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Drugs, Sex, and Chemicals

By: Lefuulei
folder Kingdom Hearts › Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Drugs, Sex, and Chemicals

A/N: I would like to say that I do NOT support the abuse of recreational substances. I also don't support incest.
This whole fic was inspired by waking up in the middle of the night after a post-RP between Marluxia and Vexen where Vexen intoxicated Marluxia with GHB And may have potentially gotten him addicted.
That being said, please enjoy.
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Chapter 1

You know, when you’re in school, it’s really stressful. For a lot of us it was stressful. Essay due the next morning, project in the afternoon, presentation on some dead guy who never really mattered to the rest of us. A lot of people just take the weekend off to some nice place. Others went to the bar down the street, got sloshed for the night and woke up Sunday morning, carrying a massive headache to work and through our paperwork. Not to mention, a lot of people would sleep around. Yeah, just get drunk and sleep with the nearest thing that had a hole between its legs. But there were a few of us, me and my buddies, we did… other things.

There’s this one blonde kid. Real smart. He was always good at chemistry and shit like that. Really cold and distant too. Always sitting with at least two other guys, guess they couldn’t get a girl in bed unless they paid her. Maybe that’s why he got the job he did. Even though he was really smart, he lived alone. Something like his parents died and shit like that. I didn’t care too much, only thing I really cared about concerning him was that he made sure to get us our candy, our essentials. He was a drug-dealer, knew everything about the drugs he handed us too. Made a ton of cash off of our pathetic hides. But hey, when you need it, you need it.

The teachers always made such a big fuss on it. They were completely against drugs, made us do reports on what this shit did to us. So it’s not like we didn’t know what would happen, we just didn’t care. Besides, that stuff did amazing things and made us feel good about the fucked up lives we lived. Every time we went on these little trips, after school, sometimes at the school or in one of those forests nearby that no one but murders and hobos would wander into willingly, we’d have loads of fun. Most people wouldn’t have approved, but when you got into it, you didn’t give a damn what other people thought. Nah, the only thing you really thought about was how good that mouth felt as it teased your stomach, or how the way that painful bite on your neck brought lots of pleasure.

Yeah, a lot of times I ended up being the one in the middle, sucked and fucked. Sometimes, just fucked. Maybe that’s because I looked like such a girl compared to the other two. I never really cared how everyone else viewed me, so long as I got what I wanted, when I wanted it. And you’d be just fucking stupid to come up to me and say something, just because my hair was maybe a little too bright pink and fluffy for your liking or my eyes were too damn gorgeous for you to stop staring. Or the fact that the girl I hung out with looked more manly than I did. Why? ‘Cause I wasn’t just some pretty face, I had my own ways of getting you to back down and grovel. And I just didn’t care. Or maybe it was because our drugs affected me the most and turned me into some kind of tyranny, so say the other two. I’d always be rubbing up on them and doing things that, in turn, made them horny, sick bastards.

But god, I admit this: I loved the way his mouth felt. Taking it all in, like he’d been born without a gag reflex, teeth raking over skin as he pulled off, only to indulge himself deeper. He was into some freshman at the school, even though he was a junior like me. That little blond didn’t know what he was missing with Axel. The redhead just knew how to work his mouth so well over you cock, it was thrilling. And sure, he liked to bite, but it made the whole thing that much better. It didn’t even matter that the two of us were brothers; in fact it was some kind of twisted turn on that the drugs brought about.

“Damn, Mar, could you moan lil’ louder, I don’t think Asia heard you yet.” That was our third member, running one hand up my chest while the other was buried deep between us, down the back of my pants with his fingers teasing me for a long time, drawing everything out and long as he could. Xigbar was known for being into guns. Hell, everyone thought he was in some kind of gun-war gang. Some people even started a rumor that he killed off his sister and his parents ditched him for it. Lot of it wasn’t true, Xig owned a gun, but the most he shot were his father’s empty beer cans and his mother’s wine bottles. Probably didn’t help his mother was a whore and downed so many pills she’d possibly croak one of these days. But He never did stop the rumors. Not even the one about that nasty scar on his cheek. A lot of people say that’s his gang marking or some shit like that. In all honesty? He got it from falling down the stairs while trying to surf an ironing board down a flight. He was an idiot, and that’s why we three hung out. We were all stupid enough to get into some shit that would fuck up our lives and we didn’t care.

“Mmnn! Xig, right there, do it again.”
“You’re such a fucking slut, Marluxia.”
“Just keep your mouth on my dick, you whore.”

Xigbar laughed at me, Axel bit my thigh hard, causing me to moan loudly. I was on such a trip; I didn’t even realize it hurt. I just know it felt damn good. “I want someone to suck me,” Axel started complaining again.
“Dude, just suck yourself then,” Xigbar replied before I could.
“Mmm yes, you’re flexible enough for it… heeyy... I bet the Rockshit kid would reeaaally appreciate you being able to do that…” Leaning back to bite Xig’s lips and he drove his finger in, pushing on that one spot that made me moan loud again.
“His name’s Roxas, not Rockshit. And you think so? Maybe I should try it sometime.”
“Mmmnn, you’re such a moron, Axel…”
“A moron who can get you damn well excited”
“Yeah, when I’m on drugs~”
“Both of you shut up, you’re throwing off my groove,” Xig finally interjected.
“Make me, pirate boy,”

“I’ll shut you up real nice, Mar” I didn’t even have time to act, chin grabbed, dragged down to my senior’s crotch as he unzipped and pulled himself out. I don’t even remember what I was on, but it controlled my movement, pushing me forward and letting my mouth open to take in the thick meat. I faintly heard Axel jeer as my body had been twisted in what would seem a painful position. “Oh~ I get to fuck older brother today? Delish.”

Hadn’t my mouth been full, hadn’t Xigbar grabbed my hair and guided my motions on his cock, I probably would have retorted. Hadn’t I been so drugged up, I would have never let Axel turn me over and pull down my clothing. He really loved using his tongue, licking up into the crack then into the already teased hole, slicking it with his disgusting saliva. Couldn’t help but moan onto the erection my mouth had taken in, eyes falling closed as my own tongue teased it, mimicking my brother’s. I heard Xigbar give a moan and encourage me, but I can’t recall what he said really, it was all hazing over in pleasure and drowsiness. But I do remember Axel entering me hard because it made my body yearn for the painful pleasure. Guess I was a sexual masochist or something. The rest was really foggy, but I remember the pleasure. Then they came. Practically the same time as I did. I choked down Xig’s seed as he pulled out and collapsed back, my own body falling onto his legs with Axel on top. My ass and leg felt slick, but I didn’t really care. I never did. I just wanted some sleep.

After a while, we’d all wake up and it’d be dark. We’d get dressed, give our nonchalant farewells and walk home, crash on the bed and go to sleep again. Then wake up at some odd hour in the morning, get food, take showers and start on our work. We’d work until we’d leave for school then the day would continue again. It was always like this, probably would be for a long time to come. I wonder if it’d ever change.

I don’t know, but what I do know is I walked up to Vexen on his way home and I’d waste no time at all.

“I need more.”