Tequila Makes Them Fuck Like Bunny Rabbits

Tequila makes Them Fuck like Bunny Rabbits

Disclaimer: Two really hot guys fucking, alcohol abuse, and cussing. That’s it, enjoy!!! ((And if you don’t like it, don’t tell me about it))

Okay, so I wrote this once before, but it sucked, so I thought that I would retype this and post it for you guys. Hope you like it. REVIEW!!


“I said get away from me you fucking douche gag!!” Sanzo yelled his gun in his hand. His cigarette was disturbingly missing while the vein on his forehead was at least twice its normal size.

“And I said I didn’t mean it like that you fucking bastard!!” Gojyo yelled back at the irritating priest. Gojyo understood that most people by this point would have run away from the gun-toting priest, but he on the other hand must have missed that all important biological reflex.

“You said, and I quote ‘don’t ask questions, do as I say, and lay down on the bed’, this is it you jack-ass, I am going to kill you!!!” he said, firing the gun at said jack-ass.

Because of Sanzo’s firing, Gojyo cigarette dropped out of his mouth in what seemed like slow motion as he dodged Sanzo’s inraged attacks. Gojyo’s vein popped on his forehead as he began to yell at the Holy Prick infront of him.

“Look you dickwad!! If you didn’t jump to conclusions, you would notice the gaping wound on your side. Hakkai and Gojyo went on to fight that damn youkai so you have to stay here and stay out of the way like a good little priest. They had to go out and kill of those goddamn demons just s his little preist-iness can get his fuckin’ beauty sleep. If you want to bitch at anyone bitch at ‘mother’ Hakkai, because lord knows I am no happier than you!
”
While Sanzo didn’t want to admit it, he could feel the pain that raced through his side from the effort. Sanzo reluctantly lowered his weapon and sat back on the bed leaning against the wall and lit another cigarette. His head leaned back, and the room became so silent the only noise they heard was the smooth exhaling of smoke the two of them emitted.

Gojyo left the room, and into a disheveled kitchen. They were staying an old abandoned hut that some humans left behind. The entire place was furnished and even still had food in it. From in the bedroom Sanzo could hear Gojyo yell out exstatically. He heard the refridgerator door slam shut and Gojyo ran into the room.

“Hey, Sanzo, look!!” he said before yelling, “Holy shit on a stick!!! Do you have to fire your fucking gun at me every time you fuckin’ see me?!”

“Not every time” Sanzo replied smoothly.

“Well, anyway, look at all of the booze!!!” Gojyo held in his hands an alcoholics wet dream. The beautiful bottles showed that not only was there beer, but sake, rum, tequila, vodka, whisky, and brandy.

“Holy shit” Sanzo said before demanding that Gojyo gave him the whiskey immediately.

“Ah, ah ah!!! What’s the magic word?” Gojyo said, grinning stupidly.

“Now!!” He said, once again firing his gun.

“Jesus!! You’re worse then a fuckin’ two year old on crack who found his dad’s gun!”

“What ever, hand it over.”

“Fine, but the Tequila is mine!!!”

Thus, the drinking began. And just like the song “Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off”, they too became completely plastered, and Gojyo had taken off his shirt within two hours.


Two hours later, Sanzo had finished off the Whiskey, Sake, and had started on the Vodka. Gojyo had finished off the Tequila and was half way through the Rum.

They had found out through a drunken experiment the tequila and vodka did not mix, and that adding rum to sake produced an undrinkable substance. Since the concoction of their new alcoholic poison, they had decided to just stick to the strait booze and not attempt to mix anything.

“Sanzo” Gojyo said, his speech slurred. “Have you ever fucked anyone?” His mind was cloudy from the alcohol, but that didn’t stop the fact that it was a question that Gojyo had wanted the answer to for a while. To him, it seemed that if the priest had never gotten any, it might explain why he could be suck a dick.

“I’m a priest, what do you think?” Sanzo replied in a voice that screamed “you dumb-shit, how could you have not figured that out?’

“Oh yeah, I friggin’ hate priests.”

“So I noticed, ass hole”

“Oh no, Sanzo gettin’ pissy. Poor Sanzo.”

“You have a death wish, don’t you?’

“Not ‘tickerly”

Gojyo had been sitting on the floor, next to where Sanzo had sat. He attempted to stand, but did so too quickly, and ended up turning around and smashing lips with the Buddhist beneath him. Sanzo moved his hand to the bag of Gojyo’s head in what looked like an erotic manner, but instead only smacked the red-head in the back of the head.

“Ow!” he yelped, but while rubbing the new bump on his head, couldn’t help but think that it had been a good kiss, chaste or not. Sanzo and Gojyo locked eyes. It was decided then that they wanted to continue their “fun”. They didn’t care if it was because they had been without “companionship” for months, or because of their drunken stupor, but neither seemed to give a damn as they began to kiss wildly and passionately.

Gojyo kissed down the monk’s neck as the man beneath him panted and moaned in pleasure. Gojyo decided to show off a little, but also to make sure that Sanzo’s first time was unforgettable, and that no amount of alcohol, under the lethal limit, would make him forget this. He joined Sanzo in another earth-shattering kiss as his hands traveled down the monks bandaged waist, and back up to his hair where he pushed the priest further into the wall.

One of Gojyo’s hands slipped back down and slowly unbuttoned Sanzo’s jeans as he dominated the priest’s mouth. He slowly pulled down Sazo’s pants and underwear, making Sanzo hiss as his erection met the air. The red-head began to skillfully run his thumb against the tip of the cock, and slowly moved his hand up and down the man’s length. Sanzo moaned into the kiss, and bit Gojyo’s lip hard enough to draw blood which made Gojyo moan happily. He broke from the kiss, and nipped at Sanzo’s neck until Sanzo was bucking impatiently into the man’s hand wanting friction or something that would send him over the edge.

Sanzo continued to sit there panting until he felt Gojyo drag him down further to the ground until he was laying on the floor with Gojyo leaning over him.

“What do you think your doing?” Sanzo asked

“Didn’t I once tell you I didn’t like dude on top of me, well, I meant it. So you’re not on top.”

Gojyo used some of the copious amount of pre-cum to coat his fingers as he moved his head down until his breath could be felt on Sanzo’s cock making the man moan in desire. Gojyo wrapped his lips around the tip as he slowly slipped one finger in. He could feel Sanzo tense beneath him, but continued to suck the man while he slowly moved the digit in and out. He slowly added another finger and began scissoring the man. When he added the third finger, which no matter always hurt, he hummed around the man’s length until he felt like the man was ready for him.

“Okay, this might hurt a little” he whispered into Sanzo’s ear. Before Sanzo could say what, Gojyo took his fingers out, and rapidly entered into him. Sanzo whimpered and then gave in and whispered roughly that he would kill Gojyo later. Gojyo ignored instinct and stayed still for couple of minutes before slowly moving back and forth.

“Relax” he whispered, his voice rough and cracking lightly

Sanzo relaxed, which allowed for Gojyo to go in a little further which allowed him to hit a sensitive bundle of nerves that made Sanzo cry out his name. Sanzo instinctively wrapped his hand around his cock and began to pump to the rhythm Gojyo was setting.

“Oh… ye-yeah. Do wh-what y-you want –ah- to do.” Gojyo responded to Sanzo’s actions. Sanzo was lost in his own world and began meeting Gojyo thrust for thrust as their grunting and the sound of skin-against-skin was their music.

“Oh, s-so d-damn tight” Gojyo managed as the pace quickened.

“I-I’m gonna –moan –cum.” Sanzo managed as his hips bucked uncontrollably is the throws of his orgasm, as his walls clamped down on Gojyo, who followed him seconds later.

Gojyo fell on Sanzo, completely exhausted, and yet careful not to adgitate the human’s wound. The both lay there panting, and within minutes, they were asleep.


They awoke a couple of hours later and got off the floor, quickly washed themselves, and put on there clothes. They never spoke, but shared a chaste kiss on the lips. The only other thing they shared was a wonderful after-glow that could be barely felt underneath the monsterous hang-over. When Hakkai and Goku returned later, neither suspected anything except that the two of them should definitely be taken off alcohol. Needless to say, the next time Gojyo and Sanzo had to share a hotel room or tent alone together, they didn’t die from boredom.

And they fucked happily ever after.


Hope you like. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!!