Unrequited love

“It depends on my mood,” Gin mumbled into his sake glass he just hoped the other heard him so that he wouldn’t have to repeat himself. He would die if he had to repeat that, “Sometimes I’m just too hard to play around. Most of the time…I like to tease myself while I read some pornographic story…usually a doujinshi because of the images in them make me excited.” His voice began to gain strength towards the end when he realized that Toushirou wasn’t going to tease him about what he did. In fact he seemed to be hanging on his every word so he went on. “I start with the head, teasing it…rubbing the underside of it…”

Toushirou cleared his throat, “It’s my turn.” He said as a means to tell Gin he had heard enough. The other’s face was rather pink in embarrassment or maybe from the amount of alcohol. Instead of a truth card he took its opposite number and read it aloud, “Give someone a lap dance.” He downed a mouth full of sake and wobbled to his feet. Gin wasn’t too sure if it wasn’t from the sake now.

Thoughts of Toushirou’s unsteadiness flew from his mind as the other came towards him, his hips swaying to the beat of some unheard tune. Gin gulped and pulled away from Toushirou hoping to escape what was about to happen but the other taichou pulled him away from the table and fixed him with a cold stare. “Stay,” He growled in a way that made Gin think of a dominatrix and their pet. He didn’t dare defy Toushirou. Instead he watched, wide eyed as the small man proved to him just how old he really was. Bucking and gyrating he teased Gin, moving lower and lower until he was squatting over his victim. Then, without warning he moving backup and tangled a hand into Gin’s hair. With a sultry look Toushirou started to make obscene movements with his hips inches from Gin’s nose. Only when Gin thought his face might burst into flames from the heat that had started to build there, did Toushirou stop, going back to sit across the table from him.

Gin just sat and stared at Toushirou like some idiot, not sure what he should do or say. He had never thought that the other man could dance let alone dance like THAT and the way he had looked at him…as if he were bug he may or may not squash at any given moment. That had…that had been…HOT. He gulped and tried his voice, not sure if it would come out or not. It did, “Toushirou…where did you…”

“It’s your turn…do I have to keep telling you who’s turn it is?” He asked with a bit of a grin on his face and a questioning raise of his eyebrow. He took a drink from his cup and tapped the cards, “Pick one or…oh crap I’ve been forgetting to move…here Gin, role the bones.” He handed Gin two spotted cubes which he tossed across the table watching them spin and skip until they landed on two threes. “Six…” Toushirou took out a purple piece and put it on the board, moving it six spaces, he then took out a blue piece and rolled himself moving only five spaces.

When that was done Toushirou gave Gin a look and he realized that he had to draw a card he looked at them, too afraid to draw. “What if I don’t want to draw?” He asked looking back up at the other taichou.

“Ohhhh…” he looked down at the square that Gin was on and smirked, “You’ll have to let me shave you bald.”

As soon as the word BALD had escaped the other’s lips the thought of everyone laughing at him, his head shining brighter than Ikkaku’s flashed through his mind. It was a horrible thought and he shook his head, no he wouldn’t let that happen, he would rather die than let that happen. So he took a dare card instead. The blood drained from his face as soon as he read it. What sort of fucked up game WAS this and where the HELL had Toushirou gotten it from anyways!?

“Well…” Toushirou prompted getting up again, coming to read the card over Gin’s shoulder. Toushirou started to laugh, smothering it with one small had. “Well…its either that or go bald…and I don’t think anyone would notice if you had no hair there…so if I were you I’d go with the dare card.”

He looked up at Shirou, horrified. However, if he didn’t do it he’d have to walk around for a month or more without any hair on his head! He firmed his resolve and nodded, “Where are your shaving things.” He asked.

“Where do you think I keep them,” He said rolling his eyes noticing that Gin wasn’t drinking, “Before you do that, down the hatch.” He grabbed the other’s glass and pushed it to Gin’s lips, his other hand coming to cup Gin’s chin and force his lips apart. Before he knew what was happening Shirou was pouring the sake down his throat and it was either swallow or drown in liquor. He gulped the liquid down, sputtering on it. He wasn’t used to chugging anything let alone spirits.

“You ass!” He cried, scrubbing his lips with the back of his hand.

“Ass I may be,” He said with a smirk, “But you better get to shaving your testicles, or I’ll start shaving your pretty hair off.” He messed up Gin’s hair walking away from the table and the third squad captain. He waited at the door crooking his finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture.

With a grumble he stood up his head spinning on him. This is why he hated drinking sake…it always hit you when you started moving. He pressed his hand to the side of his head and waited for his equilibrium to return before walking through the door and towards another one that Toushirou pointed at. It was a small bathroom but it was apparently where Toushirou did all his morning hygiene rituals like brush his teeth and shave whatever peach fuzz that appeared on his cheeks.

“I’m watching you, I want to see every hair gone from down there or I’ll have to do it myself.” Gin looked at the tacihou hoping he was kidding, hoping this was some sort of sick joke but when those arms crossed over that narrow chest he knew that Toushirou was not kidding around. He meant business. He took the razor he spotted by the sink and looked at it then at Touhirou.

Maybe he should opt for having his hair shaved off. He wasn’t comfortable with pulling his pants down in front of the other. No matter how much he was attracted to Toushirou, he hardly knew the other captain. To do something like this…on the first full day with him…well Toushirou did want to play it and he did seem comfortable around him if that hot little lap dance had anything to say on the matter.

With a sigh he undid his hakama and let it pool about his feet.

“Holy shit, you don’t wear underwear!”

Gin’s cheeks went as scarlet as an ass hit one too many times and looked away, ready to bear more of Toushirou’s criticism and jokes. “Get shaving.” Was all he said, eyes going down to Gin’s limp member eyeing it the way a kid might eye a piece of candy that might be just a bit too expensive for him. Gin’s hands were trembling as they went to grab the shaving cream. He knocked it over and it bounced off the floor and rolled away towards Shirou’s feet. He scrambled after it, catching it and looking up at Shirou, face nearly in the teen’s crotch. He yelped and leapt away from Shirou like he had done the night before when he had realized what he had done.

“I said get to shaving.” He ordered not caring too much for this jumpy nature Gin was showing of late. For Geezum Crow, it was the same junk that Gin had, why freak out just because your face ended up in some guy’s crotch? He rolled his eyes but smirked when Gin moved to sit on the lid of the toilet, holding his cock out of the way so he could squirt the shaving cream over his sack. “Good…Good.”

He couldn’t believe he was doing as he was told considering he was always the one in charge in the past. People would jump when he simply looked at them and now…now he folded because some jumped up teen was going to shave his head if he didn’t. He lathered himself up and grabbed the razor blade. He wasn’t too sure what he was doing, he had never done this before so he acted as if he was shaving his face and started on the underside working towards the base of his cock.

“Don’t you dare miss a single hair. I want you as smooth as a baby boy.” Toushirou was quite enjoying the show. Not only did he get to see Gin naked from the waist down he got to see him handle himself, even though he was as flaccid as a dead hose. Gin was uncut. Toushirou couldn’t believe how his body was responding to the sight. His mouth was watering just from looking at the man’s balls and there was a pleasant heat starting to gather in his loins. If he wasn’t carful he might just develop a hard problem.

It didn’t take Gin long to shave himself. Despite his early thought that this might be too hard to do it turned out to be just like shaving his face in the morning. He didn’t even knick himself as he usually did in the morning. He took the towel that was given him and whipped himself off with it, tossing it into the hamper before standing up for inspection.

Toushirou got on his knees before Gin so he could get a good look at the other’s handy work. He didn’t handle the sack with his hands, oh no that wasn’t the best way to test the smoothness of a man’s skin. He pressed his lips against one testicle and after a second, sucked it in. The surprised gasp he got made him grin. This side passed the test, he drew in the second one running his tongue over it and feeling no stray hairs. It was, after all, a very good razor he had given Gin. He pulled back and did a double take when he realized that Gin was semi hard and trying to cover the fact of it with his hands. He chuckled and winked at Gin before he left the bathroom happy to have collected the prize he had maybe Gin would be stupid enough to pick the same type of card and he would get to do something else fun and degrading to Gin.

Taking up his seat at the table again he had another drink from his glass. He was beyond buzzed now but damned it if he cared he felt good…truly good sense he had woken up that morning. “GIIIIINNNNN” He called wondering what was taking the other so damned long to come back to the sitting room. The other came back in after a few more long moments. He was waking funny, Toushirou noticed and his fuzzy brain strained to figure out why until he realized that it must feel funny to have hairless balls and on top of that he was still hard…from what Toushirou could see from the way Gin’s hakama sat. What an idiot…not to wear underwear under his hakama!

“My turn,” Toushirou announced deciding he wanted a truth card unless he got something as degrading as what Gin had gotten. He didn’t fancy having hairless balls. He picked up two cards by mistake and giggled putting one back under the pile without looking at it. He just hoped he hadn’t put back an easy question, he glanced at the card and sucked in a breath, eyes going rather large. “Uh…”


Gin, now that the tables were flipped just grinned and sipped his drink, “Well.” He prompted, looking at the game board realizing he hadn’t moved his piece. He shook the dice and spun them out hooting when he got two sixes. He moved far ahead of Shirou’s piece, “Read it or I’ll read it for you.” He said already reaching across the table to take the card from Toushirou. He was starting to enjoy this game and it didn’t help that he was now working on his FOURTH cup of sake where he usually only had three if he drank at all.

“What’s your favorite sexual position?” He grumbled feeling the resentment that he was sure Gin must have felt when he realized that he had to shave himself or lose his hair. “Well I’m a fucking virgin so I don’t know.” He snapped knowing that Gin would make fun of him because of it.

“Really?!” He laughed the thought of telling Toushirou that he was a virgin too never even crossed his mind. Oh no, he wouldn’t tell the other that even if he had a gun to his head that would just give the cock sucker reason to persecute him like he was doing. “You can’t even get laid!” he chortled, fist pounding the table.

“Fuck off, like anyone would want to suck your small cock,” He shot back in sullen anger.

Gin sobered up enough to shoot back, “I have had many people suck my cock, what counts is having them bend you over and shove it up your ass. It’s a badge of honor amongst gay men.” At this they both cracked up laughing even though Gin wasn’t too sure what exactly was funny about what he had said. It was probably the liquor this time. At least he could laugh along this time around unlike the laughing fit that Shirou had had earlier.

“Well I guess I’ll move then,” Toushirou said still fighting back his chuckles. He didn’t get a big number and sill lagged behind Gin by quite a ways. He wasn’t worried…if Gin won he won, at least they were having fun. “You’re going for dare aren’t you…because you want to end up bald and walking around here naked for my enjoyment, right?”

The silver haired man had indeed been reaching for another dare card, face screwed up in a sort of painful concentration. His hand froze over the cards and he blinked never thinking about it before. Why not just go with truth? They were just stupid easy questions! Hell he grinned and took a truth card reading it out loud without thought, “Have you ever done something in public that you shouldn’t?” He thought about it and grinned. After all this was Gin Ichimaru when hadn’t he done something he shouldn’t have done in public? He tossed the card into the discard pile and took a deep breath, “Well there was a time that I jacked off while Kira was reading a report to me. I wanted to see if he’d notice and well hell I’d been walking around with one hell of a boner all that day.” Mostly because he had been by to bug Toushirou earlier that day, the thought of it still made him laugh.

“Did he?”

Toushirou was leaning forward, face earnest and eyes large. Gin blinked, “Did what?” He teased the other maybe he should force Toushirou to do something embarrassing if he wanted to know more of what happened.

“Well…did he notice,” He prompted pouring Gin his fifth drink. Gin eyed it with a frown not really wanting to get much tipsier than he was. What if he got drunk and took advantage of Shirou? However, the side of him that was having fun threw away that thought in favor of taking another drink from the cup.

“Welllllll” He smirked waiting for Shirou to beg him for the information. He didn’t expect the other to come around the table and climb into his lap, hands lacing behind his head as if he were going to pull him into a kiss at any second. His brain went numb and his mouth fell open, spluttering sounds coming out but no words until it seemed that Shirou was going to lean right in and kiss him, “Nooooo, never.” He mumbled puckering up, ready for the kiss that never came.

Shirou was pulling back and standing up, “Knew that would work.” He said sounding satisfied with himself. It took a few seconds for Gin to realize what had happened and he pouted, that had been low down and dirty, but a good trick all the same. “Now move your damned piece.” He didn’t look at Gin as he thought which to do now…he hadn’t done a dare yet…and it was tempting. When Gin had moved his remarkable two spaces he rolled and moved twelve, grinning. He was catching up. He had decided on which card to draw. He took a dare card and put it back down at once when he saw the one word on it.

“No fair!” Gin called bullshit, “You can’t put a card back can you!?” He picked the card up from the stack and saw the word and grinned from ear to ear. He looked up at Toushirou who was blushing and looking down.

“Don’t like it much now that the shoe is on the other foot, do you?” Gin laughed, “Strip.” Because that was indeed what the card had said no matter how much Shirou tried to pretend like he hadn’t drawn it. He looked at the board and smirked even more, the shoe sure was on the other foot now, if Toushirou didn’t strip off every last scrap of his clothes, he would have to shave off all his body hair instead and he would make sure Toushirou got ‘ever last hair’.

“Fine!” He snapped getting up and undoing his belt as he turned around so Gin could only see his back. With his Yukata open he yanked his underwear and tossed it back over his shoulder hoping to hit Gin in his wretched face. He wasn’t shy about being naked around others, he was Japanese after all and they had none of that western sense of shame over the body. However there was another reason why he didn’t want to strip in front of Gin. He was a little excited…well that wasn’t quite true. He was a little more than excited. He had the hardest hard on in all of hard-on-vill. He sighed and let the yukata slip off his shoulders and pool about his feet.

“Turn around,” Gin said his voice a bit husky from the excitement he felt…the excitement that was now tenting his pants. When Shirou did, he smiled. He didn’t make fun of the other because he was aroused. Quite to the contrary, “Nice boner…” He purred. If Toushirou would tease his balls maybe he should do some teasing of his own. He moved towards the other, crawling on his hands and knees. He gave Shirou the dirtiest of looks, his eyes actually open.

Toushirou’s breath caught in his throat as the Gin from his fantasies suddenly made his appearance in his sitting room. If he had thought he had been hard before, oh how wrong he was! If desire and longing were the two things needed to cum he would have made a mess all over the floor from the look Gin was giving him. He only got closer and closer. Without thought he reached out and tangled a hand into Gin’s hair like he had done when he had tricked the other earlier. This had to be a trick, Toushirou wasn’t willing to believe that the man of his dreams was about to do the very thing he had always dreamt of him doing…was he? “Holly…SHIT.” He gasped as cool lips pressed against the head of him.

That squeaked out curse made Gin pause. He sounded just like the man he blew in the bath house those few times…and hell when he pulled back to look at the shaft he had been teasing with his lips he realized he looked a whole hell of a lot like him too. He looked up into Shirou’s stunned, lust filled face and gulped. Holy hana this was that noble teenaged snot he had been blowing. He had wanted it to be Shirou, had imagined it as the teen but wanting and hoping were very distinct things and were often a long way from becoming or being fact.

For Toushirou’s part he seemed to undergo the same sort of monumental reasoning that Gin had, his face slowly becoming more and more thunder struck. “Gin you never…I mean you couldn’t be working at a…there’s no way a captain would be.” He spluttered his hand never Leaving Gin’s hair it wasn’t there to keep him in place any more. It was there simply because he had forgotten to take it out. Now that he realized it was there he looked at it and flexed his fingers as if testing the reality of the moment. “You’re not a whore, are you?”

Gin gulped and decided to pretend that he didn’t know what was going on, taking a page from Toushirou’s book. Honor and duty. His duty precluded him from such disgraceful side jobs and his honor would not be so clean after an admission of performing such a job. Surely Shirou…no matter how many times he had visited him would not like to have a friend let alone a boyfriend who had worked as a chippy. “I certainly am not, what gave you that idea? If you’re going to think of me as a whore just because I crawl to you on my hands and knees, you can take care of your own hard on.” He was teasing of course because he leaned in and gave it one long slow lick, his hand following his mouth up. It made Shirou groan and made him ache to do more but after his teasing lick and stroke he pulled away going back to the table. “Besides, if I was a whore like you think I am I’d be on my back and not on my hands and knees.” Yeah bad joke but he laughed at it anyways.

Seawater blue eyes locked onto his and Shirou didn’t say a word for a long time. Gin was starting to think he had made a mistake in uttering his poor joke or maybe it was the denial, maybe Shirou wanted it to be Gin and when he had said no…he didn’t want to think about it. Neither, apparently, did Shirou because he came back to the table just as Gin drew a dare card before he could think about it. He groaned as he read it, slapping his forehead. He really hated himself for drawing a dare card when he KNEW it would be something horrible.

Toushirou stole the card from Gin and, regaining some of his good humor, grinned as he read it out loud as Gin rolled and moved his piece. “Piss on someone in the room….” His smile fell at once and he leveled a look at Gin that said he’d sooner go strait than let Gin give him a golden shower. “Try it and I’ll castrate you.” Even his voice was flat trying to get across that this just wasn’t happening.

Gin made a face he didn’t want to do that sort of thing either. He leaned forward and looked at the board. He made a face, fuck he had to paint his nails or eat dirt…either one didn’t appeal to him. He looked up at the other, “Well I’m not going to eat dirt.” He said his hand coming down to massage himself through his hakama. Damned he was hard and seeing Shirou sitting across from him…naked…and aroused was NOT helping things in the slightest.

“Good for you I’ve some nail polish I confiscated from Matsumoto in my bathroom.” He got to his feet again, almost falling as he did so. He had had a bit TOO much to drink Gin thought, but he wasn’t too sure. He was a little distracted by the bobbing hard on his eyes were glued to. Beside Shirou was an adult he can decide for himself when he has had enough. Before long Shirou was back with a vile of bright pink nail polish, “Here let me do it for you.”

Shirou came and sat in Gin’s lap wringing a gasp from him as his naked ass rubbed just the right way against his bulge. The pleasure went right to his head and as a result he didn’t notice right away that Shirou had taken his hand and was slowly painting the polish over his short stubby fingernails. Toushirou was actually good at painting nail which surprised Gin when his mind could take in just what the other man was ding, “Where’d you learn to do this?” He asked his voice not quite ‘normal’ he knew it was a bit too squeaky and who could blame him for it when he was as aroused as he was. Gin used his free hand to bring his glass to his lips drinking down the last of his sake.

“Matsumoto…she makes me do her nails,” He sighed breathing on the ones he had done so far, “She’d make me do it over until I got it right…damned I hate her.” He sighed “Shit I’m sorta drunk.” He mumbled finishing up with the first hand. He waited for Gin to set his drink down before he snatched up that hand and started work on that one.

“Then don’t drink anymore,” He nearly groaned when Shirou shifted to look over his shoulder at him. He had a sly look on his face as if he knew just what he was doing to Gin with his squirming. He probably did because he did it again.

“You’re awfully hard Gin,” He said that sly look becoming and even slier smirk that Gin had never in his life seen on the other’s face. “Maybe you should stop day dreaming about fucking me.” Oh that had been a clever shot and Gin rolled his eyes despite being drunk the man sure could zing you still.

“Two different situations there Shirou chan,” He purred deciding to get the other back for that. He was in the perfect position to lick and nip at an earlobe and he took full advantage sucking one in to knead it with his tongue. He groaned at the taste of Shirou’s smooth skin it was like honey and butter melting on the tongue. Toushirou’s gasp didn’t help with Gin’s desire. “Fuck, you know how hot you are?” He ran a hand up over the other’s bare chest marveling at how smooth and perfect it was…he must wax cause god knew he himself had a patch of rough chest hair marring his smooth skin.

“I’ve been told,” He sounded as if he were nearly laughing, “Could you stop trying to eat me for five seconds so I can finish with your left hand?” His voice sounded strained and Gin couldn’t blame him with where his tongue had ventured. He now licked and suckled at the pale throat he had often wanted to mark. He stopped breathing against the damp skin much in the same way he had done to Toushirou’s cock that one night. Gin watched the last few fingernails turn that girly ghastly pink. Hopefully he would be able to clean the crap off of him before someone like Kira or his other friends saw.

With the vile capped and set aside Toushirou reached out and rolled the dice, never leaving Gin’s lap. He seemed comfortable where he roosted, “I’m ahead of you now!” He exclaimed draining the last of the sake from Gin’s glass before drawing a card. Toushirou must have felt daring because he had taken a dare card, “Play with the genitals of another player for one minute.” He read aloud he looked back at Gin and that lust was back in spades. Toushirou was going to torture him and Gin really couldn’t care less if he did or not.

“You don’t…” He started but Shirou was already moving out of his lap. He didn’t fight him when those slim fingers undid the belt of his hakama and slipped in. He didn’t even stop Toushirou when he started to stroke him he wanted it too bad to stop him. His words before were a courtesy that was expected but he hadn’t meant them. He would rather have said ‘you better do more than a minute I’m so randy right now I might as well be sixteen again.’
“Could I…” His cheeks were flushed and not all from the liquor he had consumed. He pulled Gin out of the confines of the hakama giving him a few long slow strokes. Gin had no idea what the other was asking until he leaned in and gave the head of his shaft a soft teasing lick…”I want to taste you…every inch of you.”

All reason flew out the window with the look that Toushirou gave him and before Gin could stop himself he was tangling his hands into short white hair, forcing Shirou’s face into his lap. Only when the other squeaked and he realized how rough he was being did he let go of Toushirou’s hair, “y…yeah…” He mumbled stroking it instead. He had to get a hold of himself here. Toushirou has probably never done anything like this before and if he pushed the other too hard too fast; even if Shirou was drunk, he might frighten the teen off. “Go…go on then.”

Shirou groaned and lapped at the head of the shaft reveling in the taste of the pre that had started to flow almost as soon as he had started to suckle at it. When Gin’s hips gave a slight buck as if to beg him for more he pulled away and went down to lick the hairless balls. He liked how the hairless balls felt in his mouth and he moaned around them sending shivers through Gin’s body. He pulled back all the way and looked up at Gin with an evil smirk, “I think that was a minute.”

“W…what?” Gin’s fuzzy mind finally put together what was going on and he nearly snarled in frustration and anger. “You fucking COCK TEASE.” He spat instead, reaching out wanting to force the other to finish what he had started but the other was too fast and darted away back to his side of the table. He was giggling like a mad man.

“Someone has to win…you have only twelve more squares until the finish line.” Toushirou said counting the squares again to make sure he was counting correctly, “I only have eight.” He pushed the dice towards Gin, “So role two sixes and maybe I might let you go.” That evil grin would have put Gin’s best evil grin to shame. He picked the die up in a hand that was far from

Gin rolled the dice and only got a three. He groaned in frustration and took a truth card, “Are you attracted to someone in the room?” He looked at Toushirou and wondered if it wasn’t completely obvious by now. “What do you think?”

Toushirou’s cheeks went an exquisite shade of red a red that might well have matched Renji’s hair or maybe even make it appear dull in comparison. “I know I…” He mumbled looking down at the table, picking at a flaw in the wood that had caused the finish to bubble. “Shut up and answer the question.”

“Yeah…” He said with a pleasant smile, “In fact I was hoping that you’d finish what you started.” He motioned to his cock that was laying heavy and throbbing against his stomach.

“Maybe if you win,” Toushirou said loosing the shyness that had bound his tongue earlier. He reached for the dice and shook them…stopped and blew on them for good luck then tossed them out across the table. It was as if a bad movie editor had taken over their lives and had imposed a slow motion seen upon them. The bouncing dice slowed down, Gin held his breath hoping against hope that they would not land on any numbers that added up over nine. Shirou couldn’t win not with how badly he wanted the other.

Before the dice even finished bouncing Toushirou was cheering, getting up to jump around like an idiot. He apparently already thought he was going to win, either that or he was cheering on the dice. They made their final landing and Gin sucked in a breath, “IN YOUR FACE!” Shirou bellowed pointing at the two sixes that glared up at the third squad captain like twin devils.

“Fuuuucckkkk…” He moaned, falling back onto the floor, covering his face with his pink nail polished hands. It looked like those very same pink nail polished hands were going to be his best friends tonight.

“Where was the weirdest place you’ve ever had sex?”

Gin blinked and sat up, looking at Shirou wondering if he was asking him this question and if he was…why was he asking it now. He realized that Toushirou had a truth card in his hand and was reading from it. He glanced to Gin and smirked a bit setting the card aside, “Well I’d have to say the weirdest place I’ve ever had sex was the place where I lost my virginity…see there was this hot guy in my house and we’d both had a bit too much to drink maybe…but he was hard and I was naked and...” He was crawling towards Gin, “and we screwed all night long in my sitting room.”