Uchi Returns
Nearly two hours later even Uchi had to admit that the water was cold. They reluctantly got up and Uchi headed over to the stack of towels. He passed one to Ryo. Without hesitation, Ryo unfolded the towel and began to dry Uchi off, pushing the boundary, as was his nature, between ‘drying’ and ‘feeling up’. Ryo rubbed Uchi’s chest through the towel, teasing the younger boy’s nipples with his thumbs. A low moan escaped Uchi’s lips and his eyelids drooped.
Ryo focused his attention lower, and began to dry his inner leg, perhaps with a little too much zeal. Uchi got a little more vocal, leaning back on the counter for support. He knew for certain that Ryo wasn’t particularly interested in drying him off when the towel came off but Ryo’s hands didn’t. He stroked Uchi’s thigh, now on his knees before his koibito. The low-frequency sounds escaping from Uchi’s throat were immensely satisfying.
Uchi knew he was going to go hard any moment now. He knew that Ryo knew too and, sexy though the thought was, he really didn’t want it. He wished he was in control again. He’d had his first taste of domination and he’d loved it, seeing Ryo squirm beneath him, entirely at his mercy.
Oh God...
Uchi’s mind spun. He was horny as hell and nothing was going to save him now.
Ryo watched Uchi swell before his eyes and grinned. He had the feeling their sex sessions were going to be a battle of control from now on, and at the moment, he had the upper hand. He took the head of Uchi’s member into his mouth and pressed his lips together, intensifying the sensation of pleasure he was giving Uchi, and began to bob his head.
Uchi’s self control cracked in unison with his voice. He managed to transfer his weight on to one hand, freeing the other so it could find its way into Ryo’s hair, clutching at him in a crazed fervour and urging him on. He rocked his hips forward, falling into a perfect rhythm with Ryo’s ministrations.
Uchi was nearly over the edge when suddenly Ryo stopped, taking his mouth off Uchi and standing up. He kissed the wide-eyed younger boy on his parted lips, formed into a perfect raspberry pout, and then ran away, with a mischievous cry of
“Tag! You’re it!”
Uchi, somewhat distressed by this development, took a deep breath and began to pursue Ryo. He caught up with him in the bedroom and pounced, pushing the older boy roughly onto the bed and landing on top of him. Ryo was still giggling madly at his own game until he saw Uchi’s eyes. They were dark and unforgiving.
Ryo panicked.
He began to struggle, but to no avail. The taller boy had him pinned to the bed, holding Ryo’s wrists tightly in his hands, while his legs were being knelt on. Uchi brought Ryo wrists together above his head and switched his grip so he held both of Ryo’s hands in just one of his own. This still didn’t give Ryo any chance of escape. It didn’t stop him trying though.
Uchi’s freed hand grabbed Ryo’s leg and forced him into position. Ryo’s protests became vocal, somewhere between a yelp and a grunt of exertion as he struggled against his incensed lover.
Uchi didn’t bother loosening Ryo up. He didn’t bother with lube. His raging erection was still slick with the other’s saliva, and as punishment, that would have to do him. Briefly checking he was aligned correctly, Uchi gave Ryo a malicious smile and rammed him.
Ryo screamed and thrashed, white-hot pain blossoming inside him. Uchi waited patiently for him to settle, then released his hands so his own were free to grab Ryo’s hips, supporting them as he thrust roughly into him again. Ryo’s arms continued to flail as he tried to find something to hold onto. Eventually he found the bed head and hooked his fingers onto the top for purchase, and bucking his hips against Uchi’s, groaning and whimpering, almost in tears. The pain was extraordinary, but it became so mixed up with the pleasure as Uchi hit his g-spot that it wasn’t long before Ryo couldn’t differentiate between the two sensations.
Uchi came inside Ryo, throwing his head back and screaming the others name. He remained frozen like that as the orgasm continued to wrack through his body for over a minute. Spent, he then relaxed, slackening his grip and withdrawing from his lover, shooting him a sheepish grin.
The smile was not returned. It was Ryo’s turn to stare at his lover, almost blind with lusty rage. He very slowly sat up, his gaze unflinching. Uchi giggled softly for a second, until realisation of the non-humorous nature of the situation he’d gotten himself into kicked in.
Ryo pounced, sending Uchi crashing face first into the pillows. In one fluid motion, he forced Uchi’s knees to bend beneath him so his naked bottom hung high in the air. Ryo splayed his right hand over Uchi’s side-turned face, burying him hard into the pillows and forcibly inviting submission.
Uchi didn’t bother struggling. He knew that the enraged Ryo would hurt him regardless. It had happened before; Ryo would vent his anger on Uchi, fucking him til he couldn’t walk straight. Or occasionally, til he couldn’t walk at all.
Ryo licked his free left hand and used it to moisten his erection, just enough to take the edge off the friction. Satisfied with his short preparations, he drove himself into Uchi, balls deep. Uchi grunted as all the air was forced out of his lungs, his body shuddering, his spine arching upwards until the convulsion hit Ryo’s right hand and was promptly terminated.
Ryo pulled back almost all the way out and rammed Uchi again. The younger boy’s eyes bulged. He didn’t remember Ryo ever buggering him this hard. But then again, it would have been at least a year ago.
Ryo slammed into him a few more times before settling on a rhythm. There was still a viciousness to his actions, but at least Uchi could breath again, his breathing pattern matching Ryo’s movements.
Inhale, impale. Inhale, impale...
Uchi managed to adopt Ryo’s pace, rocking his hips in synch to lessen the blows and increase the pleasure. No matter how much it hurt, there was no sensation he liked better than the warmth of Ryo inside him, completing him.
Ryo’s left hand began to travel up Uchi’s back, and his right down, meeting between Uchi’s shoulder blades then diverging along his arms. Ryo wrapped his hands around Uchi’s clenched fists, gently coaxing them open so their fingers could entwine, Ryo’s body pressing intimately against Uchi’s.
Ryo’s tempo slowed, but he still continued to drive so deeply into Uchi that the latter was sure his buttocks would bruise.
Great. He thought. I’ll be lucky if I can sit, walk, or even stand for a week after this.
Still, he didn’t resist Ryo, and they moved together in fluid unison until Ryo exploded inside him.
They collapsed, a sweaty tangle of limbs, and fell asleep like that.
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They awoke to the melody of ‘Sukiyanen, Osaka’. Ryo grumbled incoherently and tried to roll over, then was really awoken by an attack of pins and needles in his leg, stuck at a bizarre angle. Both of Uchi’s arms were completely numb after having spent the night trapped under the two boy’s combined bodyweight. He gave Ryo a pleading look to answer the phone. Ryo obliged reluctantly, making three half-arsed grabs before he finally managed to pick the darn thing up and answer it.
“Moshi moshi?”
“Mada Ryo-chan?”Still you, Ryo?
“Yoko.” Pause. “You’re way too cheerful for this time of the morning.”
“It’s just after 11am, Ryo. I presume you slept well.”
“I can’t feel my leg.” Ryo mused.
“Well, I’ll be there in half an hour to pick you up. That okay?”
Ryo simply groaned in reply.
“Good.” Yoko laughed. “See you soon.”
“Hai.” He hung up and replaced the keitai on the bedside table. “Come on darling, Yoko’ll be here to get us soon.”
Uchi was staring intently at his wriggling fingers, after having only just regained his motor skills. He looked up at Ryo.
“How soon?”
“Time enough for a shower and a good morning kiss.”
“Oh good.” Uchi had just enough time to finish the words before Ryo’s lips met his. They kissed chastely, lingering for a couple of seconds, each savouring the taste of the other. Finally Uchi broke away and muttered the words “I’ve missed you.”
“Me too.” Ryo took Uchi’s hand and helped him off the bed. Ryo took his first step towards the bathroom and yelped in pain.
“Are you alright?” Uchi asked, watching Ryo with intense concern as he winced and writhed and tried to lessen the pain.
“No, and it’s your fault.” Ryo snapped back.
“Now you know how I felt for the first month.”
Ryo had no reply to this, so he pouted and began to take agonising baby-steps towards the bathroom. The taller boy decided to take pity on him. He swept Ryo off his feet, arms supporting him under his knees and the small of his back. The shorter boy’s surprise lasted a second before he wrapped his arms around Uchi’s neck for extra support.
The younger boy had surprisingly little trouble carrying Ryo into the bathroom, setting him down and continuing to support his weight as he stepped into the shower and sat down. Ryo started the taps and waited a moment for Uchi to join him. The two then proceeded to wash themselves, each resisting the strong temptation to touch the other. Even though they would be washing again as soon as they got to the onsen, they washed thoroughly. Frankly it was just poor form to turn up to a gathering covered in sweat and miscellaneous other bodily fluids. Once they had finished and towelled off, Uchi reapplied the cream to sooth Ryo’s burning bottom and restore his ability to walk.
While Uchi blow-dried his hair, Ryo went in search of clothes. He looked through the drawers with no luck. The noise of the hair dryer stopped and Uchi came out to help him, still fully nude. Ryo glanced away before the sight of his lover could send him hard again. Uchi wisely stayed quiet and located the spare clothing Ryo had always kept there for times like this. Eyes still averted, Ryo accepted the clothes off Uchi and began to dress.
Uchi politely looked away and searched for something of his own to wear. It wasn’t that he had never seen Ryo dress before, or that Ryo found it embarrassing, but rather that Ryo hadn’t had sex in a whole ten hours, and he was clearly struggling not to lose control to his lust.
Uchi donned some slim-fitting dark jeans and a brown T-shirt Ryo was particularly fond of, claiming it matched both Uchi’s eyes...and his carpet very well.
“Carpet?” Uchi had questioned.
“Yes.” Ryo replied, stripping Uchi of said item of clothing and dropping it on the floor. “See?”
And Ryo had began foreplay on Uchi’s bare chest and chocolate nipples.
A fully dressed Ryo pulled Uchi out of his flashback. He wore loose-fitting jeans, and a simple striped pale blue shirt, worn open to show a darker blue tank tip beneath.
Uchi smiled and tried to suppress mental images of removing those clothes. Ryo was obviously doing the same thing to Uchi. The two remained locked in eye sex for a very long minute, until they were interrupted by the sound of a car horn.
“Maybe we should go.” Uchi mumbled, turning to pick up his things - spare undies, towels, keitai, wallet and a bag to put them all in. Ryo did the same, putting his stuff in the proffered bag.
He did one last scan of the room to check he hadn’t forgotten anything. He noticed his clothes still lying on the floor and picked them up. He didn’t need them, but Uchi was a bit of a clean freak, so he dumped them in a neat pile on a convenient chair.
Uchi scanned the room himself. Satisfied, he smiled warmly at Ryo.
“Let’s go.” He enthused. Ryo returned the smile and nodded. They headed for the door, locking it behind them. Yoko was waiting already, leaning easily against his car, grinning broadly at the pair.
“YOKO!!!” Uchi squealed, running down the stairs with arms spread wide for a giant hug, nearly bowling Yoko over, even with the car behind his for support, on delivery. Yoko gave him a quick squeeze back.
“I think you’re boyfriend’s getting jealous.” Yoko said after a full minute had elapsed, nodding in Ryo’s direction. Uchi turned and began giggling.
Jealousy was not the real reason Ryo’s face was contorted. The immediate effects of the antiinflammatory cream had significantly weakened, and now he was hobbling down the stairs. Ryo grimaced and wondered why Uchi wasn’t having the same difficulty. He was pretty sure he’d fucked Uchi harder too. Ryo looked up for a second to glower at Uchi. Uchi caught the look and began to giggle idiotically. Yoko looked between the two of them in confusion for a moment before catching on.
“Uchi, you didn’t...?” He began. Uchi nodded brightly in reply, then stifled his giggles and opened the car door as Ryo approached. Ryo shot Uchi a silencing glance before climbing in, wincing as he sat down. Uchi joined him in the back seat and held his hand to try and appease him. Yoko got in the front and started the car.
“So...what’s been happening since I’ve been gone? Who’s with who?” Uchi asked.
“Maru and Tacchon are still together.” Yoko volunteered. “And I swear I’m going to bash Subaru soon if he doesn’t stop flirting with Yassan and get laid.”
Ryo nodded in agreement, then began his narration on the NewS front.
“Yamapi has finally stopped sleeping around and is going steady with Kusano. Tsubasa-sempai even smiled at him the other day.” Uchi chuckled. Tsubasa had had it in for Yamapi as long as anyone could remember. Pi sleeping with his boyfriend on a regular basis really hadn’t help matters. “Kei and Shige...I don’t know what’s going on there. Half the time they’re barely talking, the other half they’re locked in the costume room together.” Ryo paused for a moment as the mental scars of walking in on the pair and seeing Kei cover himself with one of UCHI’s old outfits, no less, were momentarily reopened. “Oh, and Tego and Massu have gotten groinal.”
“Gotten groinal?” Uchi laughed at the expression.
“They’ve got a really weird relationship though. I don’t think they’ve decided who wears the pants yet.”
“I like wearing the pants.” Uchi smiled coyly, snuggling closer to Ryo.
“You’re buggered if you think I’m going to let that happen again. Yes, literally.” Uchi pouted, so Ryo’s voice softened. “Look, Baby, it’s a big thing for me.”
“Mine’s not as big as your thing.”
“Uchi! You shouldn’t be coming out with stuff like that in public.”
“You don’t seem to mind coming in me - in public.” Uchi retorted, referring to the times he’d given Ryo head as he drove.
“Uchi Hiroki!”
“Please!” Yoko interjected. “Didn’t you two have enough sex yesterday?”
“Ryo? Enough sex?” Uchi scoffed.
They left the topic of coupling and moved into general small talk for the rest of the car trip.
They pulled up at the onsen soon after and Uchi positively squealed in delight. His ululation was immediately matched in volume when Tego saw him and ran screaming up to glomp him. The two continued to jump and shriek until all the other members of KanJohnny8 and NewS were drawn out. Massu limped up to Ryo. The two shared a look, and neither had to ask why the other was walking funny.
“OHMYGOD! Is Ryo smiling?”
“Hey Yamapi.”
“Finally! I can tell you to go get laid without making you cry.”
“Thanks, Pi-chan.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” Yamapi blew a kiss at Ryo and went to find Kussa, who was now part of the screaming mass surrounding Uchi. Also in the fray were Yassu, Tacchon and Subaru. Ryo noticed a very surreptitious arse-grab from Baru to Yassu.
Maru, Hina and Shige joined Ryo, Massu and Yoko in spectating. Finally the excitement subsided a little and Uchi emerged from the middle of the throng, pink-faced and grinning like a kid in a candy store. The remaining sane bishies each gave Uchi a more sedate greeting hug in turn. After hugging Shige, Uchi gave him a puzzled look.
“Where’s Kei?” He asked.
Shige pursed his lips.
“He decided to spend his time off with his nephew.”
“But he’ll be here tonight for dinner - how does yakiniku sound?” Yamapi finished.
“YAH! Meat!” Uchi sang, and began skipping around singing the word ‘meat’ repeatedly. Tego and Tacchon joined in while the others watched incredulously. Eventually Ryo tired and grabbed Uchi by the arm, pulling him close and whispering
“If you like meat that much, you can eat mine every day.”
Uchi giggled but settled down.
“Shall we go in now?” Hina encouraged, leading the way. Yoko followed Hina eagerly. Tego and Massu linked arms and went in. Maru and Tacchon held hands, ditto Pi and Kussa. Subaru groped Yassu again, eliciting a yelp, then turned and walked nonchalantly off as though nothing had happened. Yassu pouted and hurried to catch up. Shige sighed and went inside. Ryo slipped his hand easily into Uchi’s back pocket and steered the younger boy inside.
The other boys were already in the change room in various stages of undress. Pi was the first one to be fully undressed, but then again, he was infamous for his inability to stay clothed. He swept Kussa with a glance that made him feel naked, and the younger boy hurried to achieve the same physical state.
Massu was undressing very self-consciously in a corner. There were bruises on his wrists, ankles and bottom that everyone was too polite to comment on, even behind his back. Tegoshi stood beside his boyfriend, shielding him somewhat.
Uchi was taking his clothes off with gay disabandon. His love of bathing was almost legendary. Once he was done, he began to hound his slightly more sedate boyfriend to hurry up. Ryo just sighed and muttered
“Pick up your clothes, Baby.”
Hina and Yoko were chatting softly as their clothes came off. Subaru and Yassu seemed to be engaged in some kind of strip fight, pulling each other’s clothes off. Baru was enjoying it. Yassu just looked pissy. Maru and Tacchon were doing the same thing, only in a much calmer fashion. Shige just looked lonely as he folded his pants and went to go wash. The others followed soon after.
After Ryo’s third insistence that he didn’t need Uchi to wash him - Oh God no, don’t touch me there in public - the couple were finally ready to join the others in the private onsen.
Conversation flowed freely as Uchi tried to catch up on everything, and get everyone caught up on what he’d been doing, no matter how mundane. As he kept talking, getting more and more animated, his Kansai accent got stronger and stronger until Tego gave up trying to understand and sat back to talk to Shige. Kussa and Pi kept listening, while their hands wrestled beneath the water. Suba and Yassu seemed to be doing the same thing, only with occasional stifled yelps from Yassu. Tacchon was snuggled up to Maru, listening and smiling at their Honey Toast’s enthusiasm. Hina and Yoko were sitting maybe a little too close together for just friends. Ryo sidled up to Massu and gave him a shy smile. The glaze on Massu’s eyes broke and he smiled back.
“Hey, how are you?” He asked.
“I think I’m sharing your pain.” Ryo ventured.
“Did it involve carrots?” Massu grimaced at the memory.
“No...carrots!?”
“Shh...!” Massu hissed.
“Sorry...but carrots?”
“My boyfriend is a sadist. You probably don’t want to know.”
“Right.”
“So why are you in pain?”
“Uchi...” Ryo fumbled.
“He topped you?” Ryo nodded reluctantly. “First time?” Ryo nodded again. Massu raised his eyebrows. “I hope you don’t mind me saying, but yah Uchi.” Ryo shrugged dismissively. Secretly he had admired Uchi’s initiative and command.
Four hours later Uchi had to be physically dragged out of the onsen. Yukatas had been provided, so all the boys began to robe in them.
“It feels weird wearing clothes again.” Uchi commented, as Ryo fastened his obi for him.
“Trust me darling, I won’t have any objections if you want to take them off again as soon as we get home. In fact, I’ll even help you.” Ryo muttered. Uchi giggled, then proceeded to help Ryo with his obi.
Pi, obi slung seductively low on his hips, led the way into the lobby.
“Kei!” Shige gasped, before running to embrace his boyfriend.
“Yosh! Minna tabeyou!” Yoko called. Alright! Let’s eat!
Seven couples filed into the next room for yakiniku. Watching the other six couples, and holding his own koibito’s hand tightly, Ryo couldn’t help but smile.
Finally they were all complete again.
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MK~