Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Cause and Effect Arc ❯ Fool's Errand ( Chapter 5 )

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Fool's Errand

`Aya knows about the tape.' Those ominous words kept running through Omi's head ever since his boyfriend uttered them the minute he returned home from school. The good thing was, Birman appeared just a short while later to present the two of them with an assignment, one which he hoped would take his mind off his impending death. He and Ken were assigned to do a little breaking and entering in order to place surveillance equipment inside the target's condo.

The drive to the location wasn't distracting enough as his thoughts raced. For the life of him, he couldn't figure out what had compelled him to place listening devices in Yohji and Aya's bedroom. He should have known the two men couldn't resist having sex anytime they were both awake and alone. What seemed like a great idea at the time had royally backfired when the backup tape inadvertently ended up in Birman's hands.

Omi pleaded with the woman to return the misdirected tape without having to give an explanation, but she insisted on listening to it first and then refused to return the damned thing. The only promise he was able to extract from her was that she wouldn't share it with anyone with the exception of Manx. As Omi tried to figure out how Aya found out, Ken pulled over and turned the bike off at their destination.

“Do you have everything?” Ken asked.

“I've got it all in my backpack. The report said there are no cameras in the building and the target shouldn't be home until late tonight. I figure we can be in and out in thirty minutes,” Omi said with a sigh. Guess it wouldn't be long before he'd be worrying again about what Aya was going to do to him. Would he even survive Aya's retribution?

Minutes later, they closed the condo door behind them. Early evening sunlight weakly filtered through the windows which allowed them to view the apartment without turning any lights on.

“I'll take the bedroom and you do the living room.” Ken said before he grabbed some things from Omi's pack.

Omi placed a bug in the phone and behind a picture on the wall then proceeded to another room that he assumed was an office. He only got a few steps into the room before he stopped dead in his tracks and felt his face heat up.

“Hey, Omi, all done in there?” Ken called from the other room.

“Um… not exactly.” Omi responded in a weak voice.

“Well, hurry up, let's finish and get out of here.” Ken said and came into the room but that was before looking around and noticing the furnishings. “Wow, I've never seen this kind of exercise equipment before. Looks expensive.”

With his face still beet-red, Omi looked at his boyfriend to verify that the man wasn't joking before saying, “Uh… Ken… that isn't exercise equipment. This is what they call a `playroom'.” The word `playroom' was almost a whisper.

“Huh? What do you mean… `playroom'?” Ken asked with a frown which turned into a look of astonishment when he recognized what was hanging on the walls.

Omi watched as his boyfriend realized what type of `playroom' he was talking about. He'd surfed the web enough to know what most of this equipment was, but Omi started to feel embarrassed. He couldn't help but notice the interested gleam that entered his boyfriend's eyes when Ken's gaze lingered on a few of the items.

Ken walked over to a piece of furniture near the center of the room and mumbled to himself, “I wonder what this is? It looks like some kind of demented dentist's chair.”

Omi recognized it from his “research” and his enthusiasm overcame any further embarrassment. Walking over to the chair he explained, “This is something called a bondage chair. See here? You can adjust the height of the chair and leg supports.” Omi ran his hand over parts of the chair. “And look here, these are padded hand and foot shackles so you can restrain someone. If you make a few adjustments, it'll turn it into a spanking bench…”

Omi's voice trailed off when he noticed Ken was looking at him with his mouth hanging open. The blush that had faded while he expounded on the virtues of the chair came back with a vengeance as his face and neck turned an even more vibrant shade of red than before.

Omi just wanted to get out of that room and was about to ask if they should also put a bug in here when he heard the sound of the lock on the apartment door disengage. Omi met Ken's eyes and they both rushed to the closet to hide. They couldn't possibly alert the target and get caught. Besides, they didn't even know if it *was* the target who just entered the condo. The best they could do was to remain hidden until they could make their escape without being seen.

Ken whispered, “Maybe the owner just forgot something and will leave soon, then we can get the hell out of here.”

Omi nodded and kept repeating to himself, `Please, oh, please don't let someone come in this room. The closet doors had louvered slats which allowed them a perfect view of the entire play area. Several minutes after they entered the closet, the lights in the room were turned on and Omi bit his lip against a groan of dismay.

They watched as two men moved to the center of the room near the bondage chair. The taller of the two men grabbed the other, his hands groped the man's ass as he began to kiss him hungrily. After the kiss went on for what seemed like forever, they broke apart and the taller man ordered, “Strip, Kouji.”

Omi could only watch in wide-eyed wonder while Kouji began to slowly remove his clothes in a teasing manner. One hand unfastened the buttons of his jeans while the other slipped under the hem of his shirt slowly pushing the garment up to reveal a toned stomach. He then lifted the shirt and pulled it over his head. The taller man had also taken his shirt off to reveal a well muscled chest, his attention was intent on the show being put on in front of him.

Kouji ran his hands over his body and tweaked his nipples, “Like what you see so far, Reiji?”

Reiji only smirked and said, “Continue.”

Kouji turned his back to Reiji and bent over, wiggling his ass while he slid the jeans down his legs. Kouji kicked the pants away before turning around to proudly display an impressive erection.

“What about now?” Kouji slowly stroked his cock.

With a leer on his face, Reiji turned away and made several adjustments on the chair to turn it into a spanking bench. The middle portion was higher than the opposite two ends where Kouji's knees and arms would rest. Reiji finished modifying the chair before beckoning Kouji over. Reiji helped position his lover to kneel and bend over the middle section so his ass would be the highest part of his body while his hands gripped the handles at the ends of the armrests. Reiji fastened straps around Kouji's knees and wrists to keep them in place.

“Okay?” Reiji asked.

“I'm fine.” Kouji replied.

Omi watched the two men set up their bondage play in fascinated horror. For a moment, he thought Reiji was about to get something from the closet, but was relieved when the man just grabbed something hanging on the wall next to the closet door. Omi wasn't relieved for long. He noticed that Reiji had grabbed a long leather paddle that seemed to be over 12 inches long and at least 4 inches wide. Omi felt himself hardening when he realized that he was about to witness his most secret fantasy.

The first crack of the paddle on Kouji's ass sent a shock of pleasure straight to Omi's groin. Again and again the paddle descended and each time, Omi bit back a groan when he heard the smack of the impact against skin. After several minutes, Kouji began to cry out with each stroke. Omi closed his eyes against the sight of Kouji's ass turning a brilliant red. But that only made it worse, it made him feel as if *he* was the one bound on the chair. That *he* was the one getting spanked. Just when Omi felt a whimper about to escape his lips… blessed silence settled over the room. Where before there were the rhythmic sounds of the spankings he now only heard the pounding of his heart.

“Let's just adjust the chair a bit so you'll be more comfortable.” Reiji told his partner. “I need a little relief, because you got me too excited.”

A few minutes later, Omi was finally able to get himself under control enough to once again open his eyes. He was too embarrassed to look in Ken's direction so he focused on the sight in front of him instead. Kouji was now kneeling in a doggy style position with Reiji standing in front of him so his cock was level with Kouji's mouth. Reiji opened his fly and pulled his cock out for Kouji to suck. Omi's jaw dropped at the size of Reiji's erection which was not only long, but also very thick. He couldn't figure out how Kouji would be able to get his mouth around the massive cock. But over the next few moments, Omi saw Kouji swallow it down to the root.

“Oh, so good… you really know how to give head... you're so talented. Stay still, I want to fuck your mouth.”

Omi heard a muffled moan next to him and turned to look at Ken. The man had sweat beaded on his forehead and upper lip and his fists were clenched tight. Omi also noticed Ken was just as excited as he was about the display before them. He couldn't resist leaning over to kiss his boyfriend and reached down to rub his hand over Ken's bulging crotch. Ken pulled Omi into his arms and reciprocated the caress. They broke apart, panting heavily and turned back to watch the activities in the room. They watched as Reiji shouted before he pulled out of Kouji's mouth and came all over the man's face.

Reiji released the restraints and helped his lover get up from the chair to stand before him. He leaned down and slowly licked the come off the face in front of him. Reiji then threaded his fingers through Kouji's hair and kissed him deeply. Omi could only imagine what Kouji tasted on his lover's tongue.

`They're done now, right?' Omi thought to himself but was dismayed to hear Reiji say, “Since I need a bit of time to recover, I think you can fuck yourself on my newest toy. It's called a 'Door Shagger' and that'll keep you busy while I recharge.”

Reiji got the lube from the side table and leaned over to slick Kouji's ass. From the moans that Kouji was making, Reiji was being very thorough. They walked over to the door that had something attached to it which looked like a pillow with a dildo sticking out of the middle.

Reiji reached down and squeezed out a generous amount of lube to slick the dildo. “OK, it's ready. Get down on your hands and knees and fuck yourself. I want to hear you moan as you get off with the toy.”

Kouji kneeled down and backed up to the door. He reached behind him to hold the dildo in place then began to slowly impale himself. As Omi watched the man take the toy inch by slow inch, his cock hardened once more. The man seemed to move in slow motion until he was completely impaled. Kouji took a shuddering breath before he started to move. Faster and faster he began to fuck himself on the dildo, his head thrown back and his back arched. Omi's breath hitched as the moans were forced out with each backward push. Omi encouraged his boyfriend to stroke his hard-on and once Ken began a satisfactory rhythm, Omi stroked Ken's cock through his pants in order to return the favor.

“Jerk yourself off. I want to see you come.” Reiji commanded.

Kouji moaned even louder which caused Omi's cock to twitch, the sound went straight to his cock. After only a few strokes, Kouji came all over the floor. Stifling a moan, Omi found Ken was biting his lips to keep from making any noise.

Not even daring to hope their torture was over, Omi almost groaned out loud when Reiji said, “Come on, Kouji, it's time to give the sling a workout.”

`No… oh, no,' was all Omi could think as he realized they were headed for the sling that was set up almost directly in front of the closet. Omi couldn't believe it. How long could they keep this up? Were they going to play all night? Omi watched as Kouji settled back into the sling. The angle gave the two boys in the closet a close-up view of the action and was *so* not what he needed at the moment. Reiji wasted no time in positioning Kouji, he fastened his lover's hands and knees to the sling and pulled his ass right to the edge.

Omi watched while Reiji lightly coated his cock with lube before rolling a condom on. He then slathered the condom with lube and slid the monster into his partner with one smooth stroke. Kouji let out a long drawn out moan as Reiji entered him but, in Omi's opinion, it didn't sound like he was in pain. Quite the opposite as he was extremely vocal with each thrust

Omi tilted his head to kiss Ken, the rhythmic slap of skin on skin just added to his excitement. He slowly unzipped Ken's fly and grabbed the erection that sprang free. Ken slipped his own hand down Omi's loose pants to capture his length. They began to jerk each other off while listening to the grunts and moans coming from the other side of the door. Omi was so caught up in the moment that he didn't remember to bite back a moan as his climax overtook him at the very same moment Ken came all over his hand.

Omi leaned against his boyfriend in a daze when he suddenly heard, “Well, what do we have here?”

Omi turned his head to find Reiji looking at them from the open closet door. Before he could gather his scattered thoughts, Reiji said, “I'm calling the police.”

Omi jerked his come covered hand from Ken's crotch and hastily hiding it behind him while he yanked Ken's hand out of his pants before turning to face Reiji. He tried desperately to think of a plausible story to explain why they were in his closet. “Pl-please, don't call the police. My… uh… cousin, er… washes the windows of this building. Um…he saw …what… er… was in this…um… room and… um… he daredmetocomeherewithmyboyfriendI'msosorrypleasedon'tcallthepolice!”< /div>