Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Blueberry ❯ Chapter 1

"Blueberry" A ~Blue~ Fic Challenge

A Prince of Tennis Fanfic

By Andrea Readwolf <andrea_readwolf @hotmail.com>

Rating: R for sexual-content

Date Started: May 8, 2004

Status: Rough Draft completed: May 8, 2004

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Pairings: Kikumaru Eiji x Oishi Syuchiroh x Kikumaru Eiji

Genre: YAOI LEMON

Disclaimer: Tennis no Ohjisama, characters and settings are the property of Konomi Takeshi.

Warnings: Underage characters in homosexual and romantic situations of self-discovery.

Summary: Eiji comes back from a shopping trip with a little black bag.

Notes: Okay, how to say this... this fic is a lemon. That means two boys doing each other. The characters are 18 and 17 years old, however, it is implied (as in downright said) that they have been together for at least 3 years. If that doesn't shock you, good. However--it should also be said that while the original idea behind this fic was kept intake, the actually *details* became a lot more explicit. That means this story can contain many things that might serious SQUICK people out--so, um, yeah... rimming, fellatio, flavored lubricant, sex toys... um, yeah. In my experience, most people have difficulty with the rimming (which, if you didn't know is inserting the tongue into anus). If that's going to pose a problem with your sensibilities, please don't read.

For more information on anal sex, try this site: http://www.sexuality.org/l/incoming/analrule.html

This author will accept no responsibility for any hemorrhaging that occurs from reading her stories.

"Blueberry" by Andrea Readwolf

Kikumaru Eiji fell onto the bed with an "Oomphf!" and squirmed around until he got into his comfortable spot. The tiny black shopping bag he'd brought with him crinkled, tempting the other boy in the room, as it swung from the redhead's wrist. Eiji grinned at his boyfriend.

"Nya, where's you sister?" he asked as Syuichiroh finished typing something up in the email program.

Saving the message before shutting it down, Syuichiroh shot his long-time friend and partner a knowing smile. Eiji was sometimes too easy to read, and in the years since they'd met, that ability to read the other boy had only seemed to grow.

"She's staying over her friend's house tonight," he answered, and then added before Eiji could ask, "And Mom and Dad went up to visit my grandmom. Mom said they'd be gone the rest of the weekend."

Syuichiroh folded his hands over his stomach, leaning back in his computer chair and smiling back at his leering lover. Oh yes, they had the house completely to themselves for the entire night. Life was good and it was going to be an even better night.

He and Eiji had been friends since Junior High. They'd been lovers since High School. But Eiji was the youngest of several children, and Syuichiroh had a little sister, which meant, finding time to be together was often difficult and far in-between. Not to mention that they were both still very much active in the Tennis team, seniors in high school, and social with many people. Finding time to be together--let alone time for sex--was a much-cherished treasure for the two boys.

Even today Syuichiroh had had to attend a school meeting, while Eiji, Fuji, and Momoshiro had gone shopping. Something about Fuji wanting to show the other two boys this very interesting bookstore called 'Mandrake's'. Syuichiroh didn't begrudge his boyfriend that time spent apart anymore than Eiji resented Syuichiroh's sense of responsibility towards school. It was just another facet of who they were, the person they loved.

"So did you have a fun day shopping?" he asked pleasantly, fighting the urge to jump on the bed next to Eiji and demand the other boy to just fuck him. They had the entire night, after all.

Eiji's grin became positively evil--hmm... maybe he had picked up on that last thought, or maybe...

"Oh, an absolute blast," the redhead assured. "That bookstore of Fuji's was a lot of fun; I'll have to show you some of the books I bought," he added, licking his lips and biting down.

That cinched it. Syuichiroh had had his suspicions about the bookstore, this being Fuji after all, one could never be too cautious, but that look on his boyfriend's face told him for definite now that this "Mandrake's" was some sort of perverted bookstore. Poor Momoshiro--when would he learn better than to trust Fuji and Eiji?

"But what was even more interesting was this little shop we stopped at on the way back to the train station," Eiji continued, blue eyes burning into Syuichiroh and the dark-haired teen had the distinct impression that he was going to be in trouble... and shivered in anticipation.

"I bought Syuichiroh a present," the redhead purred, stretching, his shirt riding up his rib cage invitingly. "Would you like to see it?"

Why he was still even sitting in the chair at that point, Syuichiroh didn't know, but continuing to grin at his boyfriend, he nodded, getting up from the computer chair and covering the four steps separating chair from bed quickly before crawling onto the bed and laying out next to Eiji. "Very much," he added, propping his head up with a hand as the other hand went to rub Eiji's belly.

Those gorgeous blue eyes half-closed in pleasure as a noise that could only be described as a purr originated from Eiji's throat. The other boy really *was* much like a cat: Beautiful, sleek, athletic, mischievous, demanding.

"Kiss me first," he commanded, and Syuichiroh had no qualms in complying, leaning half onto Eiji's chest to press their lips together. He had meant for it to be a quick peck, but that never really worked, and soon he found himself breathless with desire and love as his tongue delved into the sweet, moist recesses of Eiji's mouth.

He loved this: kissing. It was the best experience of his life. Even better than sex, although sex was really, really good. But kissing... kissing was like sex, yeah, but it was also like... like he was sharing a piece of his soul with his partner. Every time he kissed Eiji, he fell more and more in love with the boy.

Eiji's fingers were in his hair when they finally pulled away, moving over his scalp in a pleasant massage. His hair was longer now than in junior high--the top to his chin, although he insisted on keeping the bottom shaved--it kept him cooler when playing. Still... Eiji like his hair, a lot; he liked to run his fingers through it, and Syuchiroh liked Eiji's fingers on him a lot, so growing out the top wasn't really that much of a hardship.

Eiji's own hairstyle hadn't changed much, either. Sometimes it was a little longer, sometimes shorter, but it was never drastically changed, and Syuichiroh was happy for that, because he really liked Eiji's hair, he thought, petting the dark reddish-brown strands now as he grinned down into his boyfriend's face. He liked the way it felt against his fingers, almost as intriguing as Eiji's skin.

"Your present's right here," his boyfriend murmured lazily, quite pleased with his kisses. He waved the bag off his wrist and then watched with patience he didn't possess as Syuichiroh unsealed the tape holding the plastic together and looked inside.... and frowned.

Grinning, Eiji sat up and up-ended the bag onto the bed. "It's really for me, but I need Syuichiroh's help to---"

Syuichiroh recognized several of the items--the blue square tubes of lubricant and the square foil packets of condoms. But... there was one thing he didn't recognized immediately... It was wrapped in a clear plastic bag that did nothing to hide the deep blue color of it, and it looked suspiciously like--

His cheeks felt like they were on fire when he looked back up at his boyfriend. Surely... Eiji couldn't... not, really... But his boyfriend's brilliant blue eyes were blazing with enthusiasm and excitement, and Syuichiroh knew, yes. He could.

And then Eiji was kissing him, sweet open-mouthed kisses meant to reassure both of them--'We don't have to...' 'But you want to...' 'I want to do everything with you...' 'If you're sure you really want to...'

"Mmmnnnn..." Eiji moaned as he fell back, pulling Syuichiroh with down over him. There was no need to rush, even if it had been close to two months since the last time they were able to find enough time alone and uninterrupted for a bout of lovemaking. Hands roamed with the ease of familiarity and welcome, and after several long minutes had passed, both boys found themselves naked and in new territory.

At some point, Syuichiroh had pulled back the covers and sheets as well as snagged a towel from his bureau. Eiji had tucked the tubes of lubricant and condoms under a pillow for safe keeping, keeping hold of one of the tubes and the second, clear plastic bag which had been in the first black bag.

Syuichiroh frowned at the plastic bag, or rather, what was inside of it as Eiji reached inside and fished the gelatinous blob out. "We should clean it first."

"Already did," the redhead grinned up at him. "When I stopped home to pick up my overnight bag." He waved the blue thing at Syuichiroh and giggled as it flopped back and forth.

Syuichiroh couldn't help but laugh a little, too, as he climbed up on the bed, completely unmindful of his nakedness, and moved in to kiss Eiji senseless again. After another moment or two, Eiji wrenched his lips away with a long moan.

"Come on, S'chiroh... Help me?" he accented the request with another kiss before grinning cheekily. "I could always prep myself, but it feels *ssooooo* much better when S'chiroh does it."

He took the little blue-colored tube of lubricant Eiji held out to him with a smile and laugh, snapping it opened as he teased, "That's because Eiji is lazy." He squeezed some of the contents onto his fingers, noticing that instead of the usually clear gel, it was a bright neon blue. Hesitantly, he sniffed, and then his shot wide with surprise.

"You bought flavored lube?"

Eiji grinned at him, taking Syuichiroh's fingers and sucking them into his mouth. He groaned as Eiji swiped his tongue over his fingers before bobbing his head, mimicking another act he was talented at. And then, Eiji suddenly switched from sucking on Syuichiroh's fingers to sucking on his tongue. The dark-haired teen moaned.

When they finally pulled away, Eiji was grinning up at him, waiting for his reaction, and Syuichiroh licked his lips. "Okay, you bought *blueberry* flavored lube."

"Nya, come on, S'chiroh," the redhead prompted, hooking a leg over his boyfriend's shoulder. "We haven't got all night, you know."

Syuichiroh laughed, dropping a kiss on the creamy, muscular thigh resting against his cheek, agreeably squeezing more lubricant onto his fingers and parting Eiji's cute little bask side even as he answered, "Yes we do. We have all night and probably a good chunk of tomorrow morning, too."

"Hoi! You know what I mean! Nya, S'chiroh, mmmm... feels good. Want more..."

He continued to rub his fingers over Eiji's opening, massaging the lubricant into the ring of muscles that contracted wantonly around his fingertips. He added more of the blue gel before carefully maneuvering two fingers into the other boy's passage, moving slowly, stretching carefully. The... present... Eiji had brought looked rather... large, and he really didn't want his boyfriend to be in pain.

It wasn't long before the redhead had adjusted to three fingers' width and was a writhing puddle of moans and cries of entreaty.

"Please, S'chiroh! So good! Oh gods! Nya! Yes! Feels, good... Hoooiiiiiii! Let's... nyaa! Let's try it," Eiji panted, reaching for the phallic-shaped jelly and brandishing at his boyfriend.

Syuichiroh frowned as he took the soft jelly toy from Eiji. It was surprisingly heavy. "Eiji, are you sure? This is awfully big? Why didn't you pick out something a little smaller?"

"That *was* the smallest one," the other boy gasped. "Just use lots of lube."

"But---I don't want to hurt you!"

Eiji just grinned up at him, one eye squinted shut. "It's gonna hurt some, I know, but that's okay. I'll let you know if it hurts too much and we can stop, agreed?"

Syuichiroh sighed. Did he really have a choice when it came to his boyfriend's wants and desires? Probably not. He used the rest of the blue colored lubricant on the jelly, smearing as much as possible over the entire surface, noting that it actually did kind of feel a little like a penis--an over-engorged one.

"Ready?"

At Eiji's nod, he carefully pressed the bright blue tip of the jelly against Eiji's opening, watching his partner's face for any hint of pain. He didn't have to look hard.

"I'm okay," Eiji panted. "It's just... big..." he explained. "It's okay, don't stop."

Syuichiroh wanted to stop then--the tip wasn't even the widest part of the jelly toy--but the leg still dangling over his shoulder contracted and Eiji demanded, "More."

He continued to slowly work more of the jelly into his lover's body--slowly because the jelly was slippery from the all the lubricant he's smeared onto it and it tried to wiggle free from his equally slippery fingers. Eiji's moaning, writhing body didn't help any, either, as he continued to let out streams of entreaties and profane curses, until finally--

"Shit, S'ch'roh! Just shove it all in!" Eiji cried out, the pain evident in his voice.

He wanted to do just the opposite and pull the jelly out, but Eiji shifted just as he was readjusting his hold on the toy and he ended up pressing a good portion of his weight onto it before he could catch himself. Eiji gasped, and then lay there panting as Syuichiroh scrambled to right himself.

"Oh, shit, Eiji, I'm sorry! Are you o--"

he was cut off by his lover's moan as Eiji undulated, angling his hips to add more pressure onto the toy's base. Bright blue eyes inched open to look up at Syuichiroh as he wiggled his hips again.

"You have *got* to try this," the redhead moaned. "Oh, gods, S'chi'oh... I've never... nnyaaa... so *full*..."

Syuichiroh was too shocked to really say or do anything at that moment. On the one hand, he was completely turned on by the tiny mews and moans originating from his lover. Add that to the way Eiji's body moved against the bed and Syuichiroh, and he knew his boyfriend was the most erotic sight he'd every seen before.

But then... Syuichiroh also find he couldn't tear his eyes away from the bright blue jelly circle pressing against Eiji's entrance. Each twist and undulation caused the jelly to twist and move, too. He watched transfixed as Eiji's body adjusted, tightening and stretching around the toy... Hesitantly, he reached out and gave the jelly a little tug, watching it slide free easily, despite Eiji's rather loud mew of protest... and then he tried pressing against the toy again, until the base rested against Eiji's cheeks. Syuichiroh used the heel of one hand to press the toy deeper.

"Oh, shit, that feels so good... Nyaaaa.... S'chi'oh, c'm'ere," Eiji panted, fingers reaching for another tube of lubricant and tossing the condom packet near his hip for the moment. Fingers ran down Syuichiroh's back, enticingly reaching around to cup his ass, and he agreeably twisted his body around so Eiji could easily prepare him, but he still couldn't take his eyes off the way Eiji's body fitted to and reacted to the plastic toy.

Eiji's fingers worked him with practiced ease--one hand gliding over his cock with sure strokes, while the other hand teased and coaxed Syuichiroh's muscles into relaxing. He could have told his lover he needed no coaxing tonight, but, again, he was finding it hard to form any speech patterns at the moment.

Syuichiroh ran a finger around the toy's entrance, pressing and prodding, wiggling the blue jelly experimentally. And then something did break through his haze of concentration--something wet, and wicked, and lapping at him.

"Oh, god, Eiji," he moaned, eyes closing as the tongue pressed deeper against his entrance, slowly licking away all the carefully applied lubricant. It was the most coherent sentence he could form as he rocked back on that lovingly invading tongue. His hand, still on the blue toy, twisted and pulled, and Eiji moaned against his ass, the vibrations nearly Syuichiroh's undoing.

After a moment in which Eiji's wiggling against Syuichiroh's hand managed to get the toy reinserted completely again, the redhead commanded, "Condom, on, now," before sinking his teeth into the delicate flesh of one of Syuichiroh's cheeks. "Want you now."

Fumbling with one hand, Syuichiroh was able to find the packet Eiji had tossed closer to him earlier and tear it open before laughing.

"Were you feeling in a blue mood today?" he teased his boyfriend, dangling the neon blue rubber over Eiji's cock before smoothing it into place with practiced ease. Eiji was already smearing more lubricant into his passage, but Syuichiroh was so aroused at the moment, he didn't think more or less would really matter. He wanted to be filled, and now.

Eiji grinned back at him, slapping his ass away and squirming into a sitting position. "Ah, gods... I can't *tell* you how good this feels," he breathed, pulling Syuichiroh to him for another kiss. He tasted like blueberries.

"I think, if I sit up... against the backboard," he mumbled, wiggling and stuffing some of the pillows behind him before grinning and moving his hips. "Hoooooiiiiii.... gooood," Eiji purred. "But it can feel better."

Grabbing at Syuichiroh again, Eiji pulled him onto his lap and ordered, "Ride me...." before kissing him again, wrapping his arms around Syuichiroh and undulating his hips down to press harder onto the blue jelly cock.

"Pushy, pushy," Syuichiroh mumbled against Eiji's lips, even as he readjusted his new position to apply with his lover's demands. He slid down onto Eiji's shaft without even the briefest hint of pain--only incredible pleasure.

Incredible, mind-blowing, life-altering, soul-wrenchingly wonderful pleasure.

And after all that build-up, it was over in barely more than a minute.

The two boys lay against one another, sweating profusely, panting, bodies trembling with exhaustion. Eiji, not surprisingly, was the first to find his voice.

"When did you say your sister was coming home?"

"I'll call and see if she can't sleep over tomorrow night, too."

"Oh. Good."

~~Owari "Blueberry"~~

End Notes:

1. Condomania is a real store in Shibuya, Tokyo--it's approximately the size of a walk in closet, and its appeal rests in the sole reason that it is a store that sells condoms. Other than that, I don't remember it very well.

2. Hmmm... I hope that "500" word thing wasn't serious >.< Okay, if I actually get up the strength to write the other blue story, I *promise* it will be much much smaller, okay?