Harem

The bachelors party went well from the point of view of the would-be husband and the rest of the party. Syaoran was on stage. Four different “dates” all ended up in the same fashion – Syaoran dancing on stage in a new girly costume.

A very tight half-checkered belly-shirt showed a small cutout of the boy’s indigo-colored bra, a tight checkered skirt, and go-go boots matched well to the music from “Cutey Honey” (CLAMP did a Doujinshi with Cutey Honey in it) Syaoran finished letting the crowd see what he was in before removing it.

Tossing the top to the best man, he bounced about without a hint of blush on his cheeks or the fact he was in an indigo colored lacy bra. The skirt followed, right into the lap of Terada, before Syaoran began to masterbate on stage.

Only after a big white glob and the tip of his penis was easily seen by all did Syaoran exit the stage and sit next to Terada giving him a big kiss and blush at what he had just done.

“How about that one?” The bestman asked the would-be groom.

“That would be as bad as having my own son,” the would-be groom said, “Though it gives me an idea, why don’t you and I go back to a hotel for a bit.”

Terada was in the same opinion…

“Um here…” Syaoran blinked at the features of the hotel room.

There on the bed sat Yamazaki in a girl’s school uniform.

“yes…”

“Is there something wrong…” Terada asked placing his hand on Syaoran’s shoulder, “I know, why don’t you change back into the cheerleader one, that way Yamazaki here doesn’t feel left out…”

Terada layed back next to Yamazaki in the bed of the love hotel waiting as Syaoran changed in front of them. Yamazaki smiled and gave Terada a kiss, “See… I told you he was gay.”

“Not just yet,” Terada responded, he motioned to Syaoran, “Why don’t you show what you learned with Yamazaki here?”

“What?” Syaoran blushed.

“I told you to show him what you have learned,” Terada raised his hand ready to hit him. His arm gestured at the boy and then at Syaoran in a wedding theme…

The two boys blushed at each other.

Terada pushed at them, “Say something.”

“You look nice.”

Yamazaki glanced away from the brown-haired boy, “Like you are on your wedding day.”

“In China, brides wear red – I would love to have you as my bride,” Syaoran gave a blush, he timidly approached him and waited for the black-haired male to lift the veil over the white flowered headband, as soon as he did Yamazaki whispered his answer. Yamazaki gave him a kiss…

Syaoran began kissing Yamazaki. Yamazaki rubbed his body back letting the brown-haired boy know that he was in love. His hands rubbed Yamazaki’s cock from under the girl’s school uniform getting to know his spouse’s length well. His gloved hadn rubed it longly until it blew. The kiss broke. He moved down ready to give Yamazaki’s underwear a lick for a few touches, then pulled away to stip. Keeping the veil on, he unhooked the garter and rolled away the left stocking and the right stocking. Placing the garters and stockings into Terada’s hands, he returned back to kiss Yamazaki’s crotch. Yamazaki sighed at his fiancé’s touch, “Syaoran.”

The brownhaired boy parted from his fiancé stripping away the white lacy bustier-bodysuit so that he only remained in his panties. He took his fiancé’s hands placing it inside his panties, “I am going to suck you off until I cum.”

Yamazaki graoned loving every movement of Syaoran’s sucking skills – his deft hand feeling every part of Syaoran’s cock and balls. Soon, they would be his and only his…

“You have learned your lessons well,” Terada interrupted them.

Yamazaki looked at the older male giving a smile, “I am going to marry Syaoran here, on one condition – we are going to have sex with Terada first.”

Syaoran nodded, “Of course, darling.”