Operation Seduction

Gojyo and Hakkai both looked at Sanzo, disbelief and shock on their faces.



"You want us to what?" Gojyo exclaimed, barely able to believe what the monk had just asked.



"You heard." Sanzo snarled in response. "Are you going to do it or not?" he motioned to the two half-naked men.



"You want to watch?" Hakkai choked. Surely Sanzo didn't mean that. Hakkai wondered what was going on with his companions. First Goku, now Sanzo? Was horniness catching?



"Yes I want to watch. How else will I learn what to do?" Sanzo sat at the end of the bed upon which Gojyo sprawled.



"You could always join in?" Gojyo's flippant question was met with a scathing look and a rude gesture from Sanzo.



"Gojyo..." Hakkai tried to appeal to his friend. "You're not helping. Now Sanzo, why do you want to watch us? This is usually a private thing, not a spectator sport."



Sanzo ground his teeth. He didn't doubt that Hakkai would be a little reluctant to perform in front of him, but surely the idea of having an audience would appeal to Gojyo. Sanzo wasn't keen on telling the other two exactly why he needed their help, but since he had already humiliated himself by asking to watch them go at it he figured he might as well tell them everything. With a hefty sigh, he told them the whole sorry tale.



"And so I told him I'd show him. The only problem is I don't know much about it myself." Sanzo shifted uncomfortably and scowled at Gojyo's poor attempt to hide his amusement. "What's so funny?" he demanded.



"You drew him pictures?" Gojyo asked incredulously. "And you don't know anything about sex? Didn't you grow up surrounded by men?"



"Monks." Sanzo pointed out. "Monks who have taken vows of chastity."



Gojyo scratched his chin thoughtfully.



"But I thought you were allowed to...y'know...play with each other. That's why there are always young boys at monasteries."



Sanzo looked around for something with which to hit Gojyo, wishing he had picked up his fan again - or even better, his gun. It appeared that Hakkai noticed Sanzo's reaction and stepped in to stop any bloodshed.



"Gojyo, please stop. Sanzo has come to us for help and guidance. Let's respect how hard it must have been for him to do so and help him however we can." Hakkai turned to Sanzo and continued. "I don't mind if you want to watch, but Gojyo is right. Maybe you would learn more if you joined in."



Sanzo blanched. Watching was one thing but joining in was something else entirely. Up until the point where Goku asked him what went on between consenting adults, Sanzo had given very little thought to sexual matters. True, there had been moments where his body had reminded him what the other function of his genitalia was but other than swiftly and efficiently dealing with the matter, Sanzo had never really been one to experiment with masturbation. As for sexual contact with other people, again Sanzo had never been interested. His life was complex enough - especially one he took in Goku - that even considering any sort of relationship, be it sexual or otherwise, was an impossibility. Therefore, Sanzo wasn't merely uncertain of what to do; he was completely without experience of any sort. The kiss from Goku a mere hour previously had been his first kiss. Yes, Sanzo was innocent to everything. By no means was he the ideal person to be teaching Goku about sex and he briefly contemplated delegating that job to Hakkai - but not Gojyo who would put all sorts of deviant ideas into Goku's head - but no. Sanzo was the closest thing Goku had to a father figure and so it was a personal responsibility for Sanzo to learn as much as he could, then disseminate that knowledge to Goku. Unfortunately.



Sanzo considered the offer to join in with Hakkai and Gojyo. Truthfully, now that the matter had been raised, he found he was a little curious himself. He wanted to make sure he knew enough to show Goku, but was he really ready to try it out with the other two? Sanzo wavered, uncertain of what to do.



"Well Sanzo? Do you want some of this?" Gojyo ran his hand over his chest and down his stomach until the tips of his fingers dipped below his waistband. "You wanna find out why Hakkai walks funny some mornings?" he winked and arched his back.



Sanzo felt his lips curl into a sneer automatically.



"If I was going to join in, you can bet you wouldn't be the one to touch me." Sanzo nodded in Hakkai's direction. "He's the only one I'd trust to lay a finger on me."



"I'm very flattered to hear you say that." Hakkai beamed.



"That doesn't mean I'm going to join in." the alcohol Sanzo had consumed earlier wasn't enough for him to throw away his inhibitions just yet. "For the moment, I'll just watch."



"Like hell you will! You either get naked or get in amongst it or you can fuck off. If you want to see a performing chimp, tell Goku to give you a show." Gojyo reached for his cigarettes and lit one, not bothering to offer one to Sanzo.



"I'm not here for entertainment!" Sanzo barked. "I'm here for study purposes only."



"If you two don't keep it down, we'll get complaints. Or worse - Goku will wonder what's going on and barge right in to see what all the fuss is about." ever the peacekeeper, Hakkai stepped between the two quarrelling men before they came to blows.



"It'd solve a few problems if he did. I have no desire to see Gojyo naked." Sanzo muttered, sniffing the air to inhale some Gojyo's second hand smoke.



"That's it! Sorry, Hakkai. You won't be getting any action tonight. You can thank that bastard for ruining my mood.” Gojyo angrily stabbed a finger in Sanzo’s direction, eliciting a growl from the monk.



“Watch who you’re calling a bastard you…” Sanzo was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming. He looked towards Hakkai to enquire about the noise only to find the spot he had previously occupied was now vacant.



“Looks like your boyfriend has run out on you, Gojyo.”

“Only because you pissed him off, Sanzo.”



“Looks like you won’t be getting any action tonight either.”



Sanzo glared at Gojyo and Gojyo glared at Sanzo. Suddenly, Gojyo’s expression and demeanor changed and he advance on Sanzo.



“No action, eh? You’re still here, aren’t you? How ‘bout a private lesson, huh?” with every word, Gojyo moved a step closer to Sanzo and with every step Gojyo took towards Sanzo, Sanzo took a step backwards to maintain the distance. The wall halted his retreat.



“C’mon Sanzo. You’ve gotta be curious now. Knowing what me an’ Hakkai were about to do. Getting yourself all worked up over a silly squabble must get the blood pumping, right? I’m sure you want to work off some of that tension, don’t you?” Gojyo reached Sanzo and pressed his body flush against the monk’s. “If you still wanna learn, I don’t mind teaching you.”



Sanzo felt Gojyo’s breath against his cheek and flinched. It wasn’t pleasant but not entirely unpleasant either. Nor was the feeling of having Gojyo’s body pressed against his. He could smell the sweat on Gojyo’s body, the lingering smoke from the cigarette he’d not long finished, the beer he’d had with his dinner earlier. For the second time that evening, Sanzo found himself lost for words. Until Gojyo snorted in his ear and pushed himself away.



“Just messing with you, man. I’m not into you any more than you’re into me.” Gojyo turned his body to walk away and found himself being propelled backwards, down to the floor.



“Just what the fuck are you playing at?” Sanzo sat atop Gojyo’s chest and tried to swing at him but Gojyo caught his fist.



“Calm down man. What’s your problem?” Sanzo struggled but Gojyo held his fist tightly and grabbed the other to save being smacked with that one. “Maybe I was wrong,” he mused. “Maybe you are into me.” Gojyo winked then yelped in pain as Sanzo headbutted him. He let go of Sanzo’s hands and grabbed his upper arms instead, flipping him over and reversing their positions.



“You fucking crazy monk. You really do need to get laid. Maybe it’d help you get rid of some of this aggression you carry about with you.”



“Oh, and I suppose you think you’re the one to do it, do you?”



“Well, you do point your gun at me the most. And you can’t get more phallic than a gun.”



“Maybe it’s because I hate you the most?” Sanzo turned his head, knowing that if he continued to look at Gojyo’s smug face, he really would lose his cool.



Gojyo gave Sanzo a withering look and clambered off him. He grabbed his shirt from the bottom of the bed and pulled it on and headed towards the door. He opened the door, but before he stepped out of the room, he turned once more to Sanzo.



“Seriously man, you need to work out some of your tension. Why don’t you go and spank your monkey?” Gojyo winked and ducked out of the room before Sanzo was on his feet, ready to throw another punch.





“Prick,” but Sanzo spoke to a closed door then gave a snort of laughter. “Spank my monkey, indeed. That’s what I needed some fucking help with.”



Tbc…