasping ass as Kuhn screamed and blew his cum so far it laced across Silabus’s face. The Blade Brandier opened his mouth, catching the salty fluid eagerly as he screamed his own orgasm.

The three panted, bodies twitching with the after effects. Silabus was wiping cum off his face, ardently cleaning it off in his mouth. Kuhn watched, his body singing painfully with orgasm still and wishing, a little wistfully, that Haseo had ordered him to clean the Blade Bradier’s face with his tongue.

“You need to clean my cock off.” Haseo pushed the blonde forward, pulling out his cock to hear the lusty mew. Cum spewed from the abused ass and Haseo felt fiercely satisfied with his handy work. He guided his slowly softening cock to the blonde’s mouth. Kuhn began to suckle and clean the cock with a wholehearted zealous. He stroked the Steam Gunner’s back, admiring the countless lacerations, some still bleeding, that covered the blonde. “Such a good bitch. We’re going to go back to the room now. I have plans for you tonight.”

Silabus watched, his gaze hungry. Haseo glanced up and gave a predatory smile.

“Would you like to film my little bitch in action Silabus?” The teen asked, cocking his head to the side. Kuhn hesitated, body trembling as he waited for the answer.

“Anything to assist in training, Haseo.” Silabus smiled shyly, eyes roaming over the pair.

Kuhn’s breathing quickened and he allowed his head to be pulled from the softened, thoroughly cleaned cock.

“Hear that bitch? Thank Silabus by licking his cum from your tunic.” Haseo ordered in a malicious voice. Silabus’s face contorted into an expression of want, holding out the outfit.

Kuhn began to clean the copious amounts of semen on the outfit, feeling the possessive strokes of his Master along his body, urging him to be meticulous. The salty fluid was addicting when combined with the delicious pain of Haseo lying open his flesh with those razor sharp claws.

His body was impatient to return to the room to be fucked till he was humble by the shorter teen for the next four days.
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