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Kenny sighed happily as he settled into the sofa between two of the closest people in his life. Despite the language barrier between Kota and Adam they all seemed to come together very well. He was happy he had decided to invite Adam to his house so they could work out their strategies and ideas for the upcoming match. He enjoyed watching them interact, even with Kota not knowing a great deal of English, it was endearing. It was easy of course since they all had similar ideas and views that just with a little of his helping hand along the way they all became very in sync with each other. Afterwards, Kota surprised Adam with a bottle of Suntory whisky that he was always telling Kenny he wanted to try. Even though Kenny wasn't a drinker he didn't mind when others drank around him as long as they didn't get out of hand.
"Kanpai!" They both said with a smile as the clinked glasses in front of Kenny.
Adam took a sip, "Ooh sugoi!" Kota nodded in reply.
Kenny couldn't help but grin watching Adam use the little knowledge he learned while he was over in Japan. It was pretty late and all three were a little drained after all the talking and planning. The TV seemed like white noise the more Adam and Kota got into their drinks. Kenny, although with no alcohol, was kind of on a natural high of his own, slightly sleepy but very content to just zone out.
Adam took another sip, staring over the rim of the glass at Kota, watching as he licked his plump bottom lip after his last sip. It was hard not to be attracted to Kota, he was a very beautiful man. His body, those stunning high cheekbones, and those lips that could drive any man to distraction. Those few times he was privy to a small private moment between Kenny and Kota in Japan he had to keep himself in check. Watching those two interact with even the slightest of action was quite a visual that he never forgot. Kota always seemed like forbidden territory even after he and Kenny broke up. Adam and Kenny had fooled around before, but it was never anything serious, ultimately just a friends with benefits type of deal.
Adam closed his eyes and took another drink, his thoughts slipped to those times with Kenny. Even though it had been awhile Adam could still remember how beautiful Kenny was when they had sex. He slowly opened his eyes to notice Kota shyly looking him up and down. Adam looked away before their eyes could meet, staring into the golden liquid in the glass. He felt like he was hallucinating or something as he set the glass down. Before he could look up at Kota again, Kenny sighed softly and got to his feet. Clearly a little drowsy, he wandered towards the kitchen.
When Adam’s eyes left Kenny, he looked back to Kota who was clearly staring this time. His eyes were a bit glazed from the whisky, slightly lidded, a bit dark, but locked in. Adam’s breath hitched involuntarily, his lips suddenly dry. His tongue darted out to lick them as he did Kota bit his lip ever so slightly, as if drunkenly contemplating his next move. Adam was breathing harder now, although frozen in the moment. Before he could form a rational thought Kota was there, lips pressed tight, the tip of his tongue seeking entry. Adam gasped against the sudden touch which allowed Kota's tongue to snake its way into his mouth. Adam couldn't help but moan then, his hand making its way across Kota's chest over his shirt. Any shyness was clearly gone as Kota's hands explored, one plunged into the curly blonde locks, the other sliding down Adam's chest, making him gasp as Kota's fingertip grazed over his nipple through the thin tank top.
Kenny returned from the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes as he walked back to the living room. He heard a small whimper that was clearly Kota's and looked up. He stopped dead in his tracks and blinked several times. He had to be dreaming, his overactive imagination had to have gone into overdrive, there's no way the sight before him was even remotely real.
Kota tugged at Adam’s shirt, needing to feel the flesh underneath. They broke apart for just a moment, and small nod from Adam had Kota removing his shirt as well. Leaving barely a breath in between they were pressed together again, hands and mouths exploring. Both blissfully unaware that Kenny had returned.
Kenny was brought out of his stupor by a sudden throb of his cock. Just knowing how each of them sounded and looked in the middle of sex made this scene somehow even hotter. He'd never done a threesome before, but was never against the idea. His cock quickly responding to his thoughts as it throbbed again against the soft blue cotton shorts. He bit his lip, not knowing what to do. He could just sneak to the side and play the voyeur, which was hot to him as well. His thought trailed off as he watched both Adam and Kota softly rubbing each other through their shorts. He moved his mouth to talk but the only thing that came out was a longing moan as he had begun unconsciously stroking himself inside his shorts. It was then that he found two sets of darkened, lust filled eyes on him.
A word came then, just one, as his brain was melting down.
"Fuck."
The sound was deep, raspy and needy all at once.
As if drawn like a moth to a flickering flame, he moved, drawn to the center of the heat. A hand from each man greeted him as they made room for him. He was dazed as he sat between them. He felt Kota's unmistakable lips at his neck, and Adam's rough hand moving over his nipple making him groan. They worked together as if they had done this before. As Kota's lips skimmed down Kenny's neck, Adam’s had moved to his ear. Adam groaned softly as Kenny’s hand found his cock, fingers making a teasing trail along it through the shorts. Kota had made his way to Kenny's nipple, nipping softly while his hand slid into Kenny's shorts stroking ever so slowly. Kenny’s hand slipped into Kota's hair, tugging softly. It was sensation overload like he'd never felt before. He was a whimpering, moaning and dripping mess in their hands, they both knew him way too well.
"Beddo." Kenny deliberately used the English loanword that they would both understand.
They barely moved apart, none of them wanting to leave but the bed was clearly a more comfortable option. Kenny led the way, even though both Kota and Adam knew it well.
Once in the bedroom any remaining clothes were shed and they moved together once again this time Kenny taking charge. He pushed his hand into Adam’s hair as he took his lips in a hungry kiss. Kenny’s free hand reached back, sliding along Kota's cock. He ground himself against Adam, as he felt Adam's hand roughly grabbing his ass. They gasped into each other's mouth as they felt Kota's hand slid around both their cocks giving a slow, steady stroke. Kota’s cock throbbed slightly against Kenny’s ass.
Adam broke the kiss breathless, "Shit." The word slowly drawn out as he watched Kenny tilt his head back onto Kota's shoulder. They looked so beautiful together he almost felt like pulling away to enjoy the show, but Kota's hand was insistent with its strokes.
"Kimochi." Kenny breathed in Japanese.
Kenny turned, breaking Kota's grip to face him. He tugged Kota's bottom lip with his teeth before taking his lips. Kenny moaned into Kota's mouth as he felt Adam tighten the gap behind him. Adam swept Kenny's long curls aside and attacked his neck. His hands were firm on Kenny’s waist as he ground softly against Kenny's ass. Adam’s movement gently pushed Kenny and Kota's cocks together as they kissed. Whimpers and moans poured from both of them as their dipping cocks moved together. They broke the kiss panting, Adam’s slow rhythm set a painfully delicious pace.
"Kuru." Kota's voice husky as he pulled Kenny towards the bed. Although Adam didn't understand the word he knew quite quickly what it meant.
Adam watched them move back onto the bed, their eyes locked on one another. Kenny straddled Kota moving teasingly against Kota's cock as his deft fingers pluck at each nipple. Adam stood mesmerized for a second having never seen Kota this way. His mouth slack, moaning what Adam could only imagine were curses in Japanese as Kenny expertly teased him. His own cock twitched with every sound from the two of them. Adam gathered the wetness at the tip of his cock and slid his hand down his shaft slowly, easing the sudden need.
Kota grabbed Kenny by the hair, pulling him down for a rough kiss, arching his body to slide his cock against Kenny's ass. He rolled them over then his body covering Kenny's as he moved his way down, mouth poised at the tip of Kenny's cock. Kenny bit his lip in anticipation before Kota's mouth slowly descended. His eyes slipped shut and he moaned, English this time, "Fuck Ibutan."
Kenny felt the weight shift on the bed as Adam joined them. At this point Adam and Kota were communicating without words. Kota shifted to the side and continued to suck greedily at Kenny's throbbing cock. Kenny groaned, deep, long, and needy as he felt the slicked finger of Adam tease his hole. Kenny's hand searched for purchase only to find Adam’s cock within his reach. He wrapped his large fingers around it and began to stroke which made Adam lose focus for a second. Adam throbbed in his hand which urged on Kenny's strokes.
Head back out of the haze Adam focused, and slowly slipped his lubricated finger inside. With nearly pinpoint accuracy Adam found Kenny's spot and his hand fell away from Adam's cock. “Fuck Cowboy.” Breathless, Kenny had to keep himself from arching up too fast. Too much sensation, a weaker man would have cum already.
As if he sensed Kenny's near overload, Kota pulled off and resorted to teasing fingers and gentle strokes. With his free hand, Kota reached up and pushed the hair from Adam’s eyes. He studied Adam for a moment as he remained focused on adding another finger. It was when Kota's finger brushed his lips that Adam looked up. Lips locked again and Adam moaned softly at the taste of Kenny on Kota's tongue. As they kissed Adam gently added a third finger, moving and stretching Kenny's hole, which was proving difficult as he would clamp down every now and again, he wanted more. They kissed for only a moment, broken when a whimpering plea came from Kenny’s lips. Kenny was so gone that the word was neither Japanese nor English, almost so weird mixture of the two as his brain had short-circuit.
Adam and Kota eyed each other once more as if sending some silent signal of understanding. Kota moved up the bed and knelt beside Kenny's head. Adam looked up watching Kenny's face and he gave him one last thrust of his fingers against that precious spot. He saw an almost evil grin on Kota's face as he bent down to whisper in Kenny's ear. Whatever it was made Kenny shiver, clamping down again before Adam’s fingers were fully out. Adam could only guess what Kota said, but he was more than sure it was something filthy, which always made Kenny harder. Adam grabbed the lube he had left nearby, poured a generous about into his hand and tossed it aside.
He slowly stroked himself, "Fuck Kenny, you look like such an eager slut right now."
Kenny bit his lip, he eyes locking on Adam as he brought Kenny's legs over his thighs.
"I bet you've dreamt of this," Adam’s accent was thick, heavy, lust in his voice. "Dreamt of being used for our pleasure." Adam poised his cock at Kenny's hole, teasing with the tip.
"Please...." Kenny managed, desperation in his eyes.
"Yariman."
Kenny's eyes widened at Adam using the Japanese word for slut.
"Mmm yariman." Kota echoed with a devilish grin.
Adam moved slowly, sliding into Kenny with one smooth stroke, “Fuck.” The word slow and drawn out as Adam felt Kenny squeeze around him. He took a moment to gather himself before he started to move. His focus turned from Kenny’s face to watching Kota pinch and twist Kenny’s nipples. Kota’s face was lit with delight with every sound he elicited from Kenny. As one hand continued teasing, Kota’s other moved up to brush his fingertips across Kenny’s lips. Kenny immediately sucked the two fingers into his mouth, eyes turned to Kota begging.
Kota pulled away, moving himself closer to Kenny’s head. He roughly grabbed a hand full of curls and forced his cock into Kenny’s mouth. “Kirei yariman.” Kota moaned and Adam let out a husky laugh while watching Kota fuck Kenny’s face.
Kota groaned as Kenny took every inch of him down his throat over and over again. The greedy slurping, the slick joining of bodies, and the sounds of pleasure from all three making some sort of obscene rhapsody. Unable to take it anymore, Kenny wrapped his hand around his cock, and found a rhythm. Adam tightened his grip on Kenny’s thighs as he thrust harder and deeper barely able to contain himself anymore. Kota pulled away from Kenny’s mouth, that devilish glint returning to his eyes as he began to stroke himself, poised at Kenny’s face. Kenny’s head fell against the pillow, so completely lost as his orgasm boiled to the surface.
“That’s it,” Adam groaned, as he neared the edge himself, “Oh fuck!”
Kenny came then, spilling onto his stomach, Adam quickly following behind with a few hard thrusts. A loud moan and Kota was cumming, spilling all over Kenny’s lips. Panting, Adam slowly pulled out of Kenny whose legs were still draped over his thighs. Kenny lay there, thoroughly spent, face painted with cum, his own seeped into the creases of his abs, and cum had pooled beneath from his ass. Kota and Adam both looked up from the beautiful sight before them and shared a grin.
Each of them took several minutes to recover. Kota was up first, off to the bathroom and back with a warm clean washrag. He knelt beside Kenny, gently cleaning his face and stomach. He handed the rag to Adam, who quickly cleaned himself and any remnants from Kenny. Adam got up then, taking the rag back to the bathroom and returning with a bottle of water. Kenny was starting to come back to his right mind when Adam returned. Kenny moved slowly, his body deliciously sore, he sat back against the headboard. Kota scooted up and Adam sat beside them offering the water to share.
After taking along drink he handed the bottle to Kota. “I um…that was completely unexpected.” Kenny’s brain was still trying to process.
“Unexpected, tell me about it. Does Kota always turn into a slut with liquor? I didn’t even think he thought of me like that, I mean especially since… hell I don’t know what I’m trying to say.”
Kota looked from Adam to Kenny, and Kenny quickly translated. They both shared a smile and Adam arched an eyebrow.
“What did he say?”
“He admitted that he always found you attractive and, that since he hadn’t drank in a while the liquor um, enhanced the feelings he already had.”
Adam was slightly shocked, even after what had just occurred, he looked to Kota, “Really?”
“Yes.” Kota replied in English, a blush creeping onto his cheeks as, even sitting there naked with them, his shyness had returned.
“I don’t even know what to say.” Adam replied, “But one thing is for sure, this was one hell of a strategy meeting for our match at All In.” Adam laughed as Kenny tried to contain his laughter while he translated to Kota.
Kota pointed to all of them, “We, in sync,” He managed through laughter and broken English.
“You could say that.” Adam said as they all laughed together.