36 Erotic Ban/Jak Tales: Tale 1: Giving orders

 

Author: kira
Title: Tale 1: Giving orders

Theme:Giving orders
Pairing: Bankotsu/Jakotsu

Rating: Mature/Adult
Genre: Romance/hentai
Word Count: 1,680
WARNINGS: The following contains yaoi, oral sex, implied sex with what in modern times would be considered a minor, implied anal sex, and mention of child prostitution and prostitution in general.
Summary: Bankotsu decides to give Jakotsu the option of calling the shots in the futon with mixed results.
A/N: I have the feeling this was supposed to be a dom/sub fic, but I don’t see these two, Bankotsu and Jakotsu, as having that type of relationship. Instead, I tried to capture one of the first moments in said relationship. Please note that this takes place in the canon timeline, roughly two years before their first deaths and before they met up with the other members of what will become the Shichinintai. Please also note that according to Takahashi-sensei’s character profile book, that Bankotsu was seventeen at the time of his first death and Jakotsu was twenty, hence their ages in this fic.

Special thanks to my beta, Jen, and her handy-dandy can of fic polish!

“Sweetness...?” Bankotsu said softly. He was lying in the futon with his arm around Jakotsu, the cross-dresser’s head pillowed on his chest.

“Hunh...?” Jakotsu replied. He shifted against the younger boy, his yummy bits, as he liked to call them, rubbing tantalizingly against Bankotsu’s bare hip as he tried to look up at him.

Bankotsu grinned wickedly at him. “This time I want you to tell me what to do.”

The cross-dresser’s brow knit together in a puzzled frown. “Hunh...? Don’t we do that already?”

“No, all we do is you tell me what to do so I don’t hurt you satisfying my needs. I just want to do the same for you...” Because I really like you a lot... The younger boy mentally winced, embarrassed over the fact that he nearly blurted those feelings out loud, preferring instead, to treat his friend like one of his female conquests. “That’s all.”

“But you’re not in the bathhouse anymore, Sweetness, you’re with me.”

“I know...” The eighteen year old sighed as he sat up, turning slightly to face the younger boy. “It’s just that...” he trailed off softly, unable to put how he felt into words. It’s just that I’ve spent most of my life doing what everyone else wants, so it’s hard not to...

Bankotsu rubbed his head tiredly, frustrated over what felt like stubbornness on the older boy’s part. The fifteen year old could not understand why Jakotsu was so reluctant to follow through with his sexual aggressiveness. It was like he did everything possible to get Bankotsu in the mood so that he could lie back and enjoy the ride. Not that nookying with Jakotsu was a chore, Bankotsu enjoyed it immensely  as the cross-dresser would happily do things that the village girls balked at, but just once, he wanted to be the one taking orders instead of giving them.

The mood was rapidly disappearing, and instead of recapturing it, Jakotsu sighed. He smiled sadly at the younger boy. “I...uh...” he trailed helplessly.

“Did I hurt you before when we nookied?” Bankotsu quickly sat up, concern for the older boy written all over his face.

“No!” Jakotsu quickly assured him. “It’s just that...” He sighed again as he looked away. “It’s just that...” he repeated.

The cross-dresser took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “It’s just that...” he mumbled. Closing his eyes, Jakotsu said softly, “It’s just that I’ve spent a lifetime of taking orders rather than giving them...”

“Hunh?” Bankotsu said stupidly when the realization hit him. “Oh... Damn it!” he swore. “I’m not giving you orders, Sweetness; I thought we were doing something you liked.”

“Yeah. I mean if there was something you didn’t want to do all you had to do was tell me,” the fifteen year old said.

“Oh...” Jakotsu blinked as he took in that little bit of information. “I have a choice...?”

“Uh-hunh! So if you want me to lie back so you can suck me off or ummm... you know...”

Jakotsu, who was a bit confused as to what the younger boy was getting at, took him literally and nodded anyway. “You want me to suck you off?” Your cock’ll be a bit icky tasting after being in my ass, but if you really want me too...

“Not unless you want to.”

The older boy nodded again. “This is what I mean...” He briefly placed his fingertips lightly on Bankotsu’s lips, silencing the fifteen year old so he could talk. “Aniki-chan...”

“I’ve been working in the bathhouse since I was six... that’s what, five, six years ago?”

Bankotsu laughed, breaking the tension. “You look older than me, Sweetness, and if it was five years ago, that would make me around ten now and I’m older than that.”

The eighteen year old smiled, and taking courage from his lover’s compliment, he continued his story. “Anyway... At six, I was taught how to please men and do whatever they wanted when we nookied. I never was given the chance to do what I wanted because that would make them angry and then I’d get a beating for disappointing a customer. So even though it feels like a dream come true to be able to tell you what to do, I can’t, Aniki-chan...” His voice breaking on the last syllable, Jakotsu felt his eyes welling up with tears. “I’m sorry... but how would I even know what I’d like...?” he wondered softly.

Bankotsu put his arms around Jakotsu. The older boy leaned into him, crying his heart out on his young lover’s shoulder. The fifteen year old was at a loss for what to do, so he simply patted Jakotsu on the back. It seemed to do the trick as a few minutes later; the cross-dresser’s sobbing subsided into hiccups.

Breaking away from the younger boy’s embrace, Jakotsu sat back and wiped his face. He made Bankotsu laugh when he wiped his nose with the back of his hand. Jakotsu laughed as well and it was not long before their laughter prompted a tickling match between the two boys. Tickling fingers quickly became wandering hands as they wrestled on the futon. Wrestling soon led to bodies being pressed together, their hips grinding together, and sending little waves of pleasure down their spines to pool deep within their bellies.

Bankotsu had somehow wound up on top of him, not that Jakotsu cared. Smiling impishly at the younger boy, he said, “Wanna nookie?”

“Happily...” Bankotsu said as he leaned in to kiss him. Trying to remember all the things Jakotsu usually did to him, the younger boy trailed a line of kisses down the cross-dresser’s neck. Unintentionally tickling the older boy with his breath and later his bangs, Bankotsu mistook Jakotsu’s stifled giggling for little cries of pleasure. Feeling bolder, he went lower, flicking his tongue on the older boy’s hardening left nipple. A short line of kisses across his chest and its mate was soon just as hard. Gaining confidence in his abilities, Bankotsu went lower, licking the older boy’s salty flesh. He chuckled softly to himself when Jakotsu’s growing erection bumped against the younger boy’s navel.

As he went lower and lower, Jakotsu’s giggling turned into panting that quickly became soft moaning. When Bankotsu engulfed his painfully hard erection in his mouth, the older boy’s breath hitched in his throat, before coming out as a loud groan. The younger boy hesitantly bobbed his head up and down as he tried to suckle the cross-dresser’s swollen member without gagging.

Arching his back, and digging his heels in as he tried to raise his hips higher, Jakotsu fisted the futon as the little waves of pleasure that pooled in his belly threatened to become a raging tsunami. No one had ever taken the time to pleasure him the way Bankotsu, no matter how clumsily, did and the raw emotions he felt threatened to overwhelm him.

“Aaah...aaah...Aaah...aaaaniiiikiiii...” Jakotsu cried, squeezing his eyes shut, and shuddering as he found his release. It was short lived as Bankotsu roughly pulled away, scraping his teeth over the older boy’s penis. The eighteen year opened his eyes, and hiking back on his elbows, he took one look at his wild-eyed young lover and barked, “Don’t even think about it! Just swallow!!”

Bankotsu bravely did as he was told and he prayed the bitter salty fluid would stay put once he swallowed. Jakotsu’s orgasm had taken him completely by surprise, hitting him in the back of his throat, and making him gag. He still held one hand over his mouth, the other clutching his stomach as he nearly retched.

Jakotsu sat up, and leaning forward, he smiled as he peered at the younger boy, hoping to catch his eye. “That was really good, except when you bit me...” he said dryly.

“But as good as it was... I have just one more order to give.”

Smiling sweetly at him, Jakotsu said, “Let’s not do that again unless you want to.” I mean really want to, as I’m going to have nightmares now about you biting my cock off...

Giggling, the cross-dresser teased, “Oh wait, I have another one.”

“Order...”

“Yeah...?” Bankotsu tried to keep the look of panic off his face and failed miserably, giving his older lover a giggle-fit. “What?” he whined.

“With pleasure...” the fifteen year old said as he leaned in to comply.