Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Count to Three ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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A/N: There is a reason behind the production of this taboo material, I swear! This version is mainly a prototype with mistakes that I could have easily overlooked so don't forget to tell me what you think *wink*.

Count to Three

Mrs. Rusalki

He didn't want to do it but he needed something to numb the pain of regret and worry. He didn't want to do it because he knew he was just going to feel pathetic right after it. It was just another evidence of his sick affinity for self-torture. He didn't want to do it but the mere movement of his right hand to that part of his body defied every cerebral order he issued. Deciding that this was a battle he was ill-equipped to fight, he shuddered and with a frustrated intake of air, he began an activity that required well-guarded privacy.

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It took him another drag of his cigarette to finish the one he had been nursing. Throwing the butt aside, a sudden craving for another stick resurfaced. He fumbled for the pack at his pocket and found out that it was empty. Cursing mildly, he turned to his friend.

"D'you think he's OK?" Gojyo asked Hakkai, referring to Sanzou whom the redhead remembered because of the cigarette shortage. He was the only one Gojyo could rely on about the habit.

Hakkaistopped walking momentarily and looked at his friend. He even exerted an effort to mask the uncertainty that he was feeling. The sky ahead had taken on a violet hue lined with blue, foreboding clouds. His peripheral vision could make it out but his almost blind eye failed to concentrate on Gojyo. "I honestly don't know but we shall soon see, ne?" He neither smiled nor frowned which was the fruit of his effort to hide his own anxiety. They continued walking towards where the sun had set-the direction of the inn-to bring the regrettable results of their search to Sanzou.

It wasn't their decision to leave Sanzou at the inn but the monk with his derision finally drove Gojyo and Hakkai away to complete their mission. He didn't even present them with a reason. His belligerent threats of his spirit-ascending gun burning wholes through their youkai heads if they didn't leave immediately didn't help matters any. And so with much hesitation the pair departed in search of the missing member of their party, Goku.

After searching the neighboring woods until the last light of day had been consumed, they decided that it would be foolish for them to go on. Besides they felt as if their search couldn't have been more thorough which brought about another theory: if Goku didn't want to be found, it was unlikely that he could be even with skillful individuals such as Hakkai and Gojyo out in the hunt for him. And that was scary. It was scary for them to find that despite the kid's effervescent character, something could actually drive him away of his own accord. Well, they should've had more foresight about that matter especially when that contentious and unimaginably callous monk was in their party.

A few steps more… the inn was in their sight now. They noticed immediately that there was no light in the upper room where Sanzou was supposed to be staying. Both glancing askance, they barged in the brothel without acknowledging the waitress who welcomed them and made for the inn upstairs, the first cursing the monk inwardly for all the nerve attacks the he was subjecting them to. The other one was hoping against hope that they would find the monk alive behind the closed door of the room. They didn't bother to knock because in Gojyo's panic, he almost broke the door off its hinges; the flimsy lock that broke from inside gave him little hope. There were many activities one could choose from inside a locked room. Suicide was one of them but never in his lifetime did Gojyo predict what he caught Sanzou doing.

The monk was facing the wall on Gojyo's right, stark naked.

He was masturbating.

He was doing it with more vigor than Gojyo thought was necessary.

And he was doing it on Gojyo's bed too. That should be enough reason to cure his inability to speak for the moment. He stepped inside and pointed the blade of his favorite weapon at the blonde.

"Not on my bed, baka yarou."

Sanzou who was nearing his climax already heard the locked door slam open but he paid it no heed. His hands were full, literally and figuratively. Screw pride and dignity, he thought but the redhead's idiotic remark suddenly turned him off, consequently, postponing his orgasm. The liquor he had liberally imbibed an hour before couldn't bring it back. The immensity of his anger, he knew, could be felt by Gojyo which worked to his advantage. He fumbled for the gun from underneath the pillow and pointed it at the redhead. Ordinarily, Sanzou knew that Gojyo would perceive it as another empty threat but the anger he was emanating and his alcohol-induced glazed appearance would surely make the yarou think twice.

"Come inside and close the door, ero kappa unless you want me to perform eulogy on your balls." Gojyo had already seen him going at it so he decided he might as well milk it for all its worth.

'At least he's articulate…' Gojyo thought snidely. Even in the dark, Gojyo could feel no shame from Sanzou after his interruption of a private activity. He was left with no other choice but to move and when he did another person came into Sanzou's view.

Cho Hakkai was standing there with a seemingly traumatized reaction. His pupils were stuck in the middle of his eyes as if he had seen the ghost of his old lover.

What a sticky situation! After a moment's deliberation, he signaled for Hakkai to get in too. Hakkai mechanically put his foot ahead of the other one, followed the grinning Gojyo's tracks and closed the door behind him. They stood before him with the most different expressions.

"Strip." The command was well enunciated but Hakkai couldn't seem to process the entire situation right away. Gojyo was already down to his pants and Hakkai was still smiling stupidly. The redhead nudged him none too gently. Getting on the bad side of a horny inebriated monk equipped with a demon-eliminating gun was uncharted territory.

The physical pointer partly knocked Hakkai out of his stupor. With the same mechanical and lethargic movements, he divested his clothing. While doing so, he also admonished himself for his naivety. It was a given fact that every man did it at least once in his lifetime. He knew he did. Unfortunately for Hakkai, he didn't consider Sanzou as another earthly man who got involved in such self-deprecating acts, what with his being a high priest and all.

Gojyofinished undressing. He still had on a pair of socks that he was reluctant to get rid off lest they find themselves asleep even before they start. He jumped beside the blonde monk whose nakedness surpassed his with childish enthusiasm.

Sanzouwatched Hakkai undress while Gojyo started nipping at his ear and neck. Sanzou'd be lucky if he woke up tomorrow with the same complexion he had the last time he checked in the mirror. The kappa's libido was at anyone's disposal 24-7. Despite all that, the distraction was still welcome of course so Sanzou found himself laying the gun on the bedside table.

He wasn't exactly sure why he was doing this in the first place. With Gojyo and Hakkai of all people! But somehow it was more understandable with Goyo. Even if the half-breed annoyed him almost the entire time, there were situations when he would absolutely understand why women went for him… that is until he becomes his puerile, smooth operator self again.

What he couldn't fathom was his growing excitement for the green-eyed youkai. Sanzou respected him for his astute intellect. He in turn understood Sanzou's cryptic behavioral patterns.

Then why the hell was he going to risk a perfectly functioning platonic relationship by engaging in a transitory act that they (sans Gojyo) were going to regret the following morning?

But Hakkai's compliance could mean something because now he was totally naked and that erect dunderheaded member of his told many tales. At this, Sanzou smiled. This may work out well.

Maybe to well… the kappa's tongue was now moving lazily up and down his alabaster neck while tweaking his hard nipples simultaneously. The monk forced himself to turn away from Gojyo's unforgiving touches to motion for Hakkai to come at his side. All of a sudden a different look came over the youkai's face. It was one of understanding.

Gojyo noted it immediately. "Yoshi! Let's get it on!" His enthusiasm was somewhat contagious. Sanzou could feel himself getting hard again.

Hakkai sat beside Sanzou so that they were all sitting side by side on the long side of the bed. With one quick and unpredictable motion, Sanzou pinioned the dark-haired youkai beneath him, legs straddling the other's waist. He could feel the rock hard erection of the monk on his belly. He nodded at Gojyo's direction to inform him that it was alright.

Gojyo licked his lips in anticipation as he watched his friends go at it. Sanzou was now kissing Hakkai so hard that the latter's moans were unidentifiable for they sounded in between pleasure and difficulty. The redhead had half the mind to remind Sanzou to take it easy on Hakkai who seemed to be a neophyte in homosexual acts but Hakkai's bulging penis caught his eye.

'Wonder what he would do if…'

He bent down on all fours and careful not to hit his head on Sanzou's ass and his ass on the footboard, he took hold of the brunette's rig. He felt a spasm go through the youkai's body when the unexpected touch landed. First, with loving caresses, he jerked its body off with one hand and took the head in his mouth, sucking with fervor he had shown beautiful women many a time. His other free hand was massaging Sanzou's firm rear.

Meanwhile, in Hakkai's upper body, he almost bit the monk's pliant lips when Gojyo's pace quickened considerably. He humped upwards which left Gojyo in a precarious situation. His nose could be broken by the strength in which Hakkai was humping. As for Sanzou, he began to explore the taste of the youkai's muscular body, his neck, nipples and that sensitive part between his ears where the demon controlling device was. Even if they didn't know it, Sanzou and Gojyo could now agree on something. It was so much fun servicing Hakkai that they were prepared to leave their own desires for later.

And for Sanzou this was later. He placed Hakkai's right hand on his own penis and coaxed the brunette to jerk it off. This Hakkai did with extreme caution that contrasted with Sanzou's rough open-mouthed kisses.

"Harder…" Sanzou groaned deeply but suddenly Hakkai stopped his silent pumping of the blonde's shaft. Sanzou opened his eyes to see Hakkai stiffen beneath him, sweat glistening on his pale, muscled torso. It was a turn on for Sanzou and he continued what Hakkai had started. He jerked himself off, trying to match Hakkai's orgasm. With surprising speed, he reached it almost the same time as the brunette did, ejaculating all over the Hakkai's stomach and Hakkai, all over Gojyo's mouth and face. The release resulted in a profuse amount of semen on Gojyo's bed covers.

The redhead stood up, wiping his mouth with one arm and said, "Position number two…"

Sanzou raised an eyebrow but he made way for Gojyo all the same and so did Hakkai who was now smiling dazedly, probably because of that powerful orgasm a few minutes ago.

"Hakkai, sit facing the headboard. Sanzou, lay down here. Since I'm being nice tonight, I'll show you the triple simultaneous orgasm position." He cracked a devilish grin and kissed Hakkai, making the other taste his own juices. He did the same with Sanzou who was growing impatient about the wait.

"We're not women who need to be coddled so get on with it baka yarou!"

"All right, dammit! Don't be so hot…" At this, Gojyo crawled on top of Sanzou on the narrow bed that would hardly accommodate two grown men comfortably. His groin facing Sanzou and Sanzou's groin facing him.

"Hakkai, sit on him," commanded Gojyo. The two immediately understood the whole position. It was like a chain. Hakkai, sitting on Sanzou's chest would get blown by the latter, Hakkai would blow Gojyo who was on all fours and Gojyo would blow on Sanzou. It was a difficult position, especially for the redhead but he didn't mind it one bit. Very few opportunities had presented themselves like this. Besides, Hakkai was surprisingly skilled at playing suck and blow.

The bed was rocking really hard now. Gojyo was doing most of the humping but the monk was doing all the groaning.

The redhead was a seasoned veteran. There was no way he could fail the celibate Sanzou's standards. In fact, he was doing it so well that Sanzou couldn't concentrate on sucking Hakkai's cock.

Freeing his mouth from the brunette's swollen penis, he cursed the redhead for the sickly beautiful pleasure he was providing him. "Fuck you, baka yarou. Ore… ore…"

Gojyogrinned a little and let a bit of teeth grind against the monk's enormous shaft. Gojyo deduced that it was like that because of constant disuse. When he reached the bottom of Sanzou's rod, Gojyo took in one of the engorged prune-looking sacs and filled his mouth with it. With some difficulty, he removed his one hand off the bed and touched the body of Sanzou's penis, occasionally pulling at the blonde hair beneath it lovingly.

Sanzougritted his teeth in ecstasy while Hakkai took in the whole thing through the corner of his good eye amenably. He wasn't mad that Sanzou wasn't doing his part in the matter. Besides, seeing the monk in this wanton image amused him.

A few more languid strokes and Sanzou and Gojyo both moved and stiffened convulsively, their orgasms concurring. Gojyo sucked in his breath which sounded very much like a hiss. Sanzou's body fell limp and spent. The redhead changed his position so he could kiss Sanzou. Hakkai rearranged his position so they could all squeeze into the bed side by side.

Gojyo began kissing Sanzou, gently at first before teasing his tongue with elusive flicks of his own. Gojyo was a fabulous kisser that much Sanzou realized. His strokes were both addictive and incredibly arousing. But then Gojyo pulled away which left Sanzou hanging.

"More, baka yarou…" he moaned as if he were complaining.

Gojyo wagged an index finger at him. "You two have to do me first… and then the last round will be for Hakkai. There should be two for each." He was referring to orgasms of course.

Hakkai smiled and spoke for the first time. "Wakatta…"

"Yoshi…" Giving them both butterfly kisses, Gojyo pushed the blonde off the middle of the bed which forced the latter to sit upright. "Satisfy me…" and he placed his arms under his head, a sly grin evident in the dark.

Sanzou was annoyed by this. How dare that arrogant yarou take charge of the situation? His eyes began to narrow into two partly violet slits. Gojyo-whether he was teasing the blonde or not-appeared oblivious to Sanzou's heated stares because his eyes were closed.

Hakkai looked at the monk nervously. "Eeto, Sanzou, Gojyo's suggestion is only fair," he said softly. "Don't you think?"

Sanzou looked at him calculatingly and sighed. "Don't think I'm doing this to please you, stupid fuckhead, half-breed…" he muttered under his breath and began moving downward.

All of a sudden, Gojyo's eyes flew open when he heard the unconventional oath and he exclaimed. "I've got a great idea!"

Sanzou rolled his eyes, nostrils flaring and a green vein on his neck pulsing violently. Without any outlet of anger, he vented a part of it into the immediate object which just happened to be Gojyo's toned thigh.

"ITAI! Kono baka! Why did you pinch me?!" Gojyo demanded crossly.

Sanzou didn't answer. This riled Gojyo up even more so he sat up and single-handedly slammed the equally irate blonde monk's body on the bed, and held his arms behind his back. Sanzou thrashed about stubbornly, making the bed rock fiercely and almost throwing its other two occupants on the hard floor. Hakkai, being the most sensible one held the monk's shoulders and tried to calm him down. "Let's listen to what Gojyo has to say first… it just might work since he's the sex aficionado around here." His ferocious temper subsided considerably with the green-eyed youkai's reasonable suggestion.

"Make it short or I'll drown you in the bathroom," he commanded and Gojyo with a brief hesitance loosened his hold on Sanzou.

"Six-hundred ninety-nine. All of us will get one each and… YOU Sanzou will emerge as the winner with three spanking or-"

Without further directions, Sanzou wrestled a surprised Gojyo and was able to pinion him with little effort in a sixty-nine position. Not that Gojyo offered a lot of struggling.

"Am I supposed to do what I think I'm supposed to do?" asked a sheepish-looking Hakkai.

"There's some lubricant and a mocha-flavored condom in my pants' pocket. Feel free to use them." It was Gojyo who spoke, the man who was currently facing the engorged shaft of one Genjou Sanzou. Hakkai followed his friend's suggestion because of the following reasons:

(1) Anal sex is highly unsanitary.

(2) It would be impolite to force his way into a monk's (hopefully) virgin ass.

(3) Mocha-flavored condom sounded interesting.

After a few minutes of wild thrusting and blowing, a fine assortment of grunts and lewd oaths, a bleeding nose, a bleeding rear, the consummation of the trio's act was realized in a series of potent climaxes that left the three of them exhausted and drowsy. They fell asleep in the same positions, shifting a little when sleep allowed it. Not long after, a shadow crept into the room…

"Sanzou, ne Sanzou," he called in the dark in a small childish voice. When his eyes adjusted to it, he saw a tangled mess of arms and legs on the bed that initially appeared to him as a single entity, a monster perhaps or a wonderful meal of crustaceans. Upon closer observation, it was really his three companions sleeping nude together. He searched for a sound reason behind it in his limited mental faculties and decided that they probably had a game that required stripping as a consequence. It was obviously no card game because if it had been then Hakkai would still be fully-garbed. It looked like fun though from the way the smiles lingered on their faces. Before going to bed he reminded himself that he had to apologize to them for running away, he also made a mental note to ask them to teach him how to play that fun-looking game.

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