Myths: UPS Delivery Boys

Myth

The door bell rang, a slender hand shot out to turn down the TV and glare at the door, “Who the hell-…KADAJ! Get the door!”

“I don’t want to!” A voice cried in response.

A foot tapped impatiently outside the door.

“I said, get it!”

“You can’t make me!”

“I’m older than you!”

“You’re closer!”

“I’m busy!” ..watching the TV..

After a few minutes, and the sound of a struggle later, the door was pulled open, “What do you want?”

Cloud cleared his throat and lifted the package in his hands, “E..eh…I have a package to deliver.” But Kadaj’s eyes were everywhere but the package, or rather, not the package in the blonde’s hands, rather the nicely outlined crotch of the man before him, which, in hindsight is a package...

“Eh..” Cloud shifted nervously under the look and dropped the box to waist level in hopes to get the teen’s attention on the package he held, “Na?” Kadaj’s glazed eyes lifted, and he gave a cheeky grin, “Ah, gomen.” Turning away, he screamed for his brother.

“ANIKI~! There’s this really hot guy here to see you!” The blonde’s mouth opened in protest but Kadaj gave him a wink over his shoulder, snickering as he watched Yazu bolt from the couch and slide over to the doorway within seconds. Upon seeing the UPS uniform-clad blonde, he shot a glare at his brother, who simply raised a brow and disappeared back in the house.

“Ah, so they came..” The man made a grab for the box, watching at the blonde held them swiftly out of reach, then shoved a clipboard in his face, “You have to sign this first.” Rolling his eyes, Yazu swiftly scrawled his name, then made another grab for the box, happy to receive it this time. Though, he paused half-way through preparing to open it as the blonde turned and began to walk down the steps that led to their porch.

Nice…ass…Yazu thought, then smirked lightly, “Hey!” He called after the man, waving a hand, “Do you want to come in and get a drink? It’s rather warm out, wouldn’t you say?” Indeed it was, nearly reaching the nineties, and for a man clad in a dark brown pair of trousers and a button down shirt, a drink was a gift from the heavens, “..I wouldn’t want to be a bother..”

Inside the house, Kadaj was snickering, flicking through the channels on the TV, but keeping one eye on the door. He knew it wouldn’t take much for the blonde to trust his brother, Yazu just *looked* trustworthy. Indeed, a few minutes later, Yazu was leading the blonde into the house, pointing the other man to one of the armchairs nearer the door and set the package on the table, “Kadaj, go get him a glass of water.”

And it started again, “…Why should I?”

“Because I said?”

“And that matters how?”

“Because I’m older.”

“So? Rozu’s older than you and you don’t do what he asks!”

“Rozu’s stupid. Now get some water.”

With a dark curse, Kadaj pushed himself up and made way for the kitchen, nose wrinkling as he watched Yazu slip into the seat right next to the blonde and at least *attempt* conversation with the fidgeting delivery boy. After a few minutes, Kadaj came back, one hand clasping a glass of water, the other holding a plate of bologna sandwiches.

Both men watched as the blonde downed the glass of water, and Yazu was swift to offer him one of the sandwiches Kadaj had so kindly made. As Cloud set to work on the sandwich, Yazu reclined, grabbing the package and began unsealing it. Kadaj was bouncing up and down beside him, apparently knowledgeable about the contents of said box.

Just as the blonde was about to down the last bite of his sandwich, Yazu yanked out a pair of bondage cuffs from the box, and the bit of sandwich was promptly inhaled. Blue eyes widened and Cloud began choking, both brothers looking up at the coughing before Kadaj took off to get him some more water. Yazu was trying desperately not to laugh as the blonde swallowed down the drink Kadaj handed to him, the teen shooting a wink over at his brother, who smirked softly.

After Cloud had seemingly calmed down, at least enough to not be much fun for Kadaj and Yazu to watch anymore, both men started searching through the box, that Cloud now realized, held nothing but sex toys. Not that he could say anything, he wasn’t even supposed to know what was in that box. With each new toy the brothers revealed and rather detailed descriptions of how they’d be used, Cloud was shifting and fidgeting, tugging nervously at the collar of his uniform. To his dismay he found himself…reacting…to the brothers and their apparent incestuous relationship.

Normally he’d be trying to get of there as fast as possible, but it was hard to even make an effort to seem like he wanted to leave as vibrator after bondage accessories piled up right there on the coffee table. Cheeks were burning by the time Yazu pulled out a ball gag, the elder laughing at his younger brother’s reaction.

“And what the hell’s that for!?”

“You scream. A lot.”

“So!? You like my screaming”

Cue nosebleed for Cloud.

“But Rozu doesn’t, it keeps him up and he has to work every morning!”

“So we won’t do it when he’s home.”

Silence met that remark before both brothers shook their heads, “Nah.”

Yazu spared a glance at their guest, who was shifting around, trying to rearrange his pants in a less conspicuous manner, “Cloud.” The man in question practically jumped out of the seat, then turned his gaze over to the man, “Your nose is bleeding…the bathroom’s right down that hall and to the right.” Yazu urged, quickly shushing his brother as the younger boy went to correct him.

Cloud, quite embarrassed already, waited until the brothers’ attention turned back to their newly acquired toys before he darted off for the bathroom. Down the hall and to the right…he repeated, opening the door he’d been told. Instead of a bathroom, he came face to face with a rather luxurious bedroom. Satin sheets and cherry wood, red, black, and the purest of silvers. A small squeak erupted from his throat at the less obvious things he noticed. The hooks attached to the bed frame to hold random chains or handcuffs, the handle of a whip that was just able to be seen from beneath the bed…

“Oh, sorry, I meant to the left.” A voice purred in his ear and Cloud jerked, spinning around and stepping further into the room so not to collide with the man behind him. Yazu stepped right in after him, leaning against the wall by the door. A sheepish murmur left Cloud’s lips, but when he attempted to pass to get to the bathroom, he was stopped by Kadaj, who was leaning against the doorframe, the box of toys tucked beneath an arm, “Nee, Aniki, I think his nosebleed’s stopped.” Kadaj purred, watching the blonde as he lifted a hand to touch his nose, and the dried blood.

Yazu chuckled and rolled his eyes, “He was too busy ogling our room to notice, I suppose.” Pushing himself away from the wall, the elder brother grinned at the delivery boy, then moved towards the bed, collapsing against it, another voice slid over Cloud’s ear as he stared at Yazu, “He’s beautiful, isn’t he? All pale and silver against the red background. You should see how beautiful he is chained up, naked and begging.” A hot tongue slid over the edge of his ear and the blonde trembled, “You should hear how he screams when I whip him, and how he moans when he thrusts into me. Just the thought is making me hot.” The teen murmured, pressing up against the man who was just a bit taller than himself.

Hips pressed against Cloud’s backside and the blonde jerked out of his imaginative gaze, breath coming out in heated pants. Usually he wasn’t so turned on by a few simple words and a fully clothed man, so what was wrong with him? Before he could even speculate, a hand came around to brush against his crotch and he gave a surprised moan, “Mhh…he’s hot too, Yazu.” Kadaj purred over the blonde’s shoulder before giving him a shove towards the bed.

Cloud propelled himself onto the edge of the bed instead of face planting on the floor, his head lifting to peer up at Yazu, and silent realization dawned over his face. He’d fallen just between the man’s legs, his head mere inches from the brother’s crotch, a very well defined crotch covered in black leather, a very excited crotch, from the looks of it. “Do you like what you see?” Yazu purred, settling with the weight of his upper-body balanced on his elbows.

Face a nice shade of crimson, Cloud forced himself to sit up, staring silently at the man in front of him. Pressure against his back made him glance over his shoulder, eyes widening at just how close Kadaj was. Fingers deftly went to work on the blonde’s shirt, the man giving the faintest of whines as he was rid of the material. Yazu’s lips pressed against his collarbone, trailing up his neck and finding any and all weak points along the flesh; the other’s attitude was so ‘seek and destroy’ that Cloud was melting back against Kadaj, tipping his head back against the teen’s shoulder, and offering up more of his neck to his molester.

Kadaj temporarily supported the blonde’s weight, hands making quick work of the brown trousers and slipping in, meeting with the slight surprise that the blonde was wearing no boxers. He shrugged it off, though, filing it away for later torment and curled a slender set of fingers around the blonde’s cock, teasing the already stiff flesh to full erection.

Cloud was an incoherent mess by the time Yazu’s lips had reached his own, permitting the man’s tongue entrance even before the other requested it. Another hand joined the first on his cock and Cloud was dimly aware that both brothers were jerking him off, Yazu’s hungry eyes dropping to stare at the little drop of precum on the tip of the length. A cry echoed through the room as lips brushed over the head of his cock, the elder brother taking in the drop, then dragging his tongue along the flesh in hopes of more.

And more he got. Pleasure laced up the blonde’s spine and he arched away from Kadaj, pressing up against Yazu’s mouth before he came, his moan caught by Kadaj’s eager lips as his semen was caught by Yazu’s eager mouth. As the blonde gasped for breath, he was lain down on the satin covers, watching with half-mast eyes as Kadaj crawled closer to his brother, slipping into his lap and pressing their lips together. The man stared as the faintest glint of his seed passed from one set of lips to the other, hardening rather swiftly at the sight. Yazu gave Kadaj’s lips one last lick before pushing the teen down on his back, thumbing open his pants as the other hand pushed the younger brother’s shirt up.

Kadaj wormed his way around, slipping out of his shirt with an expertise someone his age shouldn’t have had. His pants were discarded soon after and Yazu drug his fingernails lightly up the underside of the teen’s length, enjoy the little tremors the movement set off though the boy. The boy was keen to recuperate the attention, tugging impatiently at his brother’s shirt until it came up and over his head, leaving it go before either brother managed to pull it off fully, then began undoing Yazu’s pants. A muffled laugh came from the man as he shed his shirt, tossing it off to the side and aiding in the removal of his pants when Kadaj became too anxious and threatened to rip the material.

The blonde was staring silently the whole while, absently discarding the rest of his clothing as the two naked brother met for another, much rougher kiss. Fingers coiled in strands that matched Kadaj’s own and he roughly tugged his brother’s head back, lowering his lips to nip along the length of the man’s throat. The softest of groans left Yazu’s lips, hands settling on Kadaj’s hips and rocking against him as Kadaj’s knowing tongue and teeth sunk into the sensitive spot at the junction of his neck and shoulder.

Another moan, echoing the one Yazu gave, made both brothers pause in their movements, turning to look at Cloud, who was obviously enjoying watching. The blonde’s hand was curled around his cock, stroking at a leisurely pace that was set to the rocking of the brothers’ hips; but under the scrutiny he was quick to pull his hand away and turn a nice shade of red. Laughter left Kadaj’s lips and he slipped out of Yazu’s lap, crawling over to kiss a trail up the inside of the blonde’s leg, over his cock with the faintest of touches, a nicely muscled stomach, his sternum, then his lips, pausing to catch them in a kiss just as rough at the one he’d watched the two brothers share.

Watching, Yazu gave a low growl as Kadaj gave his hips a playful sway and it was all he could do not to go over and slap the taunting flesh. When Cloud and Kadaj parted for breath, Yazu slid up behind his brother and drew him away from the blonde, pushing him down against the pillows at the head of the bed; then slid off the bed and pulled open the drawer of the night stand to find the misplaced condoms and lube he was sure he put there. He turned after finding what he needed, rolling his eyes at the sight before him. Cloud was on all four above his brother, the boy’s legs wrapped tight around his waist, moving in a mockery of sex, but Yazu knew they hadn’t gotten that far *yet*.

He slid up behind the two of them, gently drawing Cloud back by his hips so he could slip one of the newly opened condoms onto the man’s straining erection. Lubricant was brushed over the latex covering and Cloud gave a soft moan and squirmed around, then glanced up and moved to grab the lubricant to prepare the writhing body under him.

Two hands stopped him from snagging the tube though, and Kadaj gave a short laugh, “I don’t need it.” He purred, legs coiling tighter around the blonde’s hips and dragging them close, “Just you.” The boy’s eye drifted closed and Cloud looked helplessly to the content teen, then over to Yazu who smirked, “He likes it rough, just humor him.” Taking in a breath, the blonde reached between their bodies to grip his own erection and press it against Kadaj’s entrance, watching the teen relax and give a whine of impatience. Yazu rolled his eyes and climbed back onto the bed after having put on a condom himself and, after settling behind the blonde, forced the other’s hips sharply forwards.

Both Kadaj and Cloud let out a cry, the blonde’s blue eyes flew open to peer down at Kadaj, who was an incoherent puddle of moans and clutching flesh. Cloud couldn’t keep his hips still as muscles forced to suddenly stretch rippled around his cock, so he gave short little thrusts, waiting for Kadaj’s okay even as he shot a glare at the smirking man behind him.

Yazu shrugged under the glare, but he was unable to say anything over the stream of moans that left Kadaj’s lips, “Harder…” The teen begged, making a content sound in the back of his throat as Cloud withdrew almost completely, then thrust forwards again; earning a scream from the vocal teen as he brushed the boy’s prostate. Nails drug over Cloud’s back as Kadaj arched to meet his every thrust, both growling when Yazu’s hand came to rest on the blonde’s hips, forcing him to slow for a moment. Damp fingers pressed against the blonde’s entrance and he mumbled his approval, squirming in slight discomfort as the first finger pressed into his body.

The clenching of Kadaj’s muscles on his cock, though, managed to keep the discomfort and pain at bay as a second finger joined the first, then a third and he was rocking forwards, attempting to escape the pain that the sheath around his length couldn’t force him to ignore. Lips sought out his own and he melted into Kadaj’s kiss, stilling fully as the fingers were removed and the tip of Yazu’s length pressed against his entrance. All three males let out a collective, relaxing breath as Yazu pushed forwards, Kadaj’s lips catching the soft cry that left Cloud’s lips.

Everyone was rather tense now, each waiting for Yazu to finally seat himself within the blonde’s body so the pleasure could start again. After a few seconds Cloud started rocking his hips, first back against Yazu’s invading length, then forwards to press deeper within Kadaj’s body. After a few ill-timed thrusts, all three men were able to set a pace they could all move to. The teen’s legs tightened around Cloud’s waist, Cloud fighting to keep himself on his elbows and knees as Yazu thrust roughly into him.

One of Yazu’s hands gripped the blonde’s thigh, using it as leverage to draw the blonde back against his cock, then allowing him to thrust forwards into the man’s brother; who gave keening cries each time the tip of Cloud’s cock touched his prostate. Yazu’s free hand sought between Cloud and Kadaj, seeing as how Cloud was rather busy just trying to keep himself from collapsing on the boy beneath him, and his fingers curled around Kadaj’s cock, giving it rough strokes accompanied by lightly scratching nails.

With a scream muffled against Cloud’s shoulder, Kadaj coated Yazu’s hand in his semen, clamping roughly down around Cloud’s cock. The teen’s orgasm set off Cloud’s, who broke their rhythm by thrusting sharply into the boy’s body and coating the inside of the condom in his seed with a cry. Kadaj eagerly accepted Cloud’s sudden weight upon his chest as the man collapsed, his hips still raised, and limp cock still deep within the teen’s tight body.

Yazu smirked contentedly at the two, lifting the hand that was covered in Kadaj’s seed to his lips to give it a few faint licks before placing the still sticky hand on Cloud’s hips and thrust roughly within the tightening sheath. Both men gave moans, Kadaj shifting his satiated body around to slip beneath the blonde’s body and lean up to tug Cloud’s condom off, immediately dragging his tongue over the once-again hardened length to collect the newly spent semen.

Trembles wracked the blonde’s body as he was assaulted from both directions, hips forced to stay still by Kadaj’s hands while Yazu thrust roughly into him. Strike after strike upon his prostate brought one last keening cry from his lips and he tensed sharply once again around Yazu’s cock, coating Kadaj’s lips and the inner recesses of his mouth in his seed. Yazu thrust one last time before filling his own condom with cum. Kadaj moved slowly out from under the satiated blonde, watching with a smirk as he tumbled forwards and landed face first on the pillows. The eldest brother went about on tired legs, removing his condom and trailing over to the bathroom to get a cloth to wipe each of them off with.

The two brothers shared a small kiss, then glanced down at Cloud, who was sound asleep, “…Gives new meaning to the phrase ‘fucked unconscious’.” Kadaj murmured with a snicker, gently easing the blonde aside to pull the blankets down. Yazu rolled his eyes at Kadaj’s amusement, then slid under the covers with his brother, both silver haired males snuggling up to the softly snoring blonde.

Hours later a stream of light from the hall awoke Kadaj and Yazu, both smirking at Rozu who was looking rather tired for a long day’s work, “Another one?” He muttered at them, watching them both snuggle closer to their delivery boy, “This is the third one, you two..” Rozu admonished, though he was fighting back a smile himself, “But he’s also the last one!” Kadaj peeped up, giving Cloud’s forehead a small kiss, Yazu gave a nod, “Yeah, we’re keeping this one.” He murmured, glancing down at the blonde, then over at his brother, “Oh really? Did you give him the water?” Kadaj laughed softly and gave a nod, “Yes, and might I say, the viagra in it worked beautifully.” “How many times?” Rozu questioned.

“Three.” Yazu answered, stroking a hand through Cloud’s damp hair, “That’s the same amount of times the other two came, what’s so special about him?” Kadaj was busy cooing at the sleepy blonde to answer, so Yazu spoke up again, “We’ve tested all we needed to test, and we like this one, he’s cute, and has potential.” Rozu’s head cocked to the side, “What did you need to test?” The eldest questioned.

Two silvery heads lifted, emerald eyes glinting in the dark, and both brothers grinned widely, “The myth that all UPS delivery boys are gay.”

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Reviews for the hungry muses?

Also, I was looking for some inspiration for some new fics, they must be of the makocest (Cloud x Kadaj x Yazu x Rozu, or any mix of the four) pairing, and keep in mind that I usually only write one-shots or short chaptered stories. Challenges or plot bunnies are welcome.

And, for some ungodly reason, it wouldn't let me post this at the start of the fic:

Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t sue.

Originally written for my role-play community’s Strifey-kins and Yazu-Aniki, who play their characters off as such inspiring kinks, that everyone has to love them. <3