Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Electronic Love ❯ The Happy Ending ( Chapter 16 )

The Happy Ending

Fuji chuckled breathlessly despite hitting his head against the wall on the hallway. He was supposed to be the more experienced one here. But here he was, pinned against a wall as Tezuka marked his neck and chest with his mouth. He groaned when Tezuka shifted so that his arousal would press against Tezuka's hip. Tezuka's own evidence of desire was hard against his thigh as he devoured Fuji's body.

“You know,” Fuji panted. “When I said inside, I really mean one of the rooms.”

Tezuka paused in his ministration, and then licked his way up to Fuji's ear. The brunette gasped when the bespectacled boy licked his earlobe. Tezuka's hand returned to his buttocks and one of his fingers massaged the area behind his scrotum gently. Fuji grinded his arousal onto Tezuka's hips desperately.

“I want to be inside… you.”

To emphasize his point, Tezuka moved his finger so that it's dragged over Fuji's entrance, causing the slender boy to cry out. His pants grew unbelievably tight. He knew that any more of this game he'd come in his pants.

“Then take me… in the bedroom.” He gasped.

Tezuka growled then picked his lover up. Fuji wrapped his arms around Tezuka's neck and his legs around Tezuka's hips. He grinded his crotch meaningfully against Tezuka's abdomen as he nipped his captain's neck. He smiled when Tezuka kicked a door open then shut. It's glad to know that the stoic Tezuka could loose control like this.

He gasped when Tezuka threw him to a bed. He lifted himself onto his elbows, shifted back and looked at Tezuka with a seductive smile as Tezuka crawled to him. Tezuka kissed him again lustfully and Fuji used this chance to undress Tezuka. He removed Tezuka's suit jacket, before regretfully breaking their kiss to pull his white shirt over his head.

Finally having Tezuka's chest exposed, Fuji slid down and started to lave Tezuka's nipples with his tongue. He played one with his fingers while licking and sucking the other. Tezuka groaned as he struggled to keep his body off Fuji. He let out a primal noise when Fuji cupped his erection through his jeans and started to massage it gently.

“Ah! Shuusuke…!” He cried out when Fuji bit his nipple. His body tensed as he struggled not to come prematurely.

Fuji abandoned the tight bud of flesh to kiss his lover gently on the lips. “Don't come yet.”

“You're… ah… not exactly… helping…”

They kissed more hungrily this time. Tezuka decided to get even by snaking his hand down to unzip Fuji's trousers and pull him out. Fuji gasped into his mouth when he felt Tezuka's long fingers wrapped loosely around his aching flesh, causing Tezuka to smile slightly in triumph. This time it's Tezuka who broke the kiss to slither down Fuji's body while pushing his shirt up. He paused on his way to torture Fuji's pink nipples the way he had done to him just moments before. Fuji's cries, gasps and moans were music to his ears as he licked, sucked and bit Fuji's nipples while stroking the other boy's weeping erection. Fuji clutched his head to his chest desperately, wanting to be abused by that tongue even more.

Remembering the sex literature he read previously, Tezuka removed Fuji's hands as he left Fuji's nipples to his navel. He thrust his tongue into the shallow dip a couple of times, delighting himself in the way Fuji mewled and squirmed beneath him. With little to no help from Fuji, Tezuka take off Fuji's trousers and underwear. Then, he sat up, marveling the sight of a half naked and very aroused Fuji before him. A wave of pride and possessiveness washed upon him as he realized than this beautiful person belonged to him now.

“Kunimitsu…?” Fuji called out softly, when Tezuka remained motionless above him.

Tezuka smiled and lowered himself, carefully locking their gazes together all the time. Fuji's soft exhalation turned into a cry when Tezuka licked the tip of his erection. Delighted to see the response, Tezuka nibbled playfully on it. He tasted Fuji's thick pre cum and hummed to show his appreciation. Fuji thrashed his head on the bed, clutching the sheet beneath him tightly as Tezuka's humming brought shiver down his spine. Taking this as a good sign, Tezuka took more of the hard flesh into his mouth.

Following one of the tips he read, he flung Fuji's legs over his shoulders and sat up. That way Fuji wouldn't have any leverage to thrust into his mouth and choke him. He already had enough difficulties now, trying to follow the tips and instructions correctly to please his lover. It seemed like he's doing well because Fuji kept moaning, gasping and speaking nonsensical encouragements. He removed his mouth from the straining flesh, drawing a disappointed whine from his lover. He ignored it in favor of nuzzling the base of Fuji's cock. Their eyes locked together as Tezuka took one of Fuji's tight balls into his mouth.

“Oh, Kunimitsu, that's…”

Tezuka nibbled, licked and sucked Fuji's balls until he writhed helplessly beneath him, begging for release. When he was satisfied, he left the tight balls to explore the rest of Fuji's nether area. He paused when he saw the tight ring of muscle guiding the entrance to Fuji's body. It's so small, looked so tight. Was it possible? He glanced up at Fuji and found only trust and love alongside with lust.

“… please…” Fuji whimpered. His cock was so hard from all the teasing it started to hurt. But it's a good kind of pain because it's Tezuka who did that to him. But he really couldn't take much more than this. He needed Tezuka to…

Fuji cried out abruptly when Tezuka licked the entrance to his body. Tezuka's tongue circled the ring of muscle a couple of time, only occasionally dipping his tongue in. When Fuji was shaking with need helplessly, Tezuka finally granted his lover's unspoken wish. He thrust his tongue into Fuji, causing him to cry out again. Fuji wept as Tezuka tasted his inner recess. His cock leaked more liquid from all the pleasure Tezuka was causing him, yet he was unable to even touch himself to ease his need in fear of injuring his neck. Fuji started to sob in frustration.

“Please… Kunimitsu, please… I can't anymore… I can't….” He begged, tears falling down his flushed face.

Tezuka paused, wondering if he had torment Fuji too much. But Fuji's tears were pleasure-induced. He decided to relieve Fuji from his frustration though. He thrust his tongue deeply into Fuji one more time before withdrawing it from Fuji's body, eliciting a weak whimper form the boy. But he didn't leave him unsatisfied too long and quickly slid his lips over Fuji's cock. Fuji shrieked when he suddenly felt Tezuka's mouth shielding his painful arousal. The brunette was at a loss of word and could only moans and whimpers pitifully as Tezuka pleasure him by sucking, licking and grazing his cock. After a while, Tezuka started to bob his head up and down quickly, almost like a pro. But he wasn't a pro and in reality he was fighting his gag reflex. Carefully he withdrew one hand from holding Fuji's hips and took one of Fuji's tight balls and squeezed it.

He heard Fuji shout his name beneath him and the next thing Tezuka knew, warm liquid entered his mouth in a rush. He tried to swallow it all but failed, so he withdrew and started to cough as Fuji's essence burnt his throat. Some of the pearly liquid hit his face when he withdrew.

When he let Fuji down, he was still shaking from the intensity of his climax. Tezuka kissed him gently and caressed him softly to help him recover. He kissed away the tears that escaped Fuji's eyes, regretting the fact that he had caused his lover to cry.

Fuji chuckled breathlessly. “Was that your first time giving head?”

“That was.”

After regaining his senses, Fuji cracked his eyes open slowly. Tezuka was hovering above him, looking flushed and slightly dreamy. Then he realized that one of Tezuka's hands was stroking the front of his trousers slowly. It must've been painful for Tezuka, pleasuring him. Fuji felt slightly guilty for overlooking this. He leaned up to lick his cum off Tezuka's face.

“Make love to me.” He whispered before capturing Tezuka's lips in a searing kiss. “I know you want to.”

Tezuka didn't bother to deny it. Fuji tasted impatience and lust in their next kiss. He had once thought it was impossible to recover in so short a time, but the potent combination of Tezuka's kiss and roaming hands and Fuji's own teenage hormone did just that. Within moments, Fuji was hard again and eager to continue to the nest stage.

Gaining confidence from Fuji's earlier implied remark about his talents with his tongue, Tezuka decided that he would make love to Fuji tonight. But when he tried to remove Fuji's shirt, he found difficulties with the buttons.

“Must you wear… something... so difficult to take off?” Tezuka growled between their kisses.

Fuji chuckled breathlessly. “It's a protection… in case… you turned out to be… a pervert…” He grabbed the back of Tezuka's head and pulled him down into a long passionate kiss that conveyed all his love and lust for him. “If you don't like it, just tear it off.”

Tezuka recognized the challenge and bent down to capture Fuji's lips again in another mind-blowing kiss. Fuji gasped into his mouth when he did tear off the shirt. He threw the torn garments quickly and roamed Fuji's backside and delved his fingers between his cheeks. Fuji groaned when the tip of Tezuka's finger invaded him. Quickly, he fumbled with Tezuka's belt and fly. His dexterity was awarded when he drew Tezuka's hard and dripping cock out of its confines and stroke it slowly. Tezuka bit his lips slightly before pulling away.

“We need…” he gasped.

“Lubricant.” Fuji finished for him. He scanned the room to find one with no result. “Do you know where…?”

“I think I do.” Tezuka moved to open the bedside drawer. Then he paused. But he quickly shook his head and took a tube from inside the drawer before closing it again. “Everything you need in the drawer…” He mumbled almost angrily as he returned to Fuji.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.” Tezuka answered as he carefully lubed his fingers with a generous amount of sweet-scented lubricant. Then, he looked at Fuji nervously, asking for permission.

Fuji nodded with a trusting smile. He closed his eyes when he felt Tezuka's doubtful finger teasing his entrance before sliding in slightly. He moaned softly to encourage his lover and was awarded shortly when Tezuka slide his finger fully in. Fuji squirmed slightly in discomfort and forced his body to relax. Once he felt the muscle around his finger started to loosen, Tezuka started to move his finger in and out. When Fuji whimpered softly in pain, he set out to distract his lover by stroking his slightly wilting erection and after a while, he inserted another digit.

Tezuka was frightened when Fuji's muscle clamped tightly around his fingers. The slighter brunette was breathing harshly beneath him, so obviously uncomfortable and even in pain for having two fingers inside him. Tezuka was starting to consider pulling his fingers out when they touched a soft gland inside Fuji. Blue eyes widened in shock as Fuji's body arched off the bed and a loud cry escaped his lips. With a smile, Tezuka brushed that spot repeatedly, reducing Fuji into a squirming mass of unresolved sexual energy. Fuji pushed back onto his fingers eagerly, silently begging Tezuka to enter him deeper, crying out sweetly every time Tezuka's fingers caressed his spot. Finally Tezuka inserted a third finger to let him get used to the sensation of being filed completely while kissing Fuji. Soon, he felt he couldn't bear his arousal any longer and pulled his fingers out.

“I love you.” Tezuka whispered as he positioned himself in front of Fuji's entrance. After receiving a soft `I love you, too', he slid in slowly, millimeter by agonizing millimeter. He closed his eyes to will away the almost unbearable urge to just enter his lover hard and fast. He didn't want to hurt Fuji. He would never hurt Fuji.

Tezuka opened his eyes while breathing shallowly when he was fully inside Fuji. The sensation of having Fuji's anal muscle clamped tightly around his aching erection almost made him come too soon. But he held himself in check, wanting to pleasure his lover, too. He knew Fuji was in pain from his shallow breath and strained expression. Even after all the preparations Fuji was still so tight around him. He must wait until Fuji relaxed before he could start moving. Tezuka closed his eyes again and waited. Not seeing Fuji in his vulnerable state helped him control himself. He would not ruin this by hurting Fuji. He would not… Tezuka was surprised when Fuji's trembling hand touched his cheek.

“… you can move now.” He breathed out.

Slowly, Tezuka withdrew from Fuji's body, only to thrust back in. Fuji closed his eyes to stop his tear from falling. He was happy to finally become one with Tezuka. But God does it hurt! It felt like he was being split in halves, torn from inside. He struggled to focus on Tezuka's comforting words and touches to relax. He knew Tezuka was having difficulties to move slowly while he was so close to his limit.

The brunette yelped as pain suddenly turned to pleasure. Tezuka looked at him first in confusion, then in relief. He pound into Fuji faster and harder now, while licking, biting, and sucking Fuji's neck and chest to muffle his noises. Fuji clawed his back for more.

“… harder… faster, please.” He begged.

Tezuka smirked and ram his cock harder and faster into Fuji, causing Fuji to cry out in abandon. He nailed Fuji's prostate with every thrust, bringing them both closer and closer to the edge.

And then, Fuji's cell phone rang.

Tezuka paused and looked at the source of the noise. It's coming from Fuji's suit jacket which was still on the bed. He looked at Fuji who seemed annoyed at the interruption but reached out to pick up the small device. Tezuka waited, his hips rolling slightly, causing Fuji to glare at him in both annoyance and arousal. Tezuka smirked and rocked his hips slightly.

“… moshi moshi.” Fuji said breathlessly. Tezuka bent down to bite his collarbone.

“Aniki?” Said the person on the other line.

“… Yuuta-kun?” Fuji gasped out.

“Are you okay? You sounded a bit… weird.”

“Yes, I'm okay. I'm just-unh!” Fuji moaned as Tezuka started to pound into him again. Though not as hard as before, it's still enough to drive Fuji mad with desire.

“Sorry. I can't wait anymore.” Tezuka whispered to Fuji's unoccupied ear. “Shuusuke…” He then groaned softly.

“Aniki?”

“… I'm all- oh God… I'm all right. It's fi-unh… Don't worry, Yuuta…”

“Aniki…?”

Fuji didn't hear that because he was too busy enjoying Tezuka's cock driving in and out of him, nailing his sweet spot repeatedly. He groped Tezuka's still-covered ass and pulled him into him deeper.

“Harder! ... Oh, yes… Oh, Kunimitsu…”

Tezuka reached between their bodies to pump Fuji's leaking cock. It only took two pulls, a hard thrust, and a bite on his neck to make Fuji climax. He yelled his lover's name as he came all over their bellies. His muscle tightened around Tezuka and made him cum inside him with a groan.

They lay together, exhausted and still connected until Tezuka gained enough power to remove himself from Fuji. Dimly he heard the beeping noise that signal the broken call connection.

Fuji chuckled breathlessly. “We really should apologize to Yuuta after this.”

*

Needless to say, Fuji stayed the night. And that first time led to many more love making between them.

Tezuka had wanted to keep it down. Honest. But his teenage hormones didn't agree with him. Especially after walking in on Fuji, finger fucking himself on the bathroom the morning after. Fuji was probably only cleaning himself off Tezuka's essence, but it was an arousing sight nonetheless. Next thing they knew, Tezuka was pinning Fuji against the shower wall while pounding into him madly.

It didn't stop there. One could say that they had fucked on every surface in the house, flat or otherwise, in any position they could recall from Yumiko's very useful `Guide of Love'. For example, the supposedly innocent breakfast ended up with Fuji being on Tezuka's lap, riding him in abandon. Washing the dishes ended up with Tezuka fucking Fuji on the kitchen counter with the help of the very useful whipped cream and chocolate sauce. They did it on the wall, in the Jacuzzi and on the sofa among many other places they found themselves in. Tezuka was suspicious that Fuji put Viagra in their breakfast that morning.

That wasn't it all. After finding out the contents of the bedside drawer, Fuji asked Tezuka to do what he dreaded to do. But still, Tezuka obeyed his lover with little complaints anyway. Tying Fuji to the railing on the balcony and fucking him on the broad daylight in the open space was okay. Blindfolding Fuji was okay. Hell, even shoving a vibrator up Fuji ass was okay for him to do. Tezuka even allowed Fuji to try some of these stuffs on him. He did get a bit hesitant when Fuji asked for role playing. Tezuka was convinced shortly anyways. He could never resist the tempting offer of being inside Fuji.

So here he was, sitting in the middle of the bed in his suit again, with Fuji sprawled on his lap in nothing but a sheer negligee of which origin Tezuka didn't want to know about. He caressed Fuji's red ass cheeks that he had abused so many times now. Fuji squirmed as he stroked the rosy cheeks. His erection poked Tezuka's thigh as he did so.

“Enjoying yourself?” Tezuka asked as he pulled Fuji's hair roughly. “Well it's no longer a punishment if you enjoy it.” Tezuka pulled Fuji up so that he sat on his lap. Then he picked a vibrator he had put nearby and shoved it into Fuji. The brunette cried out in what seemed to be agony, but his leaking cock said otherwise. Mercilessly, Tezuka turned the base and thus causing the tool to vibrate furiously inside Fuji. “You like it?” Fuji mewled in answer, serving to prove Tezuka's suspicion. “Maybe you won't enjoy it so much after this.” He picked a thin pipette and Fuji immediately tried to escape when he saw that. But Tezuka held him from his back vastly. Slowly Tezuka pushed the pipette into the slit of Fuji's cock, blocking his nearing release. After that he turned the vibrator up, adding Fuji's torment. By now Fuji was limp in his arms, tears ran down his flushing face and for a second Tezuka hesitated. But then his resolved firmed and he grabbed a pair of handcuffs to cuff Fuji's hands behind his back.

Slightly dizzy from his arousal, Tezuka left Fuji to lean on the headboard. His erection was painful from being confined in his trouser so long and from the sight of a writhing and whining Fuji at his mercy.

“Still enjoying yourself?” He found himself asking.

“No, master.” Fuji gasped his response.

Tezuka hummed in disbelieve, unzipped his trouser and pulled himself out. “Come here.” He pointed to the spot between his legs.

Fuji crawled obediently towards him. Every movement caused the vibrator to brush his prostate, setting his body on fire. He whined pitifully when he arrived in front of Tezuka. He knew what was expected of him but still looked up to his master for instruction.

“Suck it.”

At first he nibbled on the tip, then took a little into his mouth as if unwilling. But they both knew it was a fake display. Tezuka arched his back when Fuji engulfed his cock in his warm wet mouth. He allowed Fuji's tongue to do wicked things to him for a while before yanking Fuji's head up.

“I didn't tell you to tease!” He growled. He forced Fuji to take him in his mouth again. He pushed his head down until the tip of his cock hit the back of Fuji's throat, causing him to flail slightly. Realizing this, Tezuka loosened his grip slightly but didn't let go of Fuji's head.

Just when he was about to come, he pulled Fuji's head away from his cock to his face. Fuji's face was covered with cum, saliva and tears. The sight made Tezuka want him even more if possible.

“Do you like it?”

Fuji paused, not knowing the best answer for the question.

“Answer me!” Tezuka barked, pulling back Fuji's hair.

Fuji gasped in pain and nodded as much as he was capable in his position. “… yes, master.”

“Then you will enjoy it even more.” He threw Fuji to the centre of the bed again, turned his back to him, pulled the still vibrating toy, and thrust in. Fuji cried out as Tezuka started to ride him in abandon. He caressed Fuji's cock lightly, a stark contrast from his rough thrusts. “What if I just leave you like this? Unsatisfied. Your hand bound and unable to bring yourself release. Would you like that?” Tezuka asked, punctuating his points with hard thrust.

“… no. Please… Master.” Fuji moaned.

“I can leave you here until someone find you. A man preferably. No one can resist you, right? Not when you're naked, cuffed, and aroused with a vibrator up your ass and a pipette to stop you from coming. He'll be tempted to have you. He'll pulled the vibrator out and ram his cock in. Will you like that?” Fuji moaned and whined in response. “He'll call his friends to show them his discovery. They'll come, see you and want you. They'll take turn with you. Use your tight ass and warm mouth to satisfy their lust. Will you spread your legs for them, then?”

“No… no one but you, master.” Fuji moaned.

That did it to Tezuka. Fuji's acquiescing voice made Tezuka com with a groan and fill Fuji with his cum to the very brim. He had the mind to draw the pipette out and pumped Fuji's cock a couple of times. “Come for me.” He ordered. And Fuji did, hard, with a shout. They collapsed bonelessly on the dirty mattress until Tezuka removed himself off Fuji, uncuffed him and pulled Fuji to snuggle up to him in a considerably cleaner part of the bed.

They embraced each other wordlessly, Fuji a purring and content presence beside Tezuka. Tezuka couldn't believe they did all that in one day. Yesterday they were innocents (or as innocent as Fuji could be) virgins. And now they're practicing Kamasutra like professionals. It's scary what the combination of a genius lover and teenage hormones do to you.

“Did I hurt you?” Tezuka asked, kissing Fuji's forehead.

“No. I'm a bit sore, though.”

“I'm surprised it's just a bit, seeing how we've overdone it.”

“Not that `bit'.” Fuji said, punching Tezuka's arm lightly. “I enjoy it though. Especially that last one and when you took me in the bathroom this morning. Finally I could get you out of control.”

“That was what I wanted to do when you stripped before me and stepped into the shower in the clubhouse two years ago.”

“I remember that time. I was trying to get a reaction from you.” Fuji pouted cutely. “I didn't get it.”

“The reaction came later that night.”

Fuji chuckled and kissed him gently. When they broke the kiss, Fuji stared into his eyes lovingly. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Unable resist the sweet and loving look on Fuji's face, Tezuka smiled and kissed him chastely. “Your sister wants you back tonight. I think she'll send her friend to pick us up later.”

Fuji glanced at the clock briefly. “Then we still have a few hours to rest.” He said as he shifted closer to his lover. His eyes closed as sleep overtook him.

“Shuusuke.” Tezuka called after a long moment of silence. Fuji hummed to show to show his attention. “Will you still move to St. Rudolph?”

Fuji looked up to Tezuka's eyes with a light frown marring his face and poked his chest. “That's a very stupid question. Of course not.” His expression softened into a smile. “It took three long and painful years for me to finally have you. I won't let you out of my sight anymore. I don't want to be parted from you. I love you, Kunimitsu.”

Feeling relieved, Tezuka smiled. “I love you, too, Shuusuke.”

As he drifted off to sleep, Tezuka chastised himself for being such a coward for the past three years. His lack of confidence almost completely and permanently ruined his chance of being with this very beautiful, very lovely, very willing person now beside him. Silently, he thanked his friends for their help. He knew without their support, he'd freak out at their last moment.

But he's still going to make Inui run laps for what he put in the drawer.

The End

A/N: That's it. Sorry for neglecting this one for so long. Will post my other fics soon if you still want to read more of my works ^__^