Rooming With the Guys

[Croup]

(for Spunny)

Kiba Inuzuka sighed as he stepped out of the bathroom, freshly showered and dressed in his usual ninja gear of dark pants, dark jacket, headband, and sandals. His lip curled as, a short distance away, he heard the unmistakable noise of skin on skin contact. Sharp, repetitive, methodical, and crisp. Followed by the sound of muffled grunts, yelps, and protests.

Somebody was getting spanked. Again.

When Kiba had agreed to move in with the rest of the guys to a... what was it called again--a multi-planar hostel for young men?--he hadn't thought discipline would be such an issue. But no, with so many hot-blooded dudes living so close together it seemed like not a day--hell, not even an hour most of the time--went by without one guy or another tipped over a lap, his pants pulled off, and his bare ass set ablaze by whoever the affronted party happened to be. Hell, Kiba had done it himself several times already, and he'd only been living there a week. It did seem like a good ol' fashioned ass beating was the best way to get through to most dudes. Still, weren't they a little old for such treatment? Especially so... often?

The leaf-nin did have to wonder though. Who was getting it? Who was giving it? He smirked as a number of possibilities sprung to mind. Maybe those Voltron pilots were feuding again (he'd already seen Keith and Lance spanked several times by the older pilot--Shiro). Maybe that Gamagori guy was putting his foot down and taking his whip to some fella's hapless behind until he screamed for mercy (that seemed to be a daily occurrence). Maybe that Ike guy was taking that other dude over his knee--Chrom--as had happened several times already (Kiba wasn't sure what their deal was). Or hell, maybe Naruto was getting it, same as he had every day since he was twelve years old.

Well, in any case, Kiba wasn't going to stand around and just wonder. He was going to find out what the deal. So he set off down the hallways, drawing closer to the sound of whoever's naked ass getting beat like it probably deserved.

[Spunny]

Yusuke Urameshi already regretted this decision.

When he found an invitation to this swanky place, a freakin mansion, without him having to fight in some damn tournament or anything, he figured it was a good chance. Hardly a week went by without some new mission from Koenma, and a guy needs a break, dammit! The pamphlet had warned him about following the rules and strict guidelines, but hey, he figured he could release some steam before they eventually kicked him out! It wasn't every day that one got invited to a place like this, and he didn't see a reason why he shouldn't accept it!

Now he saw a very big reason.

As it turned out, they had invited Kuwabara there as well, and the two of them came to blows after mere minutes of moving into their wing of the area; the same wing as it turned out. He and Yusuke didn't even wait to see if they'd be sharing a room (but no freakin way together) or if they'd have their own rooms before they came to blows.

Well, Yusuke came to blows. One blow. Kuwabare went flying.

Yusuke had figured that was that, and was about to congratulate himself on a job well done before this hulking figure practically towered above him, arms crossed and glaring down at him.

Now he found himself over this freakin giant's knee, his jeans and underwear yanked down, bunched around his ankles while the big guy spanked him! Spanked him! Like he was some kind of damn brat! The entire time, he listed off the rules Yusuke should follow, how unacceptable that was, and other crap! Yusuke didn't listen to any of it, and was just determined to get free.

"Alright, alright-Ow!-I get it! Enough!" He yelled out, twisting his round ass from side to side, the two firm cheeks bouncing underneath the force of the slaps, already turning a decent red color underneath that firm palm.

[Croup]

"You miscreant! You have not even begun to 'get it'! But you will now!" The massive Ira Gamagori lectured him harshly as his hand cracked down again and again on the bare, hapless buttocks. Former Disciplinary Head of Honnoji Academy, when he'd been one of the first selected to move into the large inter-planar dormitory it'd seemed only sensible to maintain his position and act as Disciplinary Head of the large mansion. Now he spent all his time spanking and punishing and asserting his authority over his fellow hot-blooded young men. It was almost exhausting, but someone had to do it.

That was the sight that Kiba stumbled across, Yusuke kicking and bucking over Gamagori's knees. He had to give a smile. Hell, watching a guy get his ass beat never really got old. "Hey Gamagori, who's your new friend?"

"Hmmph! This whelp is Yusuke Urameshi. His transfer papers identify him as a 'Spirit Detective', but from where I sit he's nothing but a troublemaker!" Gamagori took Yusuke firmly by the armpits then drew him further across his knee, upending him more and exposing his lower cheeks to view. Then his enormous hand began to swat those lower cheeks--the 'sit spots'--striking the most sensitive part of the ass without an iota of mercy or compassion. No man could keep still or quiet during one of Gamagori's sit spot spankings. Hell, it'd practically been tested by now.

"Heh, sorry about this, new guy... You're kinda getting the unofficial "Hirateuchi House Welcome'," Kiba told Yusuke as he yowled and thrashed. He recalled his own first spanking from Gamagori, also delivered within barely an hour of his arrival. It'd been for letting his dog Akamaru pee on some flowers. Now he made sure to walk him often so that would never happen again.

Meanwhile, Kuwabara Kazama was stumbling out of the wreckage he'd made, brushing himself off. "Dammit Urameshi... that was a lucky punch!" he said angrily. But he stopped when he saw what all the fuss was about. "WHOA! Urameshi, you're getting... Hahaha! What the hell? You're getting SPANKED! Like some little kid! Ahahah! Oh man, this must be the funniest thing I've ever seen! Where's a camera when you need one!"

Gamagori snorted. "Do not laugh too hard. YOU are going over my knee next!"

Kuwabara blinked. "Huh?"

"You came to blows, the same as your roommate. You will be punished the same too!"

"Wha--you mean--you're gonna spank ME!??"

"Sorry fella. Hope you didn't need to sit down for the rest of the day," Kiba commiserated.

[Spunny]

Yusuke had been in some pretty serious fights. More than his own fair share of dire situations. He had fought against enemies that were way stronger than him, defeated only by his persistence against their sheer strength.

But none of what he had been through now compared to the burn that was quickly burning in his backside!

"YEOW! Ow! Alrightalrightalright, stop!" He yelled, pink coloring his face as he began to kick in earnest, practically twisting wildly over this blond asshole's lap. He was giving Kuwabara and Kiba quite the show as his red buns bounced underneath Gamagori's palm, twisting them from side to side, kicking his legs. He looked all the more like some brat that deserved to be spanked, and his constant kicking threatened to rip his jeans just from the sheer force of it.

All this and Kuwabara was watching! He tried to be resilient about his: grit his teeth and bear it. But no matter how he tried to endure it, no matter how his pride tried to swell up and refuse to give this guy the pleasure of having him squirm too much, the disclipinarian's palm quickly broke through his attempts.

"Oooh!"

"Yeah, just ask Kiba here how much these spankings hurt." Lance had appeared, arm wrapped around Kiba's shoulder in a friendly manner, though he had a mischievous smirk upon his face. "He and his bud, Naruto, get it every day around here. "

[Croup]

"Oi. Naruto gets it every day. I get it... not as often," Kiba said testily. He narrowed his eyes as the smarmy Voltron pilot acted so familiar. "Lance, you and that Keith guy are the ones who get it every day. Even when you can't sit for meals you're still in each other's faces! Hell, just last week I saw the two of you, plus that big guy Hunk, and that daddy of yours Shiro, all get it together for causing some ruckus or other. Four twisting spandex asses!"

As Kiba and Lance started to argue about who got spanked more, Kuwabara was struggling to reach a decision. Well hell if I'm gonna stick around here and get spanked. I may have let those jerks Mr. Iwamoto and Mr. Akashi paddle me in school, but I ain't in school anymore! I'm outta here! And yet... But if I leave now, I'll miss seeing Yusuke get it, and this is the best thing I've seen in years! Crap!

Soon his decision would be made for him. Gamagori stood, dropping a now very red-assed Yusuke to the floor. He pointed at Kuwabara. "Your turn."

"Uhhh, hell no! I'm outta here!" Kuwabara said staunchly, dragging his eyes from his rival's perkily muscled bare and swollen bottom. He turned to escape. But the instant the former delinquent's back was turned, Gamagori was unfurling his whip.

CRACK! Kuwabara's eyes bugged out as intense pain flooded him, centered on his ass. "YEEOOWW!" He looked back in shock, and saw that not only had the blond giant's whip struck him across the ass, but with one strike it had shredded his pants back there, leaving shreds of his heart-patterned boxer shorts and mostly his bare buns poking through the hole. "Wha--what the--?!" Next thing he knew, that whip had wrapped around both his legs and pulled them out from under him. He started clawing at the carpeting as he was dragged by it back towards Gamagori. "Aaahhh! Help me guys!! Help me!--"

Kiba just rolled his eyes as the redhead was summarily yanked across Gamagori's lap and started to get the hardest hand-spanking of his life. All while yowling and yelling. Stooping, he helped Yusuke up. "C'mon new guy. Let's go up to my room and I'll rub some lotion on those buns of yours."

[Spunny]

Yusuke stood up with a groan, not bothering to reach down to pull up his boxers or pants. Shit, he didn't think that he'd be able to wear even underwear for a while. His eyes had watered up, but his pride refused to let the tears spill. He may have been spanked like a brat, but he'll be damned if he ended up crying from one! Especially in front of Kuwabare or these two strangers.

Listening to them argue, however, he couldn't help but get the feeling that he was tricked. Was he only invited here cause he was a known delinquent? Was this entire place made to spank guys?

He reached back to rub those two sore cheeks, which he was sure were as red as a tomato at this point, but Lance had beat him two it. He felt two pair of hands on his ass, rubbing the hot and sore skin, and heard an appreciative whistle. "Man, he really did a number on you, didn't he?" He asked, before he raised his hand.

Slapsmackcrack

Three rapidfire slaps that made Yusuke jump forward, practically jumping out of his pants and underwear at this point, and quickly reach back and cover his ass protectively. He turned to shoot a glare at the smirking Lance, immediately wanting to start something. Only the burn in his backside kept him from slugging him across this face.

This guy was trouble.

Unfortunately, Lance had made it his mission to cause trouble after said incident where the Voltron team all got spanked. He did have a thing for watching other guys get spanked, especially his rival, Keith. When they had gotten there, they had assumed Shiro would be exempt from getting spanked, given the responsibility to keep his group in line. But when he was right there with them, getting spanked at their side for failure to keep them in control, it made a terrible urge to watch him get it more. And all three would be willing to take a spanking to make sure that Shiro got his own too, although they found out the easy way that Gamagori was a hard ass for the rules to a fault.

Hell, even now Hunk should've stolen the clothes from the bathroom while Shiro was showering, meaning the leader, Shiro, would have to wander out into the halls without a stitch of clothing on, and if Gamagori saw that...

But for now, he just smirked, as if daring Yusuke to come at him.

Yusuke just grit his teeth before turning to Kiba. "Y-Yeah," he said, voice a bit shaky. "Some lotion might be good."

[Croup]

Kiba shot a glare at Lance, inserting himself between the guy and Yusuke. The meaning was clear: I saw him first. Go find your own. He placed a hand on Yusuke's hip to guide him in the proper direction--and away from the Voltron pilot. "Alright fella. It's right this way..." His eyes widened as his hand momentarily slipped, and he found himself holding Yusuke's right butt cheek. Steam almost shot from his nostrils at the sensation of that heated globe under his fingers.

Bloody Hokage! This guy's ass is round... and one of the firmest I've ever touched!

Covering his reaction in a fit of coughing, Kiba began going over some of the other common rules that were most often broken by new guys. He couldn't help but, before sliding his palm off Yusuke's ass, giving it the lightest of squeezes though. Damn.

Around them, they could hear the sounds of other slaps and yelps echoing dimly from different corners of the massive house. It was rare for any length of time to go by when someone wasn't getting spanked.

"AOWW! Dammit Urameshi! Are you seriously just gonna leave me here??! GYAAAHH!" Kuwabara wailed as Gamagori manifested a leather paddle and began to lash it down upon his bare, red, and helplessly squirming buns.

[Spunny]

"H-Hey!" Yusuke protested as he felt himself being led along by Kiba, a bit too forceful to make it seem like a friendly gesture. In the process, since he had yet to actually pull up his pants and boxers over his burning backside, he found himself without them now, a pile of clothes that laid in a heap, evidence of a newcomer who had gotten the unofficial welcoming delivered by Gamagori's palm.

He listened intently to Kiba's words, though his face flushed a deep red from embarrassment as the palm accidentally grabbed one cheek, clenching underneath Kiba's palm. He didn't say anything though, not even as he felt Kiba give the warmed globe a soft squeeze before he pulled away. If this guy wanted the next shot at Yusuke's ass, then Yusuke was going to be prepared.

**

In the meantime, as Lance watched as Kuwabara's equally deserving backside was being roasted, one of his fellow pilots were in the middle of one of Lance's ill-concocted schemes.

Hunk was moving from the bathroom into the hallway, the steam rising out as he slipped through the double doors. He had the clothes in a bag, smiling to himself as he carried the sack of clothes behind him. Another job well done! Not that he ever did this before, but hey, it was a job well done!

Thankfully Shiro was too busy in the shower room to notice anyone else was in there. It was all too easy for Hunk to slip in, stuff them into the laundry sack, and quickly slip on out under the cover of the steam. He grinned to himself as he opened the laundry sack, and dug around. Just a quick check to make sure...

As he lifted his hand, pulling out whatever cloth he had snagged, he revealed to himself...a jockstrap. He blinked, staring at it. Shiro tended to wear black boxer-briefs. This...wasn't Shiro's?

[Croup]

"WAH! WHERE IN THE WORLD--"

Stepping out of the showers was a man who definitely wasn't Shiro. It was an immense giant, larger even than Gamagori (well... unless the discipline head grew bigger, as he often did...) All tan skin and big, powerful muscles. Two spiky ridges of blond hair topped his head, resembling rabbit ears if you squinted--and were in the habit of imagining a large muscle man as a rabbit. It was the great hero All Might, the Symbol of Peace himself. The man who gave hope to so many through his bravery, his words, and his deeds.

However, he might not give hope to so many at the moment. The man was completely naked as he stepped through the double doors, wet and dripping. All the towels had naturally been snatched by Hunk as well, to ensure maximum embarrassment, so All Might held only a loofah in front of his groin--an object that was simply not big enough to completely cover his hanging, er, "One For All". Not a tanline could be seen on his body, leading one to think perhaps the #1 Hero regularly tanned in the nude. There was no body hair as well, other than a patch of similarly spiky pubes... On reflection, perhaps he'd still bestow hope onto those who saw him--just to a certain, smaller segment of the population, and just in a much different way than usual.

All Might had originally refused the invitation to stay at the compound. It was only when he'd learned that something about the grounds there eased his medical conditions that he'd agreed to become a resident. For some reason while dwelling in the large mansion he could assume his heroic form 24/7, and was no longer subject to coughing up blood and other side-effects of his injuries. And he could still lead and inspire the next generation of heroes... or at least, the hot-blooded, male portion of the next generation.

But right now inspiration wasn't on his mind. He was one of the few guys in the house who hadn't been been spanked while living there--he was too manly, too strong, and simply too heroic to be put over most knees. However, he knew there was a rule against public nudity, and he'd been forced to leave the showers in search of clothing. So he wasn't anxious or afraid exactly, but he was... concerned. And it certainly wouldn't do for a young future-hero to see the bare rear of the Symbol of Peace, no matter how glorious it might be.

"Excuse me! You there!" He walked over to Hunk, great smile plastered on his face as always. "You wouldn't happen to have seen any, er, clothing around here, would you? I could swear I brought them into the shower with me, but they all seem to be missing! Hah hah!"

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Kiba continued to guide Yusuke up to his room. Somehow, his hand had once again found it's way to holding the spirit detective's bottom. It just seemed... easier that way, to steer and direct him with. "Oh, and on Tuesdays we have regular garbage pick-up. If you mess up the trash and the recycling, that's another spanking..."

Speaking of spanking, as they neared Kiba's door they could hear distinct slaps coming from within. The leaf-nin's brows furrowed. "What the..." He flung the door open. It was a nice-sized room with two beds. On one was a guy, who all they could see of him was his bare ass--tan, but fast approaching red; round; and wriggling up a storm as it got spanked by a strong hand.

"Oof! Ouch! No more 'tebayo! Oww, that stings like a bitch! Yeouch!"

Kiba sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He gestured. "Yusuke, I'd like ya to meet my roommate, Naruto. I'd have preferred face-to-face, but maybe this way is better since you'll probably see more of his ass around here anyway."

"Gyah! Ooh--nice to meet you! Yeoww!"

Then Kiba looked to see who the spanker was.

[Spunny]

Hunk froze at the sound of the legendary hero, wondering who he'd just ticked off. He should've known better than to get into one of Lance's schemes. This guy's voice was practically booming, almost echoing off the walls, and his shadow practically loomed over Hunk, who still held the sack full of clothes and towels in one hand while the other grabbed the jockstrap.

He slowly turned towards the figure looming above him. He so didn't look this hero up and down, taking in the nude form. This guy was so...big! His mind seemed to stall while he drank up the sight, his mind wondering how this guy would look turned over someone's lap while his backside, no doubt as muscular as the rest of him, was given a firm spanking, those cheeks turning red underneath a firm hand.

Hunk finally got ahold of himself as he noticed his, erm, 'Lion' reacting to it. He coughed, quickly dropped the jockstrap in the bag and stood up, trying to block it out of sight of this nude giant. Before he started imagining other people's asses getting spanked, he had to worry about his own.

"Nope! Nuh-uh, haven't seen anything!" He quickly answered, giving the big guy a nervous grin, and wishing that he was better at lying than this. But this guy seemed kinda friendly. Maybe he'd believe him, or, at least, spare his ass from the upcoming spanking if he finds out about Hunk's lying...

**

Yusuke, for his part, wasn't quite enjoying the feeling of Kiba's hand on his ass as much as Kiba was. He bit back all of the words he wanted to say though, the hand on the warm globes reminding him of the recent spanking he had just taken. Not that he was scared of getting another one! It wasn't going to happen again! But, uh, the last thing he needed was for that blond asshole to come stalking around the corner, following the sound of Yusuke's voice.

So he just shut up, let himself be steered by Kiba's firm hand (a phrase he was going to hate in the following days) and allowed himself to be led to Kiba's room...

Where he stumbled upon a pair of cheeks receiving their own beating, a hand clapping down over and over in quick, sharp slaps.

For his part, though, Tidus was very much enjoying not being on the receiving end of a spanking for once. Sure, he and Wakka were always spanking each other, but when it came to everyone else, Auron, Jecht, even villagers he came across as the legend about his round ass spread, he always found himself receiving more than giving.

He spanked just as he fought; sharp and quick, his palm closing in on Naruto's backside when he twisted around, slapping those round cheeks as they rose to meet his palm.

The reason for the spanking didn't take long to discover at all, as one look showed that the normally blond hair of the blitzball player had turned to a ridiculous green color. Though no more ridiculous than the rest of his normal outfit.

Yusuke gulped at the sight. Was everyone here spanking obsessed?