Test Drive

Hello all, welcome to chapter five of Test Drive.  This one is less car nerdery, more Inuyasha and Sesshomaru.  Hope you all enjoy it, please read and review!

~~~~~~Test Drive~~~~~~

It was just…breathtaking.  Pictures online, in magazines, on TV, they were all well and good.  But in the genuine, it was just…staggering.  Utterly perfect, gorgeous lines, beautiful curves, a subtle hood scoop, trimmed in bright work, thin bumpers and flawless wire wheels.  The top was down, cream leather inside, deep blue paint swathing the gorgeous panels.

It was quite simply, the Ferrari 250 California.  Actually, it wasn’t that simple; it was truly a 1961 Ferrari 250 GT Spider California Short Wheel Base, as it was known by the good people at Maranello, Italy.  A gorgeous, rare, expensive sports car when new; it had become the ultimate collector’s Ferrari, now worth millions of dollars at auction.

And Inuyasha was supposed to drive it.

Shaking hands reached for the door as he looked around, not sure if this was a joke or not.  Finding no one around, he popped the door open, sliding ever so carefully into the leather seat.  Pulling it shut, he saw the key hanging from the ignition, and with more trepidation than he would care to admit he pushed the clutch pedal in.

It wasn’t that Inuyasha really cared about money or an item’s price tag; he was from money, and honestly could give a fuck less about what someone paid for what.  Rarity and badges really didn’t faze him either, he’d driven his share of exotics and luxury vehicles, and his own he bought for the way they made him feel, not the message they sent to everyone else.

But this, this was the daddy of Ferrari’s.  One of the single most iconic, beautiful, and enjoyable cars ever to come from Italia.  It was a piece of art, a hand forged metal sculpture of automotive brilliance, insanely expensive to own because it was an insanely beautiful machine.

With a still shaking hand, he turned the key, and hit the starter.  A few seconds later, the 2.9 liter V12, a brilliant, small displacement motor that churned out a fast revving, smooth 276 horsepower fired to life.  It was a phenomenal engine for its time, and even in the present the noise it made as it fired up and warmed nearly had Inuyasha completing in his jeans.

“Holy shit, this is insanity.”  Letting it warm, Inuyasha played with the gearbox a minute before releasing the handbrake, slotting the four speed manual into first gear.  With a held breath, he eased the clutch out with a dust of throttle and the fifty year old Ferrari rolled from its spot, Inuyasha tilling the massive wheel to point it to the garage door. 

Rolling it out into the daylight, Inuyasha got out and closed the garage up tight, then slipped back in.  Pulling out onto the road, Inuyasha shifted into second with a bit of throttle, matching the revs to get a smooth, seamless gear change in the notchy, long throw gearbox.  Easing the clutch out, Inuyasha couldn’t resist rolling his right foot down a bit harder on the gas.

With a symphony from the small displacement V12 under the hood, the car set back on the rear suspension and accelerated, the beautiful hood rising at it took off, the roar of the engine encroaching into the cabin simply breathtaking.  Suddenly, the fact that similar examples of this same car had sold at auction for nearly eleven million U.S. dollars almost started to make sense.

Shifting up into third, Inuyasha accelerated down the road as it wound lightly back towards Monaco proper.  As a tight set of hairpins came up, Inuyasha slowed with nineteen-sixty’s drum brakes, downshifting into second as he turned right into the corner.  Letting the clutch out with a bit of throttle, the skinny rear tires chirped and broke loose, the back end sliding round just a touch as

Inuyasha guided it out of the right hander and through the next left hander.

Driving it was just sublime; it was a true product of the sixties, it had drum brakes, heavy steering, a heavy clutch and the shifter throws were nice and long.  It had pronounced cowl shake as a result of being a convertible, turn in was a bit off compared to something like his modern S2000, seating was a bit cramped, and the massive wheel was in his thighs constantly.

Yet, it was perfect.  The cowl shake and easily perturbed suspension made it feel lively and connected, the hefty steering made the wheel feel so connected to the bias ply tires up front, the long throws in the shifter were just a treat, and the noise from that V12 up front was just mind bending.

It wasn’t a performance car by modern standards, it wasn’t fast, it wasn’t tight as a drum and the suspension, brakes and tires were archaic by modern standards.  But it was all character, all soul, pure pantomime.  It was in short, utterly brilliant.

The little mobile GPS he’d gotten from Sess got him to his destination quickly enough, too fast really, and sooner than he’d have liked he was pulling up the front drive of a very upscale hotel, it’s office room the spot of Sesshomaru’s business meeting.

The timing was perfect though, and sure enough right as he pulled up, he saw Sesshomaru striding out, clad in what was certainly a custom tailored suit, leather briefcase in hand.  Walking to him, Sesshomaru produced a pair of sunglasses, popping the door open and sliding into the passenger seat.

“Afternoon otouto, how has your day been going?”  Sesshomaru hadn’t been able to get information about the race during his meeting, and so was still in the dark about the result of the first race of the season.

“Eh you know, it was alright.  Couple of them almost had me, but I worked it out.”

“You won?”  Sesshomaru asked, mildly amazed if so.  He was confident in his brother, and had been optimistic, but he was up against nine of the club’s most elite drivers.

“I did.  I will say, there are some damn good drivers, but I edged them out.”

“Phenomenal job little brother, I must say, I had high hopes for you but did not expect a first place finish.  There are indeed some extremely strong competitors aren’t there?”

“Yeah.  I was actually amazed, I was in second when we turned onto the dirt section and while I kept with the guy in first, I couldn’t get ahead.  And I’m good on dirt, really good not to pat myself on the back, but he was right ahead of me the whole time.”

“Indeed, these are world class competitors.  Excellent job otouto.”

“Thanks, though I have to say, thanks for this.  I was just about in shock when I saw it sitting in the garage.”  Sesshomaru chuckled at that, pleased to see his brother was enjoying the rare and nearly priceless Ferrari.

“Not a problem, I figured you would enjoy it.”

“Indeed.  Though I do have to ask, which one of them do I see about my 911?”

At that, Sesshomaru popped open his briefcase, sliding a folded piece of paper from inside as his brother came to a stop at a red light.  Taking it, Inuyasha unfolded it to see it was a title, Sesshomaru’s name on it, a Porsche 911 GT3 RS 4.0 listed.

“It’s your car?”

“No, it’s yours.”

“Damn, thanks Sess.  Though why, I mean, I thought you said it was put up as a wager for the race?”

“It was.  In our little race of champions so to speak, it has become customary for the last year’s champion to put up a valuable, rare, or successfully campaigned car as reward for the first race of the season.”

“So you’re pretty good at this then?”

“Indeed, you’ve got some shoes to fill little brother, though it seems you’re up to the task.  Now, we should get you some new clothing, seeing as you didn’t come with much.  There is an excellent tailor I know of a few miles up.”

“Fair enough.”

~~~~~~Thirty Minutes Later~~~~~~

Inuyasha slipped his briefs off, setting them with every other last stitch of clothing he’d had on a small table in the warm, comfortable room he’d been directed to.  The cute, fairly busty, middle aged French woman who owned the store picked them up and slipped away with them, taking them back into her walled off workspace.

“I think you just got me robbed Sess.”  Inuyasha joked as the woman absconded with his clothing, the hanyou standing in the center of the room bare whilst his sibling sat in a luxurious, comfortable arm chair against one of the walls still fully dressed in his suit which had in fact come from the very same seamstress.

“If so, the results are not disagreeable.”  Sesshomaru had to say, he was truly enjoying the view.  Inuyasha was gorgeous there was no denying it; fluffy dog ears, pale silver hair cascading down his back and framing his angular and beautiful features not to mention those piercing amber eyes which matched his own.

Of course, further down there was all his lean muscles, the hanyou’s shorter stature giving his similar build a slightly stockier appearance than Sesshomaru’s own body.  His pert nipples were pierced, much to Sesshomaru’s pleasant surprise, a short silver bar through each.  Further still and a trail of silver ran to his furry nest of pubic hair.

His cock was surprisingly close to Sesshomaru’s own, the older full inu still had him by a good margin but the hanyou’s flaccid organ hung quite nicely.  He had a long foreskin hiding a silver ring through his PA piercing, once again surprising Sesshomaru with their resemblance.  And his full balls hung perfectly from his body, hiding his perineum piercing and its small ring from view.

“Hmm, hours and hours cramped up on a plane, stuffed in the back of a car for a while more all so I can earn you more money.  And the thanks I get is you ogling my nude form.”

“Don’t you mean hours in exceptional first-class accommodations drinking gin and tonics, a few minutes in the back of a Rolls Phantom, five-star breakfast, and winning a brilliant 911 while getting to drive a very nicely modified 325i.  You’re right baby brother, let me avert my eyes.”

Inuyasha made a face at his sibling as the tailor returned to him, measuring tape in hand.  Taking liberty with his bare frame, she took measurement after measurement of the hanyou’s frame.  Including, in Inuyasha’s opinion, a rather excessive number of measurements of his family jewels, noting his size, length, girth, how he hung, the way his balls sat.  She even obsessed over the shape and size of his rear, the way his muscular though still smooth ass curved from his back and met the top of his thighs.

Eventually though, the admittedly attractive woman had every measurement, observation, and notation she could think of jotted down on her notepad, the hanyou covered from head to toe.  Picking up a number of fabrics in different colors, she then began to hold them up against different areas of his body.  She jotted down his hair color, eye color, skin color; using her trained eye to judge what colors and materials were complementing him and which to avoid.

“Monsieur Takahashi, what all was it you wish produced for your brother?”  The human addressed the older of the two, getting a glance from the younger.

“A bit of everything if you will.  I had to pull my sibling away from home without much notice and he was not able to pack much of anything.  We will be traveling a good deal, so he will need the full spectrum of summer to winter attire.  Some very casual outfits, swimwear, jeans, full suits, the lot.   He will also require underwear, shoes, etc.  I trust the decisions to your trained eye.”

“Thank you sir.  Is there anything you would require while you are here?”

“Actually, I think I do.  I’m thinking a new suit or two, something a bit lighter than my usual fair.  And some new swimwear would be good as well.”

“Excellent, if you would just disrobe, I would like to get an update on your measurements just to be sure.”

“Certainly.”

As Sesshomaru stripped, hanging his clothing on a rack thoughtfully provided nearby, Inuyasha did have to admit his brother was fucking gorgeous.  His torso and arms were perfectly sculpted, just a bit lean, but densely packed with muscle, thick in all the right places without looking a meathead at all.  He was surprised to see that like his own, his sibling’s nipples sported short bars through them horizontally, though his were a gold that matched his eyes near perfectly.

Further, beneath his clearly defined abs, more of the magenta stripes that graced his wrists wrapped his waist, leading a trail down to his groin.  Where, though Inuyasha wasn’t likely to admit it, there hung a cock even thicker and longer than his own impressive endowment.  Surprisingly, to Inuyasha at least, there was a ring visible from beneath Sesshomaru’s foreskin as well, gold like his nipple piercings.

“Didn’t take you for one to like piercings.”

“It seems there’s much you stand to learn about your aniki, little brother.”  Inuyasha got the veiled jest aimed at him, both of their organs hanging free, and flipped his sibling the bird whilst the seamstress’ back was turned.

“Here’s your chart Monsieur Takahashi, let me just confirm your measurements and I can set to work.”

“That would be excellent.”

“I almost forget to ask, did you want all of your sibling’s clothes tailored to how he stands now, or would you like some tailored to accommodate some of your other preferences?”

“Preferences?”  Inuyasha questioned, brows furrowing slightly at what Sesshomaru’s ‘preferences’ might be regarding the way he was dressed.”

“I had not even thought about that, but yes, you might as well.  Never know when it might come in handy.”

“Preferences?”  Inuyasha reiterated, though Sesshomaru shrugged him off once again as the tailor confirmed his measurements, finding them to be the same as she’d previously recorded.  Taking

down what he wanted, she marked it off on her notepad, crossing off a couple of things she’d produced for him before.

“Care for the suits tailored to you as you are now, or would you like any special arrangements?”

“As I am now is fine.”

“Excellent.  Does your sibling require a change of clothes now?”

“Yes he would, something just a bit formal would be good.”

“Right away.”

“Oh, and if you would, I’d like a matching set of jewelry for him, the silver is nice, but I think gold is a better match.”

“Indeed, monsieur.”

“You know, you could ask my opinion of all this at some point.”  Inuyasha commented to his sibling as the older dog began to dress once more, the hanyou still stripped, his clothes having been confiscated.

“Not needed, I can speak from experience that her fashion sense is superior to yours otouto.”

“Here we are Monsieur Takahashi, do you find these acceptable for your sibling until I can finish his clothing?”  If Inuyasha didn’t know better, he’d suspect the woman thought him to be Sesshomaru’s mate by the way she addressed only the older, full inu alpha male.

“They would be perfect.”

“Concerning his piercings, these underwear are not quite generous enough for his...size.  Would it be acceptable to tuck him with his piercings?”

“That would be fine.”

“Tuck me?”

Before Inuyasha could do much protesting, he had his standard PA and perineum piercings removed, and a gold ring with what appeared to be some sort of diamond clasp was threaded through the head of his thick member.  His cock was pulled back, the ring threaded through the piercing behind his balls, and then a special tool clasped the diamond section into the opening in the ring, completing it.

“There we are, now you can dress.”

Inuyasha was a bit stunned, his cock pinned back between his legs.  But, not wanting to reveal the thickening in his member he slipped the soft almost silky briefs on. He saw they indeed were snug to his tucked cock, displaying a bulge that seriously downplayed what he actually had to offer.  A well-tailored set of jeans went on next, a bit snug around his ass, but not bad at all.

His nipple piercings were replaced, then a comfortable button down shirt and a light gray sport jacket slipped on his frame.  His watch, a great set of socks and some very comfortable dress boots went on along with a new belt and he was surprised to say he really did look good.  The materials were all excellent as was the tailoring; the clothes that weren’t even specifically for him were incredibly comfortable and fit excellently.

He did look good too, just formal enough without discomfort or looking stuck up at all.  The colors were great, complementing his hair and eyes and his tan skin.  It was perfect for a nice evening out on the French Riviera, even if his cock was pinned back between his legs.

“Beautiful work as always my dear, you never fail to impress.”  Sesshomaru complimented his tailor as she collected her tapes, notepads, and organized them in her workspace once more.

“Your flatter me Monsieur.  I should have most of both of your item’s ready within the week, here are a few odd items that should fit him in the meantime.”

Sesshomaru thanked her again and rang up their purchases for the time being.  Back in the car, Inuyasha in the passenger seat this time, they headed off towards the Monte Carlo Casino.  Actually retracing the grand prix circuit to a degree, the Casino itself located on one of the turns, Sesshomaru navigated the light traffic with a relaxed but quick pace, working the Ferrari V12 between the lights.

He made quick time and soon enough was pulling up to the Casino.  Sesshomaru pulled into the lobby of the casino, the two siblings getting out and walking inside as the valet gingerly moved the Ferrari to a spot right out front.  Inside Sesshomaru walked to the counter and gave them his account information.

"Ah, Mr. Takahashi welcome back to our casino.  Are you interested in buying chips now or shall I open your credit line for you again?"

"I'll take my credit line if you would I'm not carrying much cash on me."

"Certainly sir, can I interest you in a private room?"

Sesshomaru mulled it over a minute.  He had planned only on playing with his sibling at the tables but he might as well, it seemed Inuyasha was his good luck charm after all.

"That would be excellent thank you."

The woman working the counter continued typing a few things into the computer and a minute or so later one of the casino managers approached the two inu youkai as the clerk opened their credit line.

"Alright Mr. Takahashi your credit line is open would you like chips or would you prefer markers?"

"I'll just take markers for now thank you"

"Mr. Takahashi thank you for visiting us once again, I see you've brought company with you."

"My younger brother, Inuyasha."

"Pleasure to meet you, we hope you enjoy your time here with us.  Now whenever you're ready your table is ready back in private room three.  Can I get you two anything to eat or drink?"

"Yes, two gin and tonics if you would."

"Excellent, I'll be right back gentlemen."

The two inu entered the casino's private room and were greeted by a dealer and a manager waiting for them.  Sitting down at the table, Sesshomaru accepted a marker from the manager and produced a pen.

"Your game of choice Mr. Takahashi?"  The dealer asked, unsure of what to deal or how many cards to use.

"Let's keep it simple, single card, high draw house wins a tie.  One million dollars."

Sesshomaru handed the paper to the manager, who dutifully signed it as Inuyasha brought his eyebrow back down into place.

"How many cards would you like buried sir?"

"Three."

The dealer drew three cards from the sorted and set them aside, then drew a fourth and dealt it face down to Sesshomaru.  He drew a fifth and flipped it over, a Jack of spades showing.  Sesshomaru gently tipped his own card over and let a small smile to loiter on his face at the King of diamonds underneath.

"Congratulations sir."

"Thank you it would appear my little brother truly is lucky."

"For you at least."

Picking up his gin and tonic Sesshomaru sipped at it before turning to the floor manager.

"I'd like to pay that marker off now, also if you could take my winnings.  You can deposit half into the account I have linked to the casino, I'll take the other half in chips."

"Right away sir."

Sesshomaru relaxed back in his seat while Inuyasha continued to stand, taking a large sip of his drink.  He was honestly a bit in shock, partially unable to believe his sibling had bet a million on a small card game, more surprised that he'd won.

"Would you care to take a walk otouto, perhaps get a bite to eat before we play a few table games?"

"Sure, I'm dying to try some proper Stocafi.”  Inuyasha responded, eager to try the cod and thick red sauce dish local to Monaco.

“You’re in luck, I know a great little place right around the corner.”

~~~~~~Later That Night~~~~~~

Back at the hotel, Inuyasha strolled into his room and slipped out of his jacket, hanging it up neatly.  The rest of his clothes followed and the hanyou was ready for a quick shower and a nice rest.  The jet lag was starting to catch him a bit, and a good sleep to rest and adjust to the time zone was definitely in order.

Not to mention, a good wank was also in order.  He’d been ready to have Kagome a continent ago, especially after seeing her ready for him.  That had been blocked by Sesshomaru, then he’d spent eight hours on a plane, many more with Sesshomaru in Monaco, the race, then the tailor and a very nice night out at the casinos.  Hell, as many gorgeous women as there were around, he was definitely ready to have a quick orgasm. 

Though, as he stepped into the shower and began to fumble with the stupid ring he had in his piercings, he found a problem.  His normal rings were captive ball piercings, tight but he could get the ball in and out by hand.  This one was clasped in some way, the tool used to put it in seemed the way to unlock it and remove it.  As his member chubbed up Inuyasha realized he couldn’t get it un-pinned from behind his balls.

“SESSHOMARU!”