Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Learning To Land ❯ Learning to Land by Suteishichic. Chapter One Hundred Four~ Shishido ( Chapter 106 )
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Anime/Manga: Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.25.2007 | Pages: 8 | Words: 9.8K | Visits: 288 | Status: Work In Progress
Learning to Land by Suteishichic. Chapter One Hundred Four~ Shishido
Warnings: Yaoi, Love, Angst, Fluff, and Lots of Sex. Some kink. You've been warned ;)
Disclaimer: Nope not mine. Still in my dreams. ;)
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"She lied to you, Shishido-san. She didn't write it. I dimmnf..."
Before he even knew what he was doing, Shishido's lips were on Choutarou's like they had a mind of
their own. In a flash Shishido's body moved to hold the freshman, kiss him, and at the same time push
Choutarou back so Shishido could lay on top of him to better kiss him quiet. It felt so right to kiss
Choutarou that it turned out to be a nice surprise when Shishido's brain caught up to his body's natural
reaction to comfort him. So since he was already there, Shishido kissed the freshman long and deeply.
He tried to use all of his body to express his feelings, because it was too soon to say the words and even
if he did try to say the words, Shishido felt so much that he didn't know where to start. He felt more
than lust or like or even love for the shy freshman who in just a matter of months managed to turn
Shishido's entire world upside down in the nicest ways. Shishido didn't have or know the words to say,
but at least his honest body instinctively knew in actions how to get his major points across.
After a startled second where he resisted, Choutarou relaxed into the kiss. A moment later he practically
melted into Shishido's arms with one of those sexy soft whimpers. It was as if he understood and
accepted not just Shishido, but everything he was trying to say he felt. Choutarou responded by kissing
Shishido back sensuously and intensely. Like his little brother needed to kiss and be close to him.
Needed him.
Being needed felt nice. Better than he thought it would have. It didn't feel constricting at all. Usually
when a girl said she "needed" Shishido what she meant was she needed him to help her out in some
way or do something for her that he probably wouldn't want to do. Choutarou never asked so it felt
easy to give to him. Natural to be needed and to need him right back.
Shishido figured this was the best he could do for Choutarou right now. This and after the kissing, he
guessed he would have to once again reassure his little brother with however as much comforting and
complements Choutarou needed. Shishido pulled back to see Ohtori's expression so he could better
gauge how much work he had ahead of him. Amazingly, it didn't appear to be very much. Just a little
time, attention, affection, and touching and Choutarou seemed stronger.
Choutarou looked back at him with that shy but pleased little smile he only gave Shishido. The
freshman also looked very turned on but also slightly dazed as if he couldn't figure out why Shishido
was kissing him so passionately. Even confused, Choutarou seemed happy and willing to go along with
more kissing. It was very nice.
Shishido half-smiled back at how cute he was and explained, "When Yuri gave me that song, even
though I turned her down, I thought it was the nicest and most romantic thing anyone ever did for me.
It was almost hard to turn her down, but I had to. I had feelings for someone else so how could I go out
on a date with her?" Shishido gave Choutarou a lingering kiss to demonstrate exactly who the other
person he had feelings for was before the shy freshman wondered or worried. "And now I find out it
was you all along? You did something like that for me? That is so...you're amazing, baby. You're really
amazing."
He smiled honestly and was pleased, but deep down Shishido was angry. Angry and concerned. Yuri
treating Choutarou like this wasn't a small thing to Shishido by any means, but there was a bigger
problem Choutarou wasn't even aware of going on.
Clearly Choutarou was being bullied by the girls instead of respected as he should be. Even though he
was only a freshman, he still was a sub-regular with a well-known and as far as Shishido knew a well-
respected big brother. Choutarou was even about to be initiated, but for whatever reasons, his high
status was not being taken seriously. Shishido silently vowed to protect Choutarou more, but at the
same time he knew he needed to talk this over with Atobe.
The whole situation was unreal and unheard of. Normally, hell, for as long as Shishido had been at
Hyoutei, even in grade school everyone practically bowed down to the entire tennis team. The entire
team -- not just the regulars and sub-regulars. The teachers, the administrators, and even other clubs
gave the tennis club the largest amount of respect to where it often bordered on homage. At Hyoutei the
who's who of the most popular and most powerful students were always members of the tennis club.
And it had been that way since Shishido's parents went to Hyoutei, hell, it had been that way since his
parent's parents went to Hyoutei.
No one would dare to treat a sub-regular this way. It was damn near unthinkable. And if this level of
disrespect was going on from the girls, then the entire situation was dire and not just about Choutarou.
Shishido was out of the loop, but something huge and wrong was going on at Hyoutei. If this was
happening to just Shishido, then that would be one thing. He would probably just blame it on Atobe or
some girl he dumped getting her revenge. He would suck it up and directly take on anyone, girl or guy
who dared to say a word against him, but this was Choutarou.
His little brother simply was too kind and his ego too fragile to be treated this poorly. Choutarou didn't
have a thick skin to withstand attacks like this and he really didn't understand yet how things were
supposed to work at Hyoutei to begin to protect himself. Hell, Choutarou was too new at Hyoutei to
even really even know just how wrong all this was. The freshman already suffered enough heartbreak
this year. He didn't deserve anything except the admiration and adoration he was due from a status he
earned through hours of practice and liters of his sweat. Choutarou was a great tennis player so this was
not about tennis. He was well-liked by everyone as far as Shishido knew or could tell. If Choutarou was
not as well-liked and accepted, the freshman wouldn't have lasted this long. Early on Atobe would have
found a way to make the freshman disappear the instant he noticed Choutarou getting too close to
Shishido. Sure Atobe was jealous as hell of him, but even he liked Choutarou and respected his playing
enough to want him around.
He thought about Choutarou casually mentioning winning regionals and nationals. No way was Atobe
going to get rid of someone with that level of experience, skill, and future potential. All this happening
to Choutarou just did not add up. There was no reason for anyone to hate the freshman and no grounds
to see him as a threat. There were no scandals around him. Choutarou's family wasn't at war with
anyone else's family. Choutarou never dated and dumped a bunch of girls and he wasn't a threat to
anyone socially, academically, or in any other way. Choutarou being a sub-regular didn't interfere with
anyone else getting his place. The freshman didn't knock out an older or more popular player for his
place. He was just brought up because of his skill by Atobe. Shishido's little brother never caused any
problems for anyone so it just did not make any sense.
It was unthinkable for this to happen--especially from the girls. Shishido half wondered if Atobe would
even believe him or if he would just think Shishido's feelings for Choutarou or the freshman's shyness
was causing some issues. But Shishido heard enough tonight to know this was not just one or two
isolated incidents. He could only imagine how many other little things must have happened. There
were probably numerous other slights, attacks, hurts, words, and situations that too-kind, too-friendly
Choutarou never mentioned, but Shishido knew Hyoutei. Bullies there didn't pick their victims
randomly. Problems like that on an everyday basis must have happened. It had to bother and confuse
Choutarou who did nothing wrong. He didn't deserve this.
The girls were cowards. They only attacked someone when they were either together in a large group
or when they thought they could win with no retaliation. For them to so savagely go after Choutarou
who was well-liked, secure in his place in the tennis club, and no threat to them meant somehow,
somewhere they discovered a major new weakness or flaw. But that weakness was not Ohtori
Choutarou.
No. This was something bigger. Maybe even bigger than the two of them and Shishido needed to do
something about it. But all he could do right now was be there for Choutarou, care for him, and
reassure him. Tomorrow though, Shishido was going to talk to Atobe and he was going to find a way to
put a stop to this once and for all. Earlier Shishido thought it was just Naomi and her little clique, but
Gakuto's little sister Yuri was not friends with Naomi. In fact, Yuri and Naomi were bitter rivals who
competed against each other for everything.
Yuri was captain of the girls cheer leading team and Naomi was Atobe's little sister. Their power and
status was about equal so they battled each other tooth and claw for any millimeter of ground gained
over the other. They counted their successes in conquests and confessions from the guys, but their true
power was amassed by just counting the number of kowtowing "friends" each had following them
around. They would court and try to win over new and powerful girlfriends like a broke but handsome
bachelor almost desperately courting an ugly heiress.
All their brutal secret battles ended in a draw though. Naomi held the numbers, but Yuri was a year
older and from old money. They were evenly matched even if they remained locked in silent war
against each other. Shishido only knew this from the many girls he dated, because the guys at Hyoutei
for the most part ignored the girls and their dramas. The guys were more than happy to focus on their
own lives and let the girls fight it out. As long as it didn't directly affect a guy's status, most guys didn't
know or care to hear the details of the girls dramas.
In fact, Shishido always respected Yuri because even though she came from old money, she truly
gained her position as head cheerleader through hard work--not on her back like Naomi. Yuri was a tiny
girl, but not delicate by any means. She and Gakuto were about the same size. Not only in height, but in
build too. They were both muscled about the same and they were both skilled at acrobatics. Shishido
was no expert but to him Gakuto seemed a little better and more apt to take risks with his moves. Yuri
had a few impressive flips and tumbles she was very good at. She incorporated them into moves that
won them many cheering competitions. While she wasn't the prettiest girl, her hard work on herself, her
loyal group of friends, and her cheering skills seemed to pay off for her. She even fell and was hurt the
beginning of the school year falling off some pyramid thing, but a day after she got out of the hospital
she was back at practice. Shishido always respected her dedication.
Other than that, he really didn't know Yuri well. She was a grade ahead of him and they rarely
interacted with each other. It was pretty common knowledge that Shishido and Gakuto weren't friends
so they were not friends with each other's little sisters. In fact, because of the way things were at
Hyoutei, even if Shishido's painfully socially shy little sister was a more aggressive girl, because he
and Gakuto didn't get along, their little sisters never would be friends. It was just the way things were.
So it had been strange when Yuri confessed to him. She should have asked Gakuto if it was okay first
and from what Shishido heard later, it was not. Gakuto loudly objected and probably was thrilled when
he found out Shishido turned her down.
When Yuri confessed, Shishido told her he liked someone else. The same way he told everyone else
who confessed since he was with Atobe, but the difference was he wasn't thinking of Atobe at all. He'd
only been thinking of Choutarou. While he thought the song she said she wrote and recorded was
amazing and very sweet, he didn't consider dating her seriously. He was interested in Ohtori, but even if
he wasn't, physically she wasn't really Shishido's type. Add to that he did not want to deal with Gakuto
at all, and he barely knew her. In all the years they'd gone to the same school they maybe said ten
words to each other so when she confessed love it seemed like a ball from another court.
Something she said that day though struck Shishido as odd and he only remembered it now because he
was thinking about it. She said almost the exact same thing Naomi said at the sharing. That with
Shishido by her side, she and he could together rule the school. Shishido didn't really understand what
it all meant or why both girls said something so similar to him even if it was said months apart, but
adding up just the little bit he did know, it didn't bode well.
What he did know is she would never mess with his little brother or give him any grief again. Shishido
would see to that personally. She just made an enemy out of Shishido.
And yet he wondered at what she did. Stealing the song and giving his little brother such a hard time.
Did she know all along Choutarou recorded it? Was she trying to make Shishido look bad or his little
brother? Why confess then? Why not just write a song? She was talented in that area because she put
together music all the time for the cheer leaders. Maybe when people came into power they just tended
to get lazy, but Shishido couldn't see going through all that trouble or telling all the lies she did just for
a confession. It didn't make sense to him, but then again lots of things people did at Hyoutei in the
name of love or gaining power didn't seem logical to him. Or honorable.
It's the one thing Shishido really respected about Atobe. He never got lazy. When he wanted something,
he ruthlessly went after it.
People didn't often see Atobe practice but he did. Constantly and extremely hard. Atobe practiced like
his life depended on it and Shishido always figured that to Atobe, in a way it did. The guy for four
years had been working on all these secret moves like a machinist designing the ultimate weapon. The
main one was some rondo thing Atobe saw at a match happen as an accident, but he told Shishido over
a year ago he was close to perfecting it. He was still working on it every day, just where no one could
see. Shishido never saw it but he knew enough that he never hoped to face it.
Atobe challenged anyone he thought was talented at tennis. He played anyone from High Schoolers to
College kids to pros just to learn from them and work on himself. He would flatter them to get them to
play him. He would court and woo them to make them think he wanted to be their friend. Atobe would
then play the same person over and over until he knew how to defeat them. He would play an older,
better version of any upcoming rival just to break down his rivals possible flaws. Hell, Atobe'd been
working on some secret serve for two years that when he first started figuring it out, whatever it was
hurt his back so badly he had to see a chiropractor. He literally could not get out of bed after a day of
practice. His wealthy family sent for massage therapists, doctors, and acupuncturists, but this one
chiropractor was the person who brought the most pain relief. The chiropractor was eventually brought
in and made the team chiropractor. Atobe worked through the pain trying to fine tune his ideal of the
perfect, nonreturnable serve. Shishido had never seen that serve either, but he learned through
experience that Atobe was no slacker. He worked hard and earned everything he obtained through
relentless effort. Atobe would no sooner claim someone else's work than allow an illness or injury or
being lazy to keep him from a goal.
Choutarou was the same way. He had the same fierce drive and the same determined work ethic, but
Choutarou's goals were very different from Atobe's. Choutarou's goals, motivations, and his gentle
heart were so pure. Looking back at how each person who liked him pursued him, Yuri, Atobe, and
then Choutarou, Shishido felt a rush of affection for the shy, but driven freshman. Shishido half-smiled
and decided to tease him to get them back on track, "So my amazing boyfriend wants to kiss and touch
me more? And hold me?"
He got and nod and then that shy smile in return, "Yes, please. And hold you while you hold me when
we sleep, Shishido-senpai."
Shishido didn't expect that and wasn't sure what it was. He realized he jumped to conclusions earlier.
Choutarou did have different names for things after all. His little brother warned him as much. Shishido
reprimanded himself and reminded himself that he shouldn't judge until he knew what 'holding'
involved. Intrigued he asked, "I don't know how to hold someone when I sleep...?"
He got a wider smile in return, "You don't? So you never did it with anyone before? I'll show you when
we sleep, Shishido-san. I think you'll really like it. I...I really hope you do."
Choutarou looked so eager it made Shishido laugh, "I'm sure I will. So far, I really like everything we
do in my bed together. And in the shower. And in the locker room. And in closets in houses where we
shouldn't be." Shishido ran his hand up the back of Choutarou's neck and wove his fingers between the
freshman's soft curls. To his surprise, Choutarou made one of those hot little noises so he kept moving
his fingers gently through the freshman's silky hair. Shishido smiled and wondered at his little brother
not coming yet. The poor guy. The least Shishido figured he could do is make it really good the first
time Choutarou came with him. "Baby, is there anything else you'd like to do? Any fantasies you have
about kissing or touching? Tell me what you like. Tell me what you want. Whatever it is. Anything. I'll
try whatever you want to do. I want your first time coming with me to be as amazing as mine was with
you. Please?"
Shishido always liked the way Ohtori watched when someone spoke. Choutarou would focus all his
attention on the speaker and when it was Shishido talking, the freshman intensely watched his face and
especially his mouth. When they first met, it felt a little disconcerting to have someone standing so
close to you watch you so completely but over time, Shishido really came to love it. It was like when
they talked, no matter the subject, their time together and the conversation really mattered to the
freshman.
In return, Shishido found himself watching Choutarou back closer than he normally would with
someone. Shishido didn't normally hold steady eye contact so long with someone before, especially not
with another guy, but with Choutarou it became a natural thing. It made Shishido feel very close to his
little brother in ways he never felt with anyone, even with a girl before. It also made Shishido over time
start to notice all of Ohtori's own small habits and gestures.
Sometimes when he spoke, Choutarou would make hand gestures like he was acting out what he was
saying for emphasis, but they were unfamiliar motions to Shishido. From practice Shishido slowly was
learning each of them. He wondered about the little mannerisms soon after they first met and guessed
they were probably gestures Choutarou's family and friends made.
Shishido also began to notice his own movements when he talked to people. He found that everyone he
knew at Hyoutei tended to have the same mannerisms and emphasize the same words or phrases when
they spoke. It was an interesting perspective Choutarou gave him on their own little bubble of a world,
but it also enabled Shishido to know Ohtori better.
For example when the shy freshman was worried about stuttering or was hesitating to say something,
Choutarou tended to look away from Shishido, look down, and then chew fully on his bottom lip. He
only did this series of things when Shishido asked Choutarou something and he worried that Shishido
might not approve of what he wanted to say. He was doing that now and it was like Choutarou was
trying to think of the right answer instead of saying what he really felt.
Shishido moved his fingers through his little brother's curls and reached over to kiss Choutarou's lips
softly. A kiss was always nice and it was a simple way to get his little brother to stop gnawing on his
lip. He held Choutarou a little closer and kissed around his ear. Softly he said in his ear while nibbling
gently on the soft lobe, "It's okay, baby. Just take your time and tell me what you want to say. There is
something you want to do that we haven't done, isn't there?"
Choutarou gave got a quick little nod in response and held Shishido a little tighter.
He wondered if the freshman was waiting to do whatever this was to come. Shishido decided to try to
draw it out of him, "Ask me, baby. Whatever it is, all you have to do is ask. I won't laugh. I promise.
Even if you don't know the right name or the right words, we'll figure it out, but first I need to know
what it is before we can do it, right?"
Choutarou nodded again. Shishido felt him take a deep breath and then softly, so soft it was almost a
whisper he said, "I...I want..." Shishido felt his little brother take another breath before saying a little
stronger, "I really want...and Shishido-san if it's something you don't like or don't want to do, or if you
feel it's an unreasonable request then I totally understand and thank you for letting me ask because
you're right, there's no way you can know until I ask you so thank you, but what I think I really would
like and want to do is to be the last, Shishido-san."
Shishido was lost again, "The last...? The last what?"
"The last...the last person who touches you..." Choutarou pulled away to look at Shishido and he
seriously said as if confessing his truest feelings, "Shishido-senpai, what I'd like to do almost more than
anything else in the world is to be the last person to deeply touch you inside and intimately know your
most private and embarrassing personal place."
Shishido looked at Choutarou and his mouth dropped open. He realized this and closed his mouth. It
opened again. He shut it again. It opened again and he realized if he kept doing this he would only end
up looking like a fish. He was too stunned though to speak or even react any further.
Meanwhile Choutarou was looking oddly...triumphant. He smiled and exhaled as if he had been
holding in his breath, "I did it. Oh god, I really did it. He really must have thought I wouldn't be able to
do it, but I did it. Did I do it okay, Shishido-san? Did I ask you alright?" Choutarou looked at Shishido's
face and his smile faltered, "Oh no. What? I did it wrong? I'm...I'm sorry. I should have practiced first
but you said to ask you and I decided to take a chance...Oh god, did I ask you wrong, Shishido-san?
Did I not ask it right?" His smile slipped completely from his face and he looked worried again, "Did
I...did I ruin it for us, Shishido-san?"
Shishido blinked at him in surprise, "You have no idea what you just asked me to do, do you?"
Choutarou adorably began to blush. You simply couldn't get angry at someone while they were looking
that cute and innocent, "Well, no...not...not exactly, I was going to look it up but there wasn't really
time but...but if it's something you like to do then you can show me, right? I mean...I should know what
you like, Shishido-san and I want to learn how to do everything you enjoy, and you...you're a really
good teacher and even though I might not be really good at it at first, I'll work really hard to be really
good at doing all the things you like for you and..."
Feeling a little annoyed, Shishido covered Choutarou's mouth with his hand, "You basically just asked
me if you could have sex with me."
Underneath his fingers Choutarou's mouth gapped open and he gasped. His eyes went wide,
"Oh...god...I...I did? But...but...but when? When did I...?"
Shishido quickly put it all together. Including the long-winded specific phrasing Choutarou used.
Really, Shishido should have known the first time he heard those words come out of Choutarou's mouth
what must have happened, but it really had been a long time since Shishido heard anyone actually say
something that...ridiculous. Angry now he asked, "Exactly what did Atobe say to you?"
Choutarou looked mortified, "Oh god. Oh god, Shishido-san I...I didn't know. I didn't. I'm...I'm so
stupid. Oh god. I didn't mean it...I didn't mean that...I'm...I'm so sor..."
Shishido covered the freshman's mouth with his hand again. Despite his latest spell of anger and
Choutarou's newest blush and horror, Shishido cracked half a smile at the entire thing, "So...you don't
want to have sex with me?"
Under his hand, Choutarou gasped again, "No! No, I...I didn't mean..."
He was so cute that despite it all, Shishido laughed, "Baby, I am not mad at you. I'm not at all angry at
you. And you're not stupid. I'm pissed off at Atobe for being such a sneaky bastard, but I'm not mad at
you. I just want to know what he said, so tell me exactly what happened."
Looking miserable, Choutarou said while looking away, "It...it was just before I ran into the girls.
When Atobe-san was looking for you and couldn't find you. He...he took me aside like we were going
to look for you but he pushed...he pushed me up against a wall and said, "Na, do you want me to teach
you how to kiss now, Ohtori-kun?"
It was a nearly perfect imitation of a dangerously furious Atobe. It was so good Shishido felt a chill
spill down the back of his neck as if they were in danger. He had to resist his urge to pull Choutarou
closer to him to keep the freshman safe.
Choutarou went on sounding more and more upset, "Then he asked where you were, Shishido-san. But
I didn't know. Atobe-san didn't invite me and he made it seem like just he and you were leaving
together. He said you were going on a date together. And he used the word date. Atobe-san had one of
those candy-things in his mouth that smelled bad and when I said I wouldn't kiss him because someone
might see us, he said he would find you without me. That he didn't need me. That it was pathetic that I
even try to compete with him for you. That it was absurd of me to try. That he felt...he felt sorry for me.
Then he said that...that I shouldn't ever forget that he was the last person to deeply touch you inside and
intimately know your most private and embarrassing personal place and that you loved it. You loved it
when he touched you there like that and you would never be able to forget him or his touch. And
then...Atobe-san, he...he laughed and said I wouldn't have the courage to even ask you to do it so he
was telling me all this because it really wasn't fair to me anyway because you would...you would never
be mine. He said I would lose you to him before you even gave me a chance, Shishido-san...and
I...when you asked what I wanted to do...I just...I thought if that was what you really wanted and liked
to do..." Choutarou's voice cracked a little with emotion and it sounded like he was close to tears, but
then he took a deep breath and said very determined, "Shishido-san, I know I didn't ask you right,
but...if...if you want to go ahead and have sex with me, you can...I...I might not be very good at first
because it's my first time but I'll try to get better and better so you really..."
Shishido hugged Choutarou. Hard. His chest hurt suddenly from how worked up Ohtori was getting
himself and Shishido's eyes stung with tears. "He's wrong..." Shishido tried to say but it came out
sounding as if he was snarling or growling so he tried again, "Baby, he's wrong. He's wrong because
there's nothing you have to do. If you want me, I'm yours. I'm already yours. You've already won me,
Choutarou and there's not going to be any rematches, because to have you like me, baby, I'm the lucky
one. I'm sure he thought he was being real smart challenging you like he did, but Atobe's still stupidly
trying to play a game that you've already won--only he's too lame to even see the score. I know what he
said probably made you feel jealous, hell if I think about your best friend touching you I feel jealous as
hell, but when we're together, it feels like you're with me and just me. Baby, I'm with you and just you.
Even if Atobe was right here and promising me everything I ever wanted, Choutarou, I'd still choose
you because you are everything I've ever wanted. There is nothing for you to feel jealous of, and I told
you earlier, I'll handle Atobe. Give me a chance, Choutarou and I'll make this right. I can do this. I'll
make my boyfriend really happy." Shishido pulled back to look at him, "You know, I've never wanted
to be someone's boyfriend this much? And I've never wanted someone to be my boyfriend or even
wanted a girl to be mine this much either. I've never wanted anyone or anything as much as I want
you."
Choutarou was looking at him with a surprised expression on his face and tears in his eyes. He
suddenly hugged Shishido hard, pulling them tightly together, "I want you too, Shishido-san. More than
anything and anyone I want you too. I'm yours too, Shishido-senpai, and I would choose you too even
if Takeo was standing here..." He held Shishido even tighter and his voice now trembled, "I'd choose
you. Shishido-san is everything I want and you do make me happy and oh, you can't breathe..."
Choutarou let him go a little but still held him close, "I'm sorry I didn't know what Atobe-san meant,
Shishido-san, but I..." He pulled back to look at Shishido with an expression of pure adoration on his
face, "I want to be yours, Shishido-san. Really yours. More than anything in the world, so if you want
to have sex with me..."
"I don't," Shishido said without thinking. Choutarou looked suddenly shocked and crushed. He went to
move away as if struck or pushed away, but Shishido held him fast, "Listen to me, baby. Please? Just
listen. My whole life it feels like people are always asking me to have sex with them and what I've
learned is having sex doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean you get closer or that things are better. It's
just sex. That's not what I want. Not with you. You're too important to me and being with you means
too much to just have sex. It sounds stupid and like a line but it's the truth so I'm going to say it, okay?"
Choutarou was looking at him hurt and completely confused but Shishido kept trying, "When the time
for us is right I don't want us to have sex, I want us to make love. I've had a lot of sex with a lot of
people and I'm sorry about that. I can't undo what's been done. I can't give you anything special like
you can give me in that way, but what I can give you is myself. All of me. I've never felt this way about
anyone before, but every time we're together, every time we touch each other, that's what it feels like
we're doing. Not fooling around or playing around or kissing around or just having sex like everyone
else, but every time I touch you or kiss you or hold you, and every time you touch me or kiss me or
hold me, it feels special and important. Like we're making love. I don't need to have sex with you to
make you mine or to make me yours. Sex doesn't make you belong to someone else, because if it did,
hell, I'd belong to too many people and I don't. I just belong to you and that has nothing to do with sex.
It has everything to do with the way I feel about you. And when I say to you I want you, that is what I
mean. Those feelings. Not sex. Any two people can have sex. It doesn't mean anything, but I've never
felt this way before and I can't imagine that I will ever feel this way for anyone else ever again. I can't
imagine being without you. I love kissing and touching you, and yes, I physically want you, but it's
way more than that." Frustrated because he couldn't read the freshman's expression, Shishido said,
"Choutarou, I want you. I want...baby, I want to love you..." He paused to think of how to say what he
was feeling and absently tucked some of his hair behind his right ear.
"Then go ahead, Shishido-san. Love me." Choutarou said it quietly and almost in a teasing, challenging
way and he looked almost like he was going to smile. Before he could ask the freshman what he meant
by what he said, he was softly kissed on the mouth. Choutarou's arms went around him and when he
pulled back from their kiss, Ohtori rested their foreheads together, "I want you too, Shishido-senpai.
More than I've ever wanted anyone or anything in my life too."
"Then please trust me. Please baby? I don't want us to rush, but I don't want us to stop either. I want
this to last..." Always and forever was what Shishido thought of but it seemed too soon to say that,
"...for as long as you want to be with me."
"Forever...?" Choutarou softly asked and then stammered, "I...oh god, I mean...uh..."
Shishido kissed him and smiled, "No. Forever doesn't feel like long enough." He kissed him again and
thought out loud, "How about through this life and into the next? And maybe the one after that and the
one after that one too? How about always, baby?" Shishido felt a blush creep up his face as he said
such sappy things, but he meant them. Choutarou had to understand these weren't just lines, "I'm...I'm
not usually like this, but...but that doesn't mean I don't mean what I'm saying. I do. That's...when I'm
with you...you make me feel so much..."
"Then maybe forever and always?" Choutarou asked with a smile and then a lingering kiss with a flash
of tongue, "That sound okay, Shishido-san? And I...I know you're not usually like this and not like this
with other people, but I...I like it. I like how you are with me. I lo...I mean I like how you are when it's
just us. Somehow, that makes it even better."
He nodded because always and forever did sound good. "Oh yeah?" Shishido decided enough with the
feelings talk or he was going to confess before it was time. He decided to tease with half a smile, "You
say that now, but I haven't punished you yet."
"Punished?" Choutarou looked as if he never heard the word before.
"Of course, for saying you wanted to have sex with me." Shishido grinned in what he knew was a sexy
way. One of these grins and girls were all over him, unable to resist. He flipped his hair back for good
measure. "So ready for your punishment?" At this point girls would be on their back and turned by
Shishido teasing them.
Choutarou gave him a sober little nod and looked heartbroken, "Should I go sleep on the couch or the
floor, Shishido-san? Or...back to my own bed?"
Shishido looked at him stunned. That would punish him more than Choutarou, "No. I was just teasing
you, baby." He thought about how victorious Choutarou seemed after he first asked. "And actually, that
was pretty brave of you, to ask me without practicing first." Adorably, Choutarou looked like he was
pouting. He was so easy to love. It just took a little encouragement and affection to make him so happy.
Shishido thought about the night he had and honestly said, "I'm proud of you, baby. And not just for
being brave or honest with me, but you had a pretty bad night baby between Atobe being a bastard and
the girls and probably other things you've gone through that I don't even know about yet. You're tough.
And very strong. Lots of people have left Hyoutei for less, but you not only stayed, you've been brave
through it all and have come out ahead. You're stronger than you know, Ohtori Choutarou and I'm
proud and happy that a guy as amazing as you wants to be with me."
"Shishido-san, none of that matters to me, none of those bad things because...because you want to be
with me. You made...made what felt like one of the worst nights into the best night of my life. You
wanna..." Choutarou gave a little laugh as if just realizing how much of Gakuto's accent he picked up,
"You want to be my boyfriend and you want me to be your boyfriend, Shishido-senpai. That...that's
better than anything. I couldn't ask for anything more."
Shishido smiled at him and at the best night of his life thing. So damn sweet. But it was fun to tease
him too, "Yeah, but now I am going to have to punish you for talking like Gakuto again. Prepare
yourself, Choutarou." It was something Atobe said before he challenged someone.
Choutarou gave an adorable giggle, "I'm ready, Shishido-san."
"No, you're not." Shishido said still smiling. He moved quickly to his knees between Choutarou's legs
and before the freshman could object or think, Shishido pulled Ohtori over flat on his back and his hips
up so that the small of Choutarou's back now rested on Shishido's thighs. His legs were spread and his
knees were bent but he was trying to put his feet on the bed. Shishido pulled his knees up higher so his
butt was in the air. He rested Choutarou's knees on his shoulders and pulled Choutarou's hands away
from his waning erection. "Hands at your sides unless I say and now you're ready." Shishido looked at
him. Choutarou's face was completely uncertain, but his body in this position, there was no doubt what
Shishido was thinking, "Damn baby, you look really sexy like this..."
"S...sexy? Shishido-san?" Choutarou looked like he thought Shishido was going to make fun of him. It
broke Shishido's heart.
"Yeah baby. Very sexy. I can see just about all of you like this. These look really good." Shishido
caressed his testicles. They were big and normally hung nice and low. Shishido liked earlier how their
weight and size felt in his hand, but this angle they fell forward towards Choutarou's cut stomach. They
were clearly outlined. It was pretty erotic so Shishido decided to taste.
"No, they're too big...nnngh..." Choutarou started to protest, but he must have liked Shishido's tongue
moving wetly over them.
"No, they're perfect." Shishido murmured between kissing and licking the soft skin, "Very masculine.
Not like a little boy's at all. And I love how good they feel in my mouth." Shishido again took one
gently in his mouth. He licked it with his tongue and liked the way it fit and felt. Even better was
Choutarou's reaction. His eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned. Nice. Shishido licked and kissed
his way over to the other side wanting more. When he took the right side in his mouth, Choutarou gave
a slightly louder version of one of his sweet moans. Shishido licked back to the center and then under
to his root. Slowly he worked his way up from the base with lips and tongue wetly licking up the thick
and now very hard shaft. Choutarou had a thick nice ridge and tonguing it seemed to make him
whimper again. Nice and very sexy. Shishido smiled at him.
"Am..." Choutarou whimpered again as Shishido liked around where his foreskin met his tip. "Am I
punished yet, Shishido-ssssnnnn..."
To take his tip in his mouth, Shishido had to move Choutarou a little more over to reach, but he was
flexible enough that it could be done. Shishido licked around under his foreskin and then lapped at the
now wet tip. Juicy and wet with a lot of saliva, Shishido concentrated on just the exposed tip in and out
of his mouth. He treated it like a nipple or a girl's clit and even though he had never done this to a guy
or had this done to him, it must have felt good. Choutarou moaned and whimpered through it all.
Shishido let his hair fall forward and spill over Choutarou's legs and stomach figuring the softness
would send the freshman over the edge, but Choutarou held on. He was biting his lower lip and
trembling though. "I'm just getting started baby." Shishido smiled, "You can come if you want, you
know? I want you to. Is there some reason you haven't?"
Still shaking and totally turned on, Choutarou effortlessly begged, "I...I come a lot when I come and
I...I want to come with you. Please, Shishido-san?"
Shishido was not done teasing though, "You come more than I did?"
He was rewarded with a sweet but shy smile, "I guess...about the same, Shishido-san. I can
only...come..." he said it as if testing out the word, "once but it's a big one. So I flash a little and then
splash a lot. At least, that's what my friend and I used to call it. When we came."
Shishido smiled, "But you flash a lot. What do you mean you can only come once?"
Choutarou shrugged, "Before I could come I could do it a lot...uh...have a lot of orgasms in a row...but
then once I started coming I became a one-hit-wonder."
Shishido half-smiled, "Bet I can make you come more than once..."
He got a sweet happy laugh from Choutarou, "If anyone can, Shishido-san you can."
It was said with such belief and reverence that Shishido smiled and felt warm all over, "I'll do my best.
Hey, when did this happen? Did I do this to you, baby?" Shishido noticed a long scratch on the side of
Choutarou's erection he hadn't seen or felt before. The skin was red and swollen, but not cut and only
visible from this angle. Shishido worried he maybe did it without meaning to. It was thin skin and easy
to scratch up with his callus hardened skin or a ragged fingernail. Shishido looked at his hands though
and they looked pretty okay. Not manicured like Atobe's but nothing looked like it could scrape up
Choutarou's most sensitive skin.
"Huh?" Choutarou felt. "Oh. No. It was probably when the girls touched me earlier. Shiori had on a
ring that was sharp. It caught on my sweater, but I'm not even sure it was her." Choutarou must have
seen the anger in Shishido's face. "She...she took the other girls and Naomi's hands off me, Shishido-
san. She told Naomi and their friends I was hers and she would take care of me later. That's when I got
out of there to get away from them and her too. That's...that's when I hid and waited for you, Shishido-
san."
"She's not allowed to touch you again, Choutarou." Shishido was very angry, "No one is allowed to
touch you again. This part of you is mine, do you understand? In fact, all of you is mine and no one
else is allowed to touch you. If anyone else touches you, and I mean anyone from Taki to Atobe to even
a girl wanting to kiss you at a party, you tell them they have to come talk to me first. You're mine and
you belong to me and me alone, do you understand? And before you ask, I belong to you and only you.
All of me. No one else is allowed to touch me or kiss me or anything. We belong to each other and no
one else. All right?"
"Yes, Shishido-senpai." Choutarou bit his lip but around it he smiled so sweetly and looked so happy
for some reason it cooled Shishido's anger like someone pouring ice over lava.
A minute ago Shishido wanted to punch something or better yet knock some sense into one of the
bitches who felt his Choutarou up and scratched him. Shishido never hit a girl before and used to think
he never would, but Naomi was close to being the first. But now looking at how happy Choutarou was
with him, and at how sexy he looked still held in this position, all Shishido wanted to do was make him
feel amazingly good. He exhaled and felt like he was literally blowing off steam.
Shishido nodded in agreement and was glad they had that settled. "Okay, I have to clean your scratch.
Tell me if it hurts," he said and gently licked it. At least the skin wasn't broken, but he worried his lube
might have hurt or stung earlier. Choutarou's probably wouldn't and they should have used that. He
wished the shy freshman would have mentioned this earlier. "Okay?"
Choutarou looked completely turned on, "Yes, thank you. Shish...nnnn..."
Shishido went back to licking over Choutarou's testicles and noticed a nice clear string of wetness
dripped from Ohtori's swollen tip down to pool on his stomach. That was pretty sexy because Shishido
didn't really touch him much while they'd talked. His sexy Choutarou was turned on and probably
badly needed to come. A hot image of having sex with Choutarou in this position flashed through his
head. Maybe even have sex with him this way and take Choutarou's erection in his mouth during sex.
Shishido didn't even know until right now that position was possible during sex between two guys. He
assumed that most guys did it like he and Atobe did with one always behind the other. But this was
completely do-able and it brought up a lot of other interesting possibilities.
Still thinking this, Shishido licked lower down the center line of him in that between area behind his
testicles but not quite at his entrance. In that between area, Choutarou had a very solid, distinct line.
"Know what this is?" Shishido asked in a tease between tracing over the seam with his tongue again
and again, "If you were a girl, this is where I'd go to be inside of you." Shishido licked it again feeling
it was hard because Choutarou was.
"Do you ever...?" Choutarou sounded strangely strained so Shishido looked at him. "Shishido-san, do
you ever wish I was a girl?"
Shishido thought it was strange, "No. I never thought about it. Why, do you ever wish I was?" It
seemed sort of absurd. Choutarou quickly shook his head no, but he looked like he was waiting for
Shishido to say more. Shishido thought out loud, "No, I mean I like you how you are. That doesn't
matter to me and anyway, I don't think I could ever be this close to a girl. I've dated a lot of them and I
never felt this way for anyone before. And hell, I like these parts of you too much." He cupped the
freshman's testicles and erection. "Why? Have you thought about this?"
Choutarou looked up at him and bit his lip before smiling. When he did that series of things, it meant
something Shishido said pleased him. "No. I was...just wondering, Shishido-san. I really like you how
you are."
"Hn." Shishido half-grunted. He couldn't imagine anyone wishing he was a girl. Even with long hair,
even if his hair was loose and down and the other person was behind him, it was rare for someone to
mistake him for a girl. Sure if Choutarou was a girl Shishido's mom might not flip out when she
eventually finds out they're dating, but then again, Choutarou would be an awfully...large girl. No, he
was much cuter like this. They were closer because of them both being guys, on the same team, and
having so many things in common. Shishido looked down and wondered something else, "Has anyone
ever touched you here?" He pointed without touching but Choutarou looked confused. "I mean here...?"
On impulse, Shishido licked him there with a wide lap of his tongue.
Choutarou gasped after finally getting the basic idea, "Shishido-san that's...!"
Shishido was prepared for the objection, "It's not dirty, we just showered. It is however your most
private and embarrassing personal place. Guys don't have a place here, so they go inside other guys
here." Shishido gestured with soft caresses of his hands at each place. "And you can have sex with girls
here too."
"But you licked me there...?" Choutarou looked shocked still.
Shishido felt sort of embarrassed, "Yeah, well it's called rimming and it feels good. I never did it to a
guy before and girls are weird about it. They're either too into it from BL manga or they don't want you
to even see that part of them. Like you're not supposed to notice it or something when everyone has
one. So, I've never done it to anyone before really, but I wanted to with you. Did it feel good?"
"I..." Choutarou smiled and looked like he was teasing, "I was too surprised to really feel. Maybe you
can try it one more time?"
"Okay, " Shishido smiled and decided to do it nicer this time to make sure Choutarou liked it. A thought
crossed his mind, "You didn't answer my question before when I asked if anyone ever touched you
there or not?" Choutarou looked down and away and bit his lip. Worried that Shishido wouldn't like his
answer. "Tell me, please. I won't get mad."
Choutarou started that nervous talking thing, "Well this guy Arata, he's Takeo's older cousin, and one
time when we were little he tried to..."
"But he didn't?" Choutarou shook his head no, but Shishido could see there was more to the story so he
said, "You tell me, and I'll do this while you talk. Let me know if you want me to stop or if it feels
good, okay?" Shishido tried to listen while he gently started to lick around the outside of Choutarou's
entrance. Here again was that pretty perfect pink color. Very sexy. So small a space. So perfect. It tasted
like Choutarou and the soap from earlier. Shishido held back because didn't want to lick into Choutarou
just yet. They had all the time in the world, but he did want Choutarou to not be afraid to touch or be
touched here. A girl once did this to Shishido badly and like he said, most girls were not into being
touched there. Atobe never did this to Shishido. Not in real life. Once drunk at a party, Shishido had
this really hot dream where he did though. In the dream, it felt beyond amazing. Their hottest, sexiest
time together was just a drunken dream of Shishido's.
He licked around and just a millimeter inside Choutarou. Shishido felt very pleased with being the first
person to touch him there.
He listened while Choutarou talked in that nervously fast way about Arata and their escape. The
freshman went on to say basically how Takeo wanted Choutarou to do things to him, but Takeo didn't
like to do things back to Choutarou. Apparently Takeo didn't like to do oral sex. That before they could
ejaculate they would give oral sex to each other, but once they started to come, Takeo refused so
Choutarou stopped too. This made Choutarou refuse to experiment further or do anything other than the
hand jobs they gave each other. Hand jobs that sounded nightly.
Shishido was jealous, but pleased too. It reminded him of how young Choutarou and his best friend
were when they were together. Like two little kids or brothers fighting over who would get to do what
first. He licked into Choutarou just a tiny amount again because he could and because Choutarou was
his. Shishido was worried because Choutarou rambled his story the whole time and didn't moan or
whimper once.
Instead the freshman just kind of drifted off mid-sentence and Shishido felt one of Choutarou's hands
on his erection touching him softly, "You're hard, Shishido-san." Choutarou made a whimper-moan
sound, "Ohh...you're wet too."
Shishido smiled, "Yeah, I can't help it. Touching you turns me on, baby." He asked, "Does it feel okay?"
"Yes, it...it doesn't feel bad, Shishido-san, just...just kind of strange...or different...and I always like
when you touch me, but..." Choutarou licked his lips as if gathering up his courage, "Can I...may I do it
to you, Shishido-san?"
Warnings: Yaoi, Love, Angst, Fluff, and Lots of Sex. Some kink. You've been warned ;)
Disclaimer: Nope not mine. Still in my dreams. ;)
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"She lied to you, Shishido-san. She didn't write it. I dimmnf..."
Before he even knew what he was doing, Shishido's lips were on Choutarou's like they had a mind of
their own. In a flash Shishido's body moved to hold the freshman, kiss him, and at the same time push
Choutarou back so Shishido could lay on top of him to better kiss him quiet. It felt so right to kiss
Choutarou that it turned out to be a nice surprise when Shishido's brain caught up to his body's natural
reaction to comfort him. So since he was already there, Shishido kissed the freshman long and deeply.
He tried to use all of his body to express his feelings, because it was too soon to say the words and even
if he did try to say the words, Shishido felt so much that he didn't know where to start. He felt more
than lust or like or even love for the shy freshman who in just a matter of months managed to turn
Shishido's entire world upside down in the nicest ways. Shishido didn't have or know the words to say,
but at least his honest body instinctively knew in actions how to get his major points across.
After a startled second where he resisted, Choutarou relaxed into the kiss. A moment later he practically
melted into Shishido's arms with one of those sexy soft whimpers. It was as if he understood and
accepted not just Shishido, but everything he was trying to say he felt. Choutarou responded by kissing
Shishido back sensuously and intensely. Like his little brother needed to kiss and be close to him.
Needed him.
Being needed felt nice. Better than he thought it would have. It didn't feel constricting at all. Usually
when a girl said she "needed" Shishido what she meant was she needed him to help her out in some
way or do something for her that he probably wouldn't want to do. Choutarou never asked so it felt
easy to give to him. Natural to be needed and to need him right back.
Shishido figured this was the best he could do for Choutarou right now. This and after the kissing, he
guessed he would have to once again reassure his little brother with however as much comforting and
complements Choutarou needed. Shishido pulled back to see Ohtori's expression so he could better
gauge how much work he had ahead of him. Amazingly, it didn't appear to be very much. Just a little
time, attention, affection, and touching and Choutarou seemed stronger.
Choutarou looked back at him with that shy but pleased little smile he only gave Shishido. The
freshman also looked very turned on but also slightly dazed as if he couldn't figure out why Shishido
was kissing him so passionately. Even confused, Choutarou seemed happy and willing to go along with
more kissing. It was very nice.
Shishido half-smiled back at how cute he was and explained, "When Yuri gave me that song, even
though I turned her down, I thought it was the nicest and most romantic thing anyone ever did for me.
It was almost hard to turn her down, but I had to. I had feelings for someone else so how could I go out
on a date with her?" Shishido gave Choutarou a lingering kiss to demonstrate exactly who the other
person he had feelings for was before the shy freshman wondered or worried. "And now I find out it
was you all along? You did something like that for me? That is so...you're amazing, baby. You're really
amazing."
He smiled honestly and was pleased, but deep down Shishido was angry. Angry and concerned. Yuri
treating Choutarou like this wasn't a small thing to Shishido by any means, but there was a bigger
problem Choutarou wasn't even aware of going on.
Clearly Choutarou was being bullied by the girls instead of respected as he should be. Even though he
was only a freshman, he still was a sub-regular with a well-known and as far as Shishido knew a well-
respected big brother. Choutarou was even about to be initiated, but for whatever reasons, his high
status was not being taken seriously. Shishido silently vowed to protect Choutarou more, but at the
same time he knew he needed to talk this over with Atobe.
The whole situation was unreal and unheard of. Normally, hell, for as long as Shishido had been at
Hyoutei, even in grade school everyone practically bowed down to the entire tennis team. The entire
team -- not just the regulars and sub-regulars. The teachers, the administrators, and even other clubs
gave the tennis club the largest amount of respect to where it often bordered on homage. At Hyoutei the
who's who of the most popular and most powerful students were always members of the tennis club.
And it had been that way since Shishido's parents went to Hyoutei, hell, it had been that way since his
parent's parents went to Hyoutei.
No one would dare to treat a sub-regular this way. It was damn near unthinkable. And if this level of
disrespect was going on from the girls, then the entire situation was dire and not just about Choutarou.
Shishido was out of the loop, but something huge and wrong was going on at Hyoutei. If this was
happening to just Shishido, then that would be one thing. He would probably just blame it on Atobe or
some girl he dumped getting her revenge. He would suck it up and directly take on anyone, girl or guy
who dared to say a word against him, but this was Choutarou.
His little brother simply was too kind and his ego too fragile to be treated this poorly. Choutarou didn't
have a thick skin to withstand attacks like this and he really didn't understand yet how things were
supposed to work at Hyoutei to begin to protect himself. Hell, Choutarou was too new at Hyoutei to
even really even know just how wrong all this was. The freshman already suffered enough heartbreak
this year. He didn't deserve anything except the admiration and adoration he was due from a status he
earned through hours of practice and liters of his sweat. Choutarou was a great tennis player so this was
not about tennis. He was well-liked by everyone as far as Shishido knew or could tell. If Choutarou was
not as well-liked and accepted, the freshman wouldn't have lasted this long. Early on Atobe would have
found a way to make the freshman disappear the instant he noticed Choutarou getting too close to
Shishido. Sure Atobe was jealous as hell of him, but even he liked Choutarou and respected his playing
enough to want him around.
He thought about Choutarou casually mentioning winning regionals and nationals. No way was Atobe
going to get rid of someone with that level of experience, skill, and future potential. All this happening
to Choutarou just did not add up. There was no reason for anyone to hate the freshman and no grounds
to see him as a threat. There were no scandals around him. Choutarou's family wasn't at war with
anyone else's family. Choutarou never dated and dumped a bunch of girls and he wasn't a threat to
anyone socially, academically, or in any other way. Choutarou being a sub-regular didn't interfere with
anyone else getting his place. The freshman didn't knock out an older or more popular player for his
place. He was just brought up because of his skill by Atobe. Shishido's little brother never caused any
problems for anyone so it just did not make any sense.
It was unthinkable for this to happen--especially from the girls. Shishido half wondered if Atobe would
even believe him or if he would just think Shishido's feelings for Choutarou or the freshman's shyness
was causing some issues. But Shishido heard enough tonight to know this was not just one or two
isolated incidents. He could only imagine how many other little things must have happened. There
were probably numerous other slights, attacks, hurts, words, and situations that too-kind, too-friendly
Choutarou never mentioned, but Shishido knew Hyoutei. Bullies there didn't pick their victims
randomly. Problems like that on an everyday basis must have happened. It had to bother and confuse
Choutarou who did nothing wrong. He didn't deserve this.
The girls were cowards. They only attacked someone when they were either together in a large group
or when they thought they could win with no retaliation. For them to so savagely go after Choutarou
who was well-liked, secure in his place in the tennis club, and no threat to them meant somehow,
somewhere they discovered a major new weakness or flaw. But that weakness was not Ohtori
Choutarou.
No. This was something bigger. Maybe even bigger than the two of them and Shishido needed to do
something about it. But all he could do right now was be there for Choutarou, care for him, and
reassure him. Tomorrow though, Shishido was going to talk to Atobe and he was going to find a way to
put a stop to this once and for all. Earlier Shishido thought it was just Naomi and her little clique, but
Gakuto's little sister Yuri was not friends with Naomi. In fact, Yuri and Naomi were bitter rivals who
competed against each other for everything.
Yuri was captain of the girls cheer leading team and Naomi was Atobe's little sister. Their power and
status was about equal so they battled each other tooth and claw for any millimeter of ground gained
over the other. They counted their successes in conquests and confessions from the guys, but their true
power was amassed by just counting the number of kowtowing "friends" each had following them
around. They would court and try to win over new and powerful girlfriends like a broke but handsome
bachelor almost desperately courting an ugly heiress.
All their brutal secret battles ended in a draw though. Naomi held the numbers, but Yuri was a year
older and from old money. They were evenly matched even if they remained locked in silent war
against each other. Shishido only knew this from the many girls he dated, because the guys at Hyoutei
for the most part ignored the girls and their dramas. The guys were more than happy to focus on their
own lives and let the girls fight it out. As long as it didn't directly affect a guy's status, most guys didn't
know or care to hear the details of the girls dramas.
In fact, Shishido always respected Yuri because even though she came from old money, she truly
gained her position as head cheerleader through hard work--not on her back like Naomi. Yuri was a tiny
girl, but not delicate by any means. She and Gakuto were about the same size. Not only in height, but in
build too. They were both muscled about the same and they were both skilled at acrobatics. Shishido
was no expert but to him Gakuto seemed a little better and more apt to take risks with his moves. Yuri
had a few impressive flips and tumbles she was very good at. She incorporated them into moves that
won them many cheering competitions. While she wasn't the prettiest girl, her hard work on herself, her
loyal group of friends, and her cheering skills seemed to pay off for her. She even fell and was hurt the
beginning of the school year falling off some pyramid thing, but a day after she got out of the hospital
she was back at practice. Shishido always respected her dedication.
Other than that, he really didn't know Yuri well. She was a grade ahead of him and they rarely
interacted with each other. It was pretty common knowledge that Shishido and Gakuto weren't friends
so they were not friends with each other's little sisters. In fact, because of the way things were at
Hyoutei, even if Shishido's painfully socially shy little sister was a more aggressive girl, because he
and Gakuto didn't get along, their little sisters never would be friends. It was just the way things were.
So it had been strange when Yuri confessed to him. She should have asked Gakuto if it was okay first
and from what Shishido heard later, it was not. Gakuto loudly objected and probably was thrilled when
he found out Shishido turned her down.
When Yuri confessed, Shishido told her he liked someone else. The same way he told everyone else
who confessed since he was with Atobe, but the difference was he wasn't thinking of Atobe at all. He'd
only been thinking of Choutarou. While he thought the song she said she wrote and recorded was
amazing and very sweet, he didn't consider dating her seriously. He was interested in Ohtori, but even if
he wasn't, physically she wasn't really Shishido's type. Add to that he did not want to deal with Gakuto
at all, and he barely knew her. In all the years they'd gone to the same school they maybe said ten
words to each other so when she confessed love it seemed like a ball from another court.
Something she said that day though struck Shishido as odd and he only remembered it now because he
was thinking about it. She said almost the exact same thing Naomi said at the sharing. That with
Shishido by her side, she and he could together rule the school. Shishido didn't really understand what
it all meant or why both girls said something so similar to him even if it was said months apart, but
adding up just the little bit he did know, it didn't bode well.
What he did know is she would never mess with his little brother or give him any grief again. Shishido
would see to that personally. She just made an enemy out of Shishido.
And yet he wondered at what she did. Stealing the song and giving his little brother such a hard time.
Did she know all along Choutarou recorded it? Was she trying to make Shishido look bad or his little
brother? Why confess then? Why not just write a song? She was talented in that area because she put
together music all the time for the cheer leaders. Maybe when people came into power they just tended
to get lazy, but Shishido couldn't see going through all that trouble or telling all the lies she did just for
a confession. It didn't make sense to him, but then again lots of things people did at Hyoutei in the
name of love or gaining power didn't seem logical to him. Or honorable.
It's the one thing Shishido really respected about Atobe. He never got lazy. When he wanted something,
he ruthlessly went after it.
People didn't often see Atobe practice but he did. Constantly and extremely hard. Atobe practiced like
his life depended on it and Shishido always figured that to Atobe, in a way it did. The guy for four
years had been working on all these secret moves like a machinist designing the ultimate weapon. The
main one was some rondo thing Atobe saw at a match happen as an accident, but he told Shishido over
a year ago he was close to perfecting it. He was still working on it every day, just where no one could
see. Shishido never saw it but he knew enough that he never hoped to face it.
Atobe challenged anyone he thought was talented at tennis. He played anyone from High Schoolers to
College kids to pros just to learn from them and work on himself. He would flatter them to get them to
play him. He would court and woo them to make them think he wanted to be their friend. Atobe would
then play the same person over and over until he knew how to defeat them. He would play an older,
better version of any upcoming rival just to break down his rivals possible flaws. Hell, Atobe'd been
working on some secret serve for two years that when he first started figuring it out, whatever it was
hurt his back so badly he had to see a chiropractor. He literally could not get out of bed after a day of
practice. His wealthy family sent for massage therapists, doctors, and acupuncturists, but this one
chiropractor was the person who brought the most pain relief. The chiropractor was eventually brought
in and made the team chiropractor. Atobe worked through the pain trying to fine tune his ideal of the
perfect, nonreturnable serve. Shishido had never seen that serve either, but he learned through
experience that Atobe was no slacker. He worked hard and earned everything he obtained through
relentless effort. Atobe would no sooner claim someone else's work than allow an illness or injury or
being lazy to keep him from a goal.
Choutarou was the same way. He had the same fierce drive and the same determined work ethic, but
Choutarou's goals were very different from Atobe's. Choutarou's goals, motivations, and his gentle
heart were so pure. Looking back at how each person who liked him pursued him, Yuri, Atobe, and
then Choutarou, Shishido felt a rush of affection for the shy, but driven freshman. Shishido half-smiled
and decided to tease him to get them back on track, "So my amazing boyfriend wants to kiss and touch
me more? And hold me?"
He got and nod and then that shy smile in return, "Yes, please. And hold you while you hold me when
we sleep, Shishido-senpai."
Shishido didn't expect that and wasn't sure what it was. He realized he jumped to conclusions earlier.
Choutarou did have different names for things after all. His little brother warned him as much. Shishido
reprimanded himself and reminded himself that he shouldn't judge until he knew what 'holding'
involved. Intrigued he asked, "I don't know how to hold someone when I sleep...?"
He got a wider smile in return, "You don't? So you never did it with anyone before? I'll show you when
we sleep, Shishido-san. I think you'll really like it. I...I really hope you do."
Choutarou looked so eager it made Shishido laugh, "I'm sure I will. So far, I really like everything we
do in my bed together. And in the shower. And in the locker room. And in closets in houses where we
shouldn't be." Shishido ran his hand up the back of Choutarou's neck and wove his fingers between the
freshman's soft curls. To his surprise, Choutarou made one of those hot little noises so he kept moving
his fingers gently through the freshman's silky hair. Shishido smiled and wondered at his little brother
not coming yet. The poor guy. The least Shishido figured he could do is make it really good the first
time Choutarou came with him. "Baby, is there anything else you'd like to do? Any fantasies you have
about kissing or touching? Tell me what you like. Tell me what you want. Whatever it is. Anything. I'll
try whatever you want to do. I want your first time coming with me to be as amazing as mine was with
you. Please?"
Shishido always liked the way Ohtori watched when someone spoke. Choutarou would focus all his
attention on the speaker and when it was Shishido talking, the freshman intensely watched his face and
especially his mouth. When they first met, it felt a little disconcerting to have someone standing so
close to you watch you so completely but over time, Shishido really came to love it. It was like when
they talked, no matter the subject, their time together and the conversation really mattered to the
freshman.
In return, Shishido found himself watching Choutarou back closer than he normally would with
someone. Shishido didn't normally hold steady eye contact so long with someone before, especially not
with another guy, but with Choutarou it became a natural thing. It made Shishido feel very close to his
little brother in ways he never felt with anyone, even with a girl before. It also made Shishido over time
start to notice all of Ohtori's own small habits and gestures.
Sometimes when he spoke, Choutarou would make hand gestures like he was acting out what he was
saying for emphasis, but they were unfamiliar motions to Shishido. From practice Shishido slowly was
learning each of them. He wondered about the little mannerisms soon after they first met and guessed
they were probably gestures Choutarou's family and friends made.
Shishido also began to notice his own movements when he talked to people. He found that everyone he
knew at Hyoutei tended to have the same mannerisms and emphasize the same words or phrases when
they spoke. It was an interesting perspective Choutarou gave him on their own little bubble of a world,
but it also enabled Shishido to know Ohtori better.
For example when the shy freshman was worried about stuttering or was hesitating to say something,
Choutarou tended to look away from Shishido, look down, and then chew fully on his bottom lip. He
only did this series of things when Shishido asked Choutarou something and he worried that Shishido
might not approve of what he wanted to say. He was doing that now and it was like Choutarou was
trying to think of the right answer instead of saying what he really felt.
Shishido moved his fingers through his little brother's curls and reached over to kiss Choutarou's lips
softly. A kiss was always nice and it was a simple way to get his little brother to stop gnawing on his
lip. He held Choutarou a little closer and kissed around his ear. Softly he said in his ear while nibbling
gently on the soft lobe, "It's okay, baby. Just take your time and tell me what you want to say. There is
something you want to do that we haven't done, isn't there?"
Choutarou gave got a quick little nod in response and held Shishido a little tighter.
He wondered if the freshman was waiting to do whatever this was to come. Shishido decided to try to
draw it out of him, "Ask me, baby. Whatever it is, all you have to do is ask. I won't laugh. I promise.
Even if you don't know the right name or the right words, we'll figure it out, but first I need to know
what it is before we can do it, right?"
Choutarou nodded again. Shishido felt him take a deep breath and then softly, so soft it was almost a
whisper he said, "I...I want..." Shishido felt his little brother take another breath before saying a little
stronger, "I really want...and Shishido-san if it's something you don't like or don't want to do, or if you
feel it's an unreasonable request then I totally understand and thank you for letting me ask because
you're right, there's no way you can know until I ask you so thank you, but what I think I really would
like and want to do is to be the last, Shishido-san."
Shishido was lost again, "The last...? The last what?"
"The last...the last person who touches you..." Choutarou pulled away to look at Shishido and he
seriously said as if confessing his truest feelings, "Shishido-senpai, what I'd like to do almost more than
anything else in the world is to be the last person to deeply touch you inside and intimately know your
most private and embarrassing personal place."
Shishido looked at Choutarou and his mouth dropped open. He realized this and closed his mouth. It
opened again. He shut it again. It opened again and he realized if he kept doing this he would only end
up looking like a fish. He was too stunned though to speak or even react any further.
Meanwhile Choutarou was looking oddly...triumphant. He smiled and exhaled as if he had been
holding in his breath, "I did it. Oh god, I really did it. He really must have thought I wouldn't be able to
do it, but I did it. Did I do it okay, Shishido-san? Did I ask you alright?" Choutarou looked at Shishido's
face and his smile faltered, "Oh no. What? I did it wrong? I'm...I'm sorry. I should have practiced first
but you said to ask you and I decided to take a chance...Oh god, did I ask you wrong, Shishido-san?
Did I not ask it right?" His smile slipped completely from his face and he looked worried again, "Did
I...did I ruin it for us, Shishido-san?"
Shishido blinked at him in surprise, "You have no idea what you just asked me to do, do you?"
Choutarou adorably began to blush. You simply couldn't get angry at someone while they were looking
that cute and innocent, "Well, no...not...not exactly, I was going to look it up but there wasn't really
time but...but if it's something you like to do then you can show me, right? I mean...I should know what
you like, Shishido-san and I want to learn how to do everything you enjoy, and you...you're a really
good teacher and even though I might not be really good at it at first, I'll work really hard to be really
good at doing all the things you like for you and..."
Feeling a little annoyed, Shishido covered Choutarou's mouth with his hand, "You basically just asked
me if you could have sex with me."
Underneath his fingers Choutarou's mouth gapped open and he gasped. His eyes went wide,
"Oh...god...I...I did? But...but...but when? When did I...?"
Shishido quickly put it all together. Including the long-winded specific phrasing Choutarou used.
Really, Shishido should have known the first time he heard those words come out of Choutarou's mouth
what must have happened, but it really had been a long time since Shishido heard anyone actually say
something that...ridiculous. Angry now he asked, "Exactly what did Atobe say to you?"
Choutarou looked mortified, "Oh god. Oh god, Shishido-san I...I didn't know. I didn't. I'm...I'm so
stupid. Oh god. I didn't mean it...I didn't mean that...I'm...I'm so sor..."
Shishido covered the freshman's mouth with his hand again. Despite his latest spell of anger and
Choutarou's newest blush and horror, Shishido cracked half a smile at the entire thing, "So...you don't
want to have sex with me?"
Under his hand, Choutarou gasped again, "No! No, I...I didn't mean..."
He was so cute that despite it all, Shishido laughed, "Baby, I am not mad at you. I'm not at all angry at
you. And you're not stupid. I'm pissed off at Atobe for being such a sneaky bastard, but I'm not mad at
you. I just want to know what he said, so tell me exactly what happened."
Looking miserable, Choutarou said while looking away, "It...it was just before I ran into the girls.
When Atobe-san was looking for you and couldn't find you. He...he took me aside like we were going
to look for you but he pushed...he pushed me up against a wall and said, "Na, do you want me to teach
you how to kiss now, Ohtori-kun?"
It was a nearly perfect imitation of a dangerously furious Atobe. It was so good Shishido felt a chill
spill down the back of his neck as if they were in danger. He had to resist his urge to pull Choutarou
closer to him to keep the freshman safe.
Choutarou went on sounding more and more upset, "Then he asked where you were, Shishido-san. But
I didn't know. Atobe-san didn't invite me and he made it seem like just he and you were leaving
together. He said you were going on a date together. And he used the word date. Atobe-san had one of
those candy-things in his mouth that smelled bad and when I said I wouldn't kiss him because someone
might see us, he said he would find you without me. That he didn't need me. That it was pathetic that I
even try to compete with him for you. That it was absurd of me to try. That he felt...he felt sorry for me.
Then he said that...that I shouldn't ever forget that he was the last person to deeply touch you inside and
intimately know your most private and embarrassing personal place and that you loved it. You loved it
when he touched you there like that and you would never be able to forget him or his touch. And
then...Atobe-san, he...he laughed and said I wouldn't have the courage to even ask you to do it so he
was telling me all this because it really wasn't fair to me anyway because you would...you would never
be mine. He said I would lose you to him before you even gave me a chance, Shishido-san...and
I...when you asked what I wanted to do...I just...I thought if that was what you really wanted and liked
to do..." Choutarou's voice cracked a little with emotion and it sounded like he was close to tears, but
then he took a deep breath and said very determined, "Shishido-san, I know I didn't ask you right,
but...if...if you want to go ahead and have sex with me, you can...I...I might not be very good at first
because it's my first time but I'll try to get better and better so you really..."
Shishido hugged Choutarou. Hard. His chest hurt suddenly from how worked up Ohtori was getting
himself and Shishido's eyes stung with tears. "He's wrong..." Shishido tried to say but it came out
sounding as if he was snarling or growling so he tried again, "Baby, he's wrong. He's wrong because
there's nothing you have to do. If you want me, I'm yours. I'm already yours. You've already won me,
Choutarou and there's not going to be any rematches, because to have you like me, baby, I'm the lucky
one. I'm sure he thought he was being real smart challenging you like he did, but Atobe's still stupidly
trying to play a game that you've already won--only he's too lame to even see the score. I know what he
said probably made you feel jealous, hell if I think about your best friend touching you I feel jealous as
hell, but when we're together, it feels like you're with me and just me. Baby, I'm with you and just you.
Even if Atobe was right here and promising me everything I ever wanted, Choutarou, I'd still choose
you because you are everything I've ever wanted. There is nothing for you to feel jealous of, and I told
you earlier, I'll handle Atobe. Give me a chance, Choutarou and I'll make this right. I can do this. I'll
make my boyfriend really happy." Shishido pulled back to look at him, "You know, I've never wanted
to be someone's boyfriend this much? And I've never wanted someone to be my boyfriend or even
wanted a girl to be mine this much either. I've never wanted anyone or anything as much as I want
you."
Choutarou was looking at him with a surprised expression on his face and tears in his eyes. He
suddenly hugged Shishido hard, pulling them tightly together, "I want you too, Shishido-san. More than
anything and anyone I want you too. I'm yours too, Shishido-senpai, and I would choose you too even
if Takeo was standing here..." He held Shishido even tighter and his voice now trembled, "I'd choose
you. Shishido-san is everything I want and you do make me happy and oh, you can't breathe..."
Choutarou let him go a little but still held him close, "I'm sorry I didn't know what Atobe-san meant,
Shishido-san, but I..." He pulled back to look at Shishido with an expression of pure adoration on his
face, "I want to be yours, Shishido-san. Really yours. More than anything in the world, so if you want
to have sex with me..."
"I don't," Shishido said without thinking. Choutarou looked suddenly shocked and crushed. He went to
move away as if struck or pushed away, but Shishido held him fast, "Listen to me, baby. Please? Just
listen. My whole life it feels like people are always asking me to have sex with them and what I've
learned is having sex doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean you get closer or that things are better. It's
just sex. That's not what I want. Not with you. You're too important to me and being with you means
too much to just have sex. It sounds stupid and like a line but it's the truth so I'm going to say it, okay?"
Choutarou was looking at him hurt and completely confused but Shishido kept trying, "When the time
for us is right I don't want us to have sex, I want us to make love. I've had a lot of sex with a lot of
people and I'm sorry about that. I can't undo what's been done. I can't give you anything special like
you can give me in that way, but what I can give you is myself. All of me. I've never felt this way about
anyone before, but every time we're together, every time we touch each other, that's what it feels like
we're doing. Not fooling around or playing around or kissing around or just having sex like everyone
else, but every time I touch you or kiss you or hold you, and every time you touch me or kiss me or
hold me, it feels special and important. Like we're making love. I don't need to have sex with you to
make you mine or to make me yours. Sex doesn't make you belong to someone else, because if it did,
hell, I'd belong to too many people and I don't. I just belong to you and that has nothing to do with sex.
It has everything to do with the way I feel about you. And when I say to you I want you, that is what I
mean. Those feelings. Not sex. Any two people can have sex. It doesn't mean anything, but I've never
felt this way before and I can't imagine that I will ever feel this way for anyone else ever again. I can't
imagine being without you. I love kissing and touching you, and yes, I physically want you, but it's
way more than that." Frustrated because he couldn't read the freshman's expression, Shishido said,
"Choutarou, I want you. I want...baby, I want to love you..." He paused to think of how to say what he
was feeling and absently tucked some of his hair behind his right ear.
"Then go ahead, Shishido-san. Love me." Choutarou said it quietly and almost in a teasing, challenging
way and he looked almost like he was going to smile. Before he could ask the freshman what he meant
by what he said, he was softly kissed on the mouth. Choutarou's arms went around him and when he
pulled back from their kiss, Ohtori rested their foreheads together, "I want you too, Shishido-senpai.
More than I've ever wanted anyone or anything in my life too."
"Then please trust me. Please baby? I don't want us to rush, but I don't want us to stop either. I want
this to last..." Always and forever was what Shishido thought of but it seemed too soon to say that,
"...for as long as you want to be with me."
"Forever...?" Choutarou softly asked and then stammered, "I...oh god, I mean...uh..."
Shishido kissed him and smiled, "No. Forever doesn't feel like long enough." He kissed him again and
thought out loud, "How about through this life and into the next? And maybe the one after that and the
one after that one too? How about always, baby?" Shishido felt a blush creep up his face as he said
such sappy things, but he meant them. Choutarou had to understand these weren't just lines, "I'm...I'm
not usually like this, but...but that doesn't mean I don't mean what I'm saying. I do. That's...when I'm
with you...you make me feel so much..."
"Then maybe forever and always?" Choutarou asked with a smile and then a lingering kiss with a flash
of tongue, "That sound okay, Shishido-san? And I...I know you're not usually like this and not like this
with other people, but I...I like it. I like how you are with me. I lo...I mean I like how you are when it's
just us. Somehow, that makes it even better."
He nodded because always and forever did sound good. "Oh yeah?" Shishido decided enough with the
feelings talk or he was going to confess before it was time. He decided to tease with half a smile, "You
say that now, but I haven't punished you yet."
"Punished?" Choutarou looked as if he never heard the word before.
"Of course, for saying you wanted to have sex with me." Shishido grinned in what he knew was a sexy
way. One of these grins and girls were all over him, unable to resist. He flipped his hair back for good
measure. "So ready for your punishment?" At this point girls would be on their back and turned by
Shishido teasing them.
Choutarou gave him a sober little nod and looked heartbroken, "Should I go sleep on the couch or the
floor, Shishido-san? Or...back to my own bed?"
Shishido looked at him stunned. That would punish him more than Choutarou, "No. I was just teasing
you, baby." He thought about how victorious Choutarou seemed after he first asked. "And actually, that
was pretty brave of you, to ask me without practicing first." Adorably, Choutarou looked like he was
pouting. He was so easy to love. It just took a little encouragement and affection to make him so happy.
Shishido thought about the night he had and honestly said, "I'm proud of you, baby. And not just for
being brave or honest with me, but you had a pretty bad night baby between Atobe being a bastard and
the girls and probably other things you've gone through that I don't even know about yet. You're tough.
And very strong. Lots of people have left Hyoutei for less, but you not only stayed, you've been brave
through it all and have come out ahead. You're stronger than you know, Ohtori Choutarou and I'm
proud and happy that a guy as amazing as you wants to be with me."
"Shishido-san, none of that matters to me, none of those bad things because...because you want to be
with me. You made...made what felt like one of the worst nights into the best night of my life. You
wanna..." Choutarou gave a little laugh as if just realizing how much of Gakuto's accent he picked up,
"You want to be my boyfriend and you want me to be your boyfriend, Shishido-senpai. That...that's
better than anything. I couldn't ask for anything more."
Shishido smiled at him and at the best night of his life thing. So damn sweet. But it was fun to tease
him too, "Yeah, but now I am going to have to punish you for talking like Gakuto again. Prepare
yourself, Choutarou." It was something Atobe said before he challenged someone.
Choutarou gave an adorable giggle, "I'm ready, Shishido-san."
"No, you're not." Shishido said still smiling. He moved quickly to his knees between Choutarou's legs
and before the freshman could object or think, Shishido pulled Ohtori over flat on his back and his hips
up so that the small of Choutarou's back now rested on Shishido's thighs. His legs were spread and his
knees were bent but he was trying to put his feet on the bed. Shishido pulled his knees up higher so his
butt was in the air. He rested Choutarou's knees on his shoulders and pulled Choutarou's hands away
from his waning erection. "Hands at your sides unless I say and now you're ready." Shishido looked at
him. Choutarou's face was completely uncertain, but his body in this position, there was no doubt what
Shishido was thinking, "Damn baby, you look really sexy like this..."
"S...sexy? Shishido-san?" Choutarou looked like he thought Shishido was going to make fun of him. It
broke Shishido's heart.
"Yeah baby. Very sexy. I can see just about all of you like this. These look really good." Shishido
caressed his testicles. They were big and normally hung nice and low. Shishido liked earlier how their
weight and size felt in his hand, but this angle they fell forward towards Choutarou's cut stomach. They
were clearly outlined. It was pretty erotic so Shishido decided to taste.
"No, they're too big...nnngh..." Choutarou started to protest, but he must have liked Shishido's tongue
moving wetly over them.
"No, they're perfect." Shishido murmured between kissing and licking the soft skin, "Very masculine.
Not like a little boy's at all. And I love how good they feel in my mouth." Shishido again took one
gently in his mouth. He licked it with his tongue and liked the way it fit and felt. Even better was
Choutarou's reaction. His eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned. Nice. Shishido licked and kissed
his way over to the other side wanting more. When he took the right side in his mouth, Choutarou gave
a slightly louder version of one of his sweet moans. Shishido licked back to the center and then under
to his root. Slowly he worked his way up from the base with lips and tongue wetly licking up the thick
and now very hard shaft. Choutarou had a thick nice ridge and tonguing it seemed to make him
whimper again. Nice and very sexy. Shishido smiled at him.
"Am..." Choutarou whimpered again as Shishido liked around where his foreskin met his tip. "Am I
punished yet, Shishido-ssssnnnn..."
To take his tip in his mouth, Shishido had to move Choutarou a little more over to reach, but he was
flexible enough that it could be done. Shishido licked around under his foreskin and then lapped at the
now wet tip. Juicy and wet with a lot of saliva, Shishido concentrated on just the exposed tip in and out
of his mouth. He treated it like a nipple or a girl's clit and even though he had never done this to a guy
or had this done to him, it must have felt good. Choutarou moaned and whimpered through it all.
Shishido let his hair fall forward and spill over Choutarou's legs and stomach figuring the softness
would send the freshman over the edge, but Choutarou held on. He was biting his lower lip and
trembling though. "I'm just getting started baby." Shishido smiled, "You can come if you want, you
know? I want you to. Is there some reason you haven't?"
Still shaking and totally turned on, Choutarou effortlessly begged, "I...I come a lot when I come and
I...I want to come with you. Please, Shishido-san?"
Shishido was not done teasing though, "You come more than I did?"
He was rewarded with a sweet but shy smile, "I guess...about the same, Shishido-san. I can
only...come..." he said it as if testing out the word, "once but it's a big one. So I flash a little and then
splash a lot. At least, that's what my friend and I used to call it. When we came."
Shishido smiled, "But you flash a lot. What do you mean you can only come once?"
Choutarou shrugged, "Before I could come I could do it a lot...uh...have a lot of orgasms in a row...but
then once I started coming I became a one-hit-wonder."
Shishido half-smiled, "Bet I can make you come more than once..."
He got a sweet happy laugh from Choutarou, "If anyone can, Shishido-san you can."
It was said with such belief and reverence that Shishido smiled and felt warm all over, "I'll do my best.
Hey, when did this happen? Did I do this to you, baby?" Shishido noticed a long scratch on the side of
Choutarou's erection he hadn't seen or felt before. The skin was red and swollen, but not cut and only
visible from this angle. Shishido worried he maybe did it without meaning to. It was thin skin and easy
to scratch up with his callus hardened skin or a ragged fingernail. Shishido looked at his hands though
and they looked pretty okay. Not manicured like Atobe's but nothing looked like it could scrape up
Choutarou's most sensitive skin.
"Huh?" Choutarou felt. "Oh. No. It was probably when the girls touched me earlier. Shiori had on a
ring that was sharp. It caught on my sweater, but I'm not even sure it was her." Choutarou must have
seen the anger in Shishido's face. "She...she took the other girls and Naomi's hands off me, Shishido-
san. She told Naomi and their friends I was hers and she would take care of me later. That's when I got
out of there to get away from them and her too. That's...that's when I hid and waited for you, Shishido-
san."
"She's not allowed to touch you again, Choutarou." Shishido was very angry, "No one is allowed to
touch you again. This part of you is mine, do you understand? In fact, all of you is mine and no one
else is allowed to touch you. If anyone else touches you, and I mean anyone from Taki to Atobe to even
a girl wanting to kiss you at a party, you tell them they have to come talk to me first. You're mine and
you belong to me and me alone, do you understand? And before you ask, I belong to you and only you.
All of me. No one else is allowed to touch me or kiss me or anything. We belong to each other and no
one else. All right?"
"Yes, Shishido-senpai." Choutarou bit his lip but around it he smiled so sweetly and looked so happy
for some reason it cooled Shishido's anger like someone pouring ice over lava.
A minute ago Shishido wanted to punch something or better yet knock some sense into one of the
bitches who felt his Choutarou up and scratched him. Shishido never hit a girl before and used to think
he never would, but Naomi was close to being the first. But now looking at how happy Choutarou was
with him, and at how sexy he looked still held in this position, all Shishido wanted to do was make him
feel amazingly good. He exhaled and felt like he was literally blowing off steam.
Shishido nodded in agreement and was glad they had that settled. "Okay, I have to clean your scratch.
Tell me if it hurts," he said and gently licked it. At least the skin wasn't broken, but he worried his lube
might have hurt or stung earlier. Choutarou's probably wouldn't and they should have used that. He
wished the shy freshman would have mentioned this earlier. "Okay?"
Choutarou looked completely turned on, "Yes, thank you. Shish...nnnn..."
Shishido went back to licking over Choutarou's testicles and noticed a nice clear string of wetness
dripped from Ohtori's swollen tip down to pool on his stomach. That was pretty sexy because Shishido
didn't really touch him much while they'd talked. His sexy Choutarou was turned on and probably
badly needed to come. A hot image of having sex with Choutarou in this position flashed through his
head. Maybe even have sex with him this way and take Choutarou's erection in his mouth during sex.
Shishido didn't even know until right now that position was possible during sex between two guys. He
assumed that most guys did it like he and Atobe did with one always behind the other. But this was
completely do-able and it brought up a lot of other interesting possibilities.
Still thinking this, Shishido licked lower down the center line of him in that between area behind his
testicles but not quite at his entrance. In that between area, Choutarou had a very solid, distinct line.
"Know what this is?" Shishido asked in a tease between tracing over the seam with his tongue again
and again, "If you were a girl, this is where I'd go to be inside of you." Shishido licked it again feeling
it was hard because Choutarou was.
"Do you ever...?" Choutarou sounded strangely strained so Shishido looked at him. "Shishido-san, do
you ever wish I was a girl?"
Shishido thought it was strange, "No. I never thought about it. Why, do you ever wish I was?" It
seemed sort of absurd. Choutarou quickly shook his head no, but he looked like he was waiting for
Shishido to say more. Shishido thought out loud, "No, I mean I like you how you are. That doesn't
matter to me and anyway, I don't think I could ever be this close to a girl. I've dated a lot of them and I
never felt this way for anyone before. And hell, I like these parts of you too much." He cupped the
freshman's testicles and erection. "Why? Have you thought about this?"
Choutarou looked up at him and bit his lip before smiling. When he did that series of things, it meant
something Shishido said pleased him. "No. I was...just wondering, Shishido-san. I really like you how
you are."
"Hn." Shishido half-grunted. He couldn't imagine anyone wishing he was a girl. Even with long hair,
even if his hair was loose and down and the other person was behind him, it was rare for someone to
mistake him for a girl. Sure if Choutarou was a girl Shishido's mom might not flip out when she
eventually finds out they're dating, but then again, Choutarou would be an awfully...large girl. No, he
was much cuter like this. They were closer because of them both being guys, on the same team, and
having so many things in common. Shishido looked down and wondered something else, "Has anyone
ever touched you here?" He pointed without touching but Choutarou looked confused. "I mean here...?"
On impulse, Shishido licked him there with a wide lap of his tongue.
Choutarou gasped after finally getting the basic idea, "Shishido-san that's...!"
Shishido was prepared for the objection, "It's not dirty, we just showered. It is however your most
private and embarrassing personal place. Guys don't have a place here, so they go inside other guys
here." Shishido gestured with soft caresses of his hands at each place. "And you can have sex with girls
here too."
"But you licked me there...?" Choutarou looked shocked still.
Shishido felt sort of embarrassed, "Yeah, well it's called rimming and it feels good. I never did it to a
guy before and girls are weird about it. They're either too into it from BL manga or they don't want you
to even see that part of them. Like you're not supposed to notice it or something when everyone has
one. So, I've never done it to anyone before really, but I wanted to with you. Did it feel good?"
"I..." Choutarou smiled and looked like he was teasing, "I was too surprised to really feel. Maybe you
can try it one more time?"
"Okay, " Shishido smiled and decided to do it nicer this time to make sure Choutarou liked it. A thought
crossed his mind, "You didn't answer my question before when I asked if anyone ever touched you
there or not?" Choutarou looked down and away and bit his lip. Worried that Shishido wouldn't like his
answer. "Tell me, please. I won't get mad."
Choutarou started that nervous talking thing, "Well this guy Arata, he's Takeo's older cousin, and one
time when we were little he tried to..."
"But he didn't?" Choutarou shook his head no, but Shishido could see there was more to the story so he
said, "You tell me, and I'll do this while you talk. Let me know if you want me to stop or if it feels
good, okay?" Shishido tried to listen while he gently started to lick around the outside of Choutarou's
entrance. Here again was that pretty perfect pink color. Very sexy. So small a space. So perfect. It tasted
like Choutarou and the soap from earlier. Shishido held back because didn't want to lick into Choutarou
just yet. They had all the time in the world, but he did want Choutarou to not be afraid to touch or be
touched here. A girl once did this to Shishido badly and like he said, most girls were not into being
touched there. Atobe never did this to Shishido. Not in real life. Once drunk at a party, Shishido had
this really hot dream where he did though. In the dream, it felt beyond amazing. Their hottest, sexiest
time together was just a drunken dream of Shishido's.
He licked around and just a millimeter inside Choutarou. Shishido felt very pleased with being the first
person to touch him there.
He listened while Choutarou talked in that nervously fast way about Arata and their escape. The
freshman went on to say basically how Takeo wanted Choutarou to do things to him, but Takeo didn't
like to do things back to Choutarou. Apparently Takeo didn't like to do oral sex. That before they could
ejaculate they would give oral sex to each other, but once they started to come, Takeo refused so
Choutarou stopped too. This made Choutarou refuse to experiment further or do anything other than the
hand jobs they gave each other. Hand jobs that sounded nightly.
Shishido was jealous, but pleased too. It reminded him of how young Choutarou and his best friend
were when they were together. Like two little kids or brothers fighting over who would get to do what
first. He licked into Choutarou just a tiny amount again because he could and because Choutarou was
his. Shishido was worried because Choutarou rambled his story the whole time and didn't moan or
whimper once.
Instead the freshman just kind of drifted off mid-sentence and Shishido felt one of Choutarou's hands
on his erection touching him softly, "You're hard, Shishido-san." Choutarou made a whimper-moan
sound, "Ohh...you're wet too."
Shishido smiled, "Yeah, I can't help it. Touching you turns me on, baby." He asked, "Does it feel okay?"
"Yes, it...it doesn't feel bad, Shishido-san, just...just kind of strange...or different...and I always like
when you touch me, but..." Choutarou licked his lips as if gathering up his courage, "Can I...may I do it
to you, Shishido-san?"