Locker room
Pairing: YamaJima
Rating/Genre: NC-17/Smut
Summary: In the locker room, after one of the Asia Tour concerts at the Yokohama Arena~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just the plot.
[Here~]
Restraining himself was getting harder everyday.
Yama-chan kept teasing him, the fanservice between them had reached peaks unheard before and he didn't think it was due to the popularity the Yamajima pair was indeed going through thanks to their "Super delicate" moment. As a matter of fact, it was Yama-chan that seemed to enjoy that moment more than anyone else, constantly craving for that contact: he kept wandering around him, watching him from afar and then touching and caressing him on his sensitive spots making their time during "Super Delicate" increasingly more audacious and provocative.
It was during the first Asian Tour at the Yokohama Arena that something more finally happened. Everyone had gone home already or out for a drink to celebrate the success of the first day of concerts, while he had lingered in the locker room, in need of some time alone to reflect quietly.
That thing with Ryosuke... he really had to put an end to it. He had to find a way to stop it. He was tired and didn't know how much longer he could restrain himself from doing to Ryosuke all those things that he kept dreaming of every night and daydreaming every day.
"When did you start being such a pervert?" he asked himself, torn between being amused and desperate. He sighed and stood up from the bench he had been sitting on for half an hour, finally ready to take a shower. He took off all his clothes, put a towel around his hips and headed for the cubicles, carefully choosing where to go: he avoided the one where he saw Daiki and Kei together, knowing exactly what they had done in there. Horrified, he ignored the one where he had seen Yuya and Yuri, for the very same reason.
Finally he chose the one where Yama-chan had taken the shower, because the air was still filled with the deep scent of his mint-scented soap, the smell he liked more than any other in the world.
He closed the door behind him, turned the faucet knob and let the warm water jet flow out. While the drops slid down his body in long streams he dropped the towel he had around his waist. With his eyes closed he slowly began massaging his member, while behind his lids the most erotic image of all started taking form, all for him: a totally naked Ryosuke, laid on his bed with flushed cheeks and slightly parted lips, short of breath, while he sliding a hand on the curves of his perfect and trained little body.
"Yama-chan ..." he breathed, sighing in pleasure, feeling his cock quickly stiffen and harden in his expert fingers.
While his right hand was beginning to slide along his entire length, the other started rubbing his testicles, imagining it was the older boy doing it.
He started feeling hot while the desire was growing more and more.
He kept masturbating for a few minutes until he almost reached the pinnacle of the pleasure, throwing his head back, ready to come. But he didn't have the time to do it, because of a firm hand clenching around his wrist and forcing him to stop.
Yuto shivered and opened his bewildered eyes, staring at the shorter figure that had slipped in the shower cubicle without being noticed, probably because of how engrossed Yuto was with his business.
"Yama-chan!" he said surprised, taking a step back to lean against the wall behind him, covering his intimacy, embarrassed because it was hard and stiff, maybe even more so with the object of his desires standing right in front of him, totally naked.
"Yutii, I came back to get something that I forgot and... look at what I’ve just found?" he said before seductively licking his lower lip, advancing two steps towards the younger boy who had no way to escape.
"I can explain!" he said quickly, but Ryosuke raised a finger and covered his mouth, silencing him.
"Ssh, you don't have to explain anything. Let me help you, instead!" he whispered deeply and warmly, before kneeling down and grabbing his erection, while his free hand rested on the soft skin of his buttocks.
"Yama-chan, what ...?" Yuto tried to stop him, but the question died in his throat when Ryosuke engulfed his entire erection with his mouth, making it sink so deep it touched his throat with the semen-wet tip. He let it go, sliding it off his pelvis, but a few millimeters before it was entirely out, he sank back into it to the apex of his member, stroking it and licking it throughout its entire length and diameter, without leaving out a single inch.
He continued this movement with exasperating slowness, leaving Yuto totally helpless and in disbelief. However, occasional groans of pleasure kept coming from his lips informing him of the unexpected appreciation of the service.
"Oh god, Yama-chan ... you're driving me crazy ... " he sighed, while the other was still sucking and biting him. Then he stopped to taste the foreskin, licking away every drop of cum that was spitting, then started to suck the head of his member moving rhythmically up and down. Yuto was once again on the verge of climaxing, he dug his fingers through Ryosuke’s hair forcing him to move faster and faster, while sinking into his mouth moving his pelvis regularly.
When he was about to come, Yuto stopped the motion and forced Ryosuke to let go of his penis, standing up and then throwing him against the shower wall. Ryosuke wrapped his legs around Yuto’s waist and encircling his neck withhis arms.
Yuto stroked his cheek before passionately kissing him and mixing their saliva, along with the taste of the sperma that was still strong in Ryosuke's mouth.
"Yama-chan, you don't know how many times I’ve wished for this." he sighed, breaking the kiss and smiling on Ryosuke's lips, before kissing him again.
"Me too! Have you ever wondered why I’ve been teasing you so much lately? I was tired of waiting, I’ve wanted you to take me since... always!" he laughed, making the latter laugh too. They kissed again, while Yuto's hand slipped from behind his back to the buttocks, beginning to tease the outside of his orifice with the tip of his index. Ryosuke's hole contracted urgently.
"It’s going to hurt you." Yuto said as seriously and caring as always.
"It doesn't matter. It’s going to hurt at the beginning alone and, anyway, I know I'll get used to it, because Yutii will be kind and nice. Now please do it, because I want it with all of me" he hid his face in his neck, ready to receive Yuto inside.
Yuto didn't need to hear it twice, the urge was too much. What was left was just to proceed.
He put the index finger inside of Ryosuke, stretching him slowly and leaving him the time to get used to the intrusion. He put the entire finger in, before pulling it out and inserting it again countless times. He stilled it inside and started to move it with circular movements to stretch him even more. Whispered moans escaped from Ryosuke’s lips, moans of pain mixed with those of pleasure. When Yuto felt he was in too much pain, he stopped and kissed his forehead and his hair, giving him the time to calm down and relax again.
"Yuto-kun, go on, please! I love it!" He whispered in his ear before licking his earlobe and blow in it with his heavy breathing and broken cries, which did nothing but heighten the excitement of the younger boy more and more.
In addition to the first finger, Yuto put a second and then a third one in and as Ryosuke's anus got used to the intrusion, the movements became stronger and faster, almost violent.
"Uhn... uhn... I can't resist!" Ryosuke totally clung to his shoulders and dug his fingers into the flesh of his back, muffling his cries and moans. "Please, now, I can't resist anymore!" Moving a little, Ryosuke forced him to pull out his fingers from his hole.
Yuto brought his free hand on his erection and rubbed it a little more, while kissing and licking Ryosuke’s neck, who was enjoying doing the very same thing, slowly driving Yuto crazy.
"Ready?" Yuto asked, without expecting an answer. Ryosuke merely clung on him even more and started to tremble when he felt the tip of his member pressed against his own hole, which was almost teared apart when Yuto penetrated with slow kindness, although impaling him until the very end, as if he almost wished to penetrate him with his testicles too.
"Aaah... nggh..." Ryosuke moaned and gasped, unsure on whether to indulge in or keep on focusing on the excruciating pain caused by that bulky intrusion.
Yuto gave him the time to adjust once more and then began to slowly sliding in and out of him, gently stroking his back and buttocks, grabbing it with both hands when his movements began to be faster and faster.
Ryosuke's groans started to get deeper and more excited every time Yuto sank in him and touched or struck with decision his most sensitive spot, somewhere on the back of his prostate.
"More, Yuto, more. more..." he begged, clinging strongly to him, while kissing his neck and licking his ear with his wet and hot tongue, flicking the inside too, bringing Yuto to the highest excitement.
Yuto started being unable to restrain his groans and voiced them, mixing them with Ryosuke’s, already echoing around the locker room with their heavy breathing and a strong smell of sex now filling the air.
Yuto started moving so fast within Ryosuke that he didn't even have the time to pull his erection half-out, he kept pulling it out just a couple of inches to sank it in again, slipping through Ryosuke’s hot walls. When Yuto felt near to the apex of the pleasure for the third time, he put a hand between their abdomens and grabbed Ryosuke's erection, sliding his hand up and down his length.
"Ah... aaah Yuto, I love you, love you!" Ryosuke almost shouted his name and his confession when he felt the orgasm taking him with a rush of warmth that spread from his lower abdomen, running through his whole urethra to spit out in that pearly liquid that stained Yuto's tummy. He sank exhausted into the arms of the latter who focused for a moment on his own pleasure only and the feeling of Ryosuke's flesh around his member, dripping soon after his hot liquid inside his lover's hole, filling it completely.
They stood still for a moment, Yuto still inside him, while their breathing catught up and returned regular.
The first to recover was Ryosuke, who raised his head from his shoulder and tried to look into his eyes. Yuto understood his need and raised his face, returning the gaze.
"Did you... like it?" Ryosuke said, wondering and a bit worried.
Yuto just laughed and stroke his face, squeezing a bit more his warm and wet body.
"What do you think?" he asked in return, before gently kissing him on the lips.
Ryosuke smiled heartened. "Ne, Yutii ... This was my first time, you know? I’ve wanted it to be with you for years and I can't almost believe it actually happened..."
Yuto nodded. "It was my first too and I’ve always wanted the same thing, Yama-chan. Ever since we were little, I’ve always wanted my first time to be with you. Just, I've never imagined... I didn't think you felt the same about it."
Ryosuke reminded of his statement just before and blushed slightly on his puffy cheeks.
"Feel... feel the same?"
Yuto nodded. "I've always loved you, Yama-chan. I've never loved anyone else, nor wanted anyone but you. And you know, all this fanservice almost made me crazy. Earlier, during “Super Delicate”, when you encircled my neck with your arms ... I wanted to kiss you. I held it back, but I couldn’t think about anything but you and your lips for the rest of the concert. And when you sang “Ai-ing Aishiteru” at me, or when we joked with Hikaru about our children in my tummy... You can't imagine how much I wish all those words could come true!"
Ryosuke was almost in tears. They kissed again and again, with passion and sweetness, and when Yuto let him go and pulled his member out from his orifice, Ryosuke felt a terrible emptiness inside, as being filled by Yuto was necessary to his happiness.
They showered together, went out of the cubicle and dressed in silence, occasionally exchanging a kiss or a sweet smile; but the electricity between them was still palpable, as if both of them weren't totally satisfied and wanted to start all over again.
They left the arena holding hands as they walked in the dark Tokyo night.
"I want to be your boyfriend, Yama-chan." said Yuto all of a sudden. "I want to be yours only and I wish you to be mine. And also I wish our “Super delicate” moment were not fanservice only. And I wish I could prove every day, even in front of the other members, how much I love you. Would you like to be mine, Ryosuke? "
The latter smiled as tears were wiped from his eyes. He lifted his face as he walked in silence and nodded before surprising him with a hug, resting his face on his chest and leaving many small and soft kisses on it.
"It's all I’ve ever dreamed, Yuto. Of course I do, and I want to be yours for the rest of my life! "
Yuto smiled in his hair and hugged him tightly in his embrace, before breaking it and holding his hand once again, walking together towards the subway.
From the following day on, during all the “Super Delicate” performances, their moment wouldn't be just fanservice anymore.
Rating/Genre: NC-17/Smut
Summary: In the locker room, after one of the Asia Tour concerts at the Yokohama Arena~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just the plot.
[Here~]
Restraining himself was getting harder everyday.
Yama-chan kept teasing him, the fanservice between them had reached peaks unheard before and he didn't think it was due to the popularity the Yamajima pair was indeed going through thanks to their "Super delicate" moment. As a matter of fact, it was Yama-chan that seemed to enjoy that moment more than anyone else, constantly craving for that contact: he kept wandering around him, watching him from afar and then touching and caressing him on his sensitive spots making their time during "Super Delicate" increasingly more audacious and provocative.
It was during the first Asian Tour at the Yokohama Arena that something more finally happened. Everyone had gone home already or out for a drink to celebrate the success of the first day of concerts, while he had lingered in the locker room, in need of some time alone to reflect quietly.
That thing with Ryosuke... he really had to put an end to it. He had to find a way to stop it. He was tired and didn't know how much longer he could restrain himself from doing to Ryosuke all those things that he kept dreaming of every night and daydreaming every day.
"When did you start being such a pervert?" he asked himself, torn between being amused and desperate. He sighed and stood up from the bench he had been sitting on for half an hour, finally ready to take a shower. He took off all his clothes, put a towel around his hips and headed for the cubicles, carefully choosing where to go: he avoided the one where he saw Daiki and Kei together, knowing exactly what they had done in there. Horrified, he ignored the one where he had seen Yuya and Yuri, for the very same reason.
Finally he chose the one where Yama-chan had taken the shower, because the air was still filled with the deep scent of his mint-scented soap, the smell he liked more than any other in the world.
He closed the door behind him, turned the faucet knob and let the warm water jet flow out. While the drops slid down his body in long streams he dropped the towel he had around his waist. With his eyes closed he slowly began massaging his member, while behind his lids the most erotic image of all started taking form, all for him: a totally naked Ryosuke, laid on his bed with flushed cheeks and slightly parted lips, short of breath, while he sliding a hand on the curves of his perfect and trained little body.
"Yama-chan ..." he breathed, sighing in pleasure, feeling his cock quickly stiffen and harden in his expert fingers.
While his right hand was beginning to slide along his entire length, the other started rubbing his testicles, imagining it was the older boy doing it.
He started feeling hot while the desire was growing more and more.
He kept masturbating for a few minutes until he almost reached the pinnacle of the pleasure, throwing his head back, ready to come. But he didn't have the time to do it, because of a firm hand clenching around his wrist and forcing him to stop.
Yuto shivered and opened his bewildered eyes, staring at the shorter figure that had slipped in the shower cubicle without being noticed, probably because of how engrossed Yuto was with his business.
"Yama-chan!" he said surprised, taking a step back to lean against the wall behind him, covering his intimacy, embarrassed because it was hard and stiff, maybe even more so with the object of his desires standing right in front of him, totally naked.
"Yutii, I came back to get something that I forgot and... look at what I’ve just found?" he said before seductively licking his lower lip, advancing two steps towards the younger boy who had no way to escape.
"I can explain!" he said quickly, but Ryosuke raised a finger and covered his mouth, silencing him.
"Ssh, you don't have to explain anything. Let me help you, instead!" he whispered deeply and warmly, before kneeling down and grabbing his erection, while his free hand rested on the soft skin of his buttocks.
"Yama-chan, what ...?" Yuto tried to stop him, but the question died in his throat when Ryosuke engulfed his entire erection with his mouth, making it sink so deep it touched his throat with the semen-wet tip. He let it go, sliding it off his pelvis, but a few millimeters before it was entirely out, he sank back into it to the apex of his member, stroking it and licking it throughout its entire length and diameter, without leaving out a single inch.
He continued this movement with exasperating slowness, leaving Yuto totally helpless and in disbelief. However, occasional groans of pleasure kept coming from his lips informing him of the unexpected appreciation of the service.
"Oh god, Yama-chan ... you're driving me crazy ... " he sighed, while the other was still sucking and biting him. Then he stopped to taste the foreskin, licking away every drop of cum that was spitting, then started to suck the head of his member moving rhythmically up and down. Yuto was once again on the verge of climaxing, he dug his fingers through Ryosuke’s hair forcing him to move faster and faster, while sinking into his mouth moving his pelvis regularly.
When he was about to come, Yuto stopped the motion and forced Ryosuke to let go of his penis, standing up and then throwing him against the shower wall. Ryosuke wrapped his legs around Yuto’s waist and encircling his neck withhis arms.
Yuto stroked his cheek before passionately kissing him and mixing their saliva, along with the taste of the sperma that was still strong in Ryosuke's mouth.
"Yama-chan, you don't know how many times I’ve wished for this." he sighed, breaking the kiss and smiling on Ryosuke's lips, before kissing him again.
"Me too! Have you ever wondered why I’ve been teasing you so much lately? I was tired of waiting, I’ve wanted you to take me since... always!" he laughed, making the latter laugh too. They kissed again, while Yuto's hand slipped from behind his back to the buttocks, beginning to tease the outside of his orifice with the tip of his index. Ryosuke's hole contracted urgently.
"It’s going to hurt you." Yuto said as seriously and caring as always.
"It doesn't matter. It’s going to hurt at the beginning alone and, anyway, I know I'll get used to it, because Yutii will be kind and nice. Now please do it, because I want it with all of me" he hid his face in his neck, ready to receive Yuto inside.
Yuto didn't need to hear it twice, the urge was too much. What was left was just to proceed.
He put the index finger inside of Ryosuke, stretching him slowly and leaving him the time to get used to the intrusion. He put the entire finger in, before pulling it out and inserting it again countless times. He stilled it inside and started to move it with circular movements to stretch him even more. Whispered moans escaped from Ryosuke’s lips, moans of pain mixed with those of pleasure. When Yuto felt he was in too much pain, he stopped and kissed his forehead and his hair, giving him the time to calm down and relax again.
"Yuto-kun, go on, please! I love it!" He whispered in his ear before licking his earlobe and blow in it with his heavy breathing and broken cries, which did nothing but heighten the excitement of the younger boy more and more.
In addition to the first finger, Yuto put a second and then a third one in and as Ryosuke's anus got used to the intrusion, the movements became stronger and faster, almost violent.
"Uhn... uhn... I can't resist!" Ryosuke totally clung to his shoulders and dug his fingers into the flesh of his back, muffling his cries and moans. "Please, now, I can't resist anymore!" Moving a little, Ryosuke forced him to pull out his fingers from his hole.
Yuto brought his free hand on his erection and rubbed it a little more, while kissing and licking Ryosuke’s neck, who was enjoying doing the very same thing, slowly driving Yuto crazy.
"Ready?" Yuto asked, without expecting an answer. Ryosuke merely clung on him even more and started to tremble when he felt the tip of his member pressed against his own hole, which was almost teared apart when Yuto penetrated with slow kindness, although impaling him until the very end, as if he almost wished to penetrate him with his testicles too.
"Aaah... nggh..." Ryosuke moaned and gasped, unsure on whether to indulge in or keep on focusing on the excruciating pain caused by that bulky intrusion.
Yuto gave him the time to adjust once more and then began to slowly sliding in and out of him, gently stroking his back and buttocks, grabbing it with both hands when his movements began to be faster and faster.
Ryosuke's groans started to get deeper and more excited every time Yuto sank in him and touched or struck with decision his most sensitive spot, somewhere on the back of his prostate.
"More, Yuto, more. more..." he begged, clinging strongly to him, while kissing his neck and licking his ear with his wet and hot tongue, flicking the inside too, bringing Yuto to the highest excitement.
Yuto started being unable to restrain his groans and voiced them, mixing them with Ryosuke’s, already echoing around the locker room with their heavy breathing and a strong smell of sex now filling the air.
Yuto started moving so fast within Ryosuke that he didn't even have the time to pull his erection half-out, he kept pulling it out just a couple of inches to sank it in again, slipping through Ryosuke’s hot walls. When Yuto felt near to the apex of the pleasure for the third time, he put a hand between their abdomens and grabbed Ryosuke's erection, sliding his hand up and down his length.
"Ah... aaah Yuto, I love you, love you!" Ryosuke almost shouted his name and his confession when he felt the orgasm taking him with a rush of warmth that spread from his lower abdomen, running through his whole urethra to spit out in that pearly liquid that stained Yuto's tummy. He sank exhausted into the arms of the latter who focused for a moment on his own pleasure only and the feeling of Ryosuke's flesh around his member, dripping soon after his hot liquid inside his lover's hole, filling it completely.
They stood still for a moment, Yuto still inside him, while their breathing catught up and returned regular.
The first to recover was Ryosuke, who raised his head from his shoulder and tried to look into his eyes. Yuto understood his need and raised his face, returning the gaze.
"Did you... like it?" Ryosuke said, wondering and a bit worried.
Yuto just laughed and stroke his face, squeezing a bit more his warm and wet body.
"What do you think?" he asked in return, before gently kissing him on the lips.
Ryosuke smiled heartened. "Ne, Yutii ... This was my first time, you know? I’ve wanted it to be with you for years and I can't almost believe it actually happened..."
Yuto nodded. "It was my first too and I’ve always wanted the same thing, Yama-chan. Ever since we were little, I’ve always wanted my first time to be with you. Just, I've never imagined... I didn't think you felt the same about it."
Ryosuke reminded of his statement just before and blushed slightly on his puffy cheeks.
"Feel... feel the same?"
Yuto nodded. "I've always loved you, Yama-chan. I've never loved anyone else, nor wanted anyone but you. And you know, all this fanservice almost made me crazy. Earlier, during “Super Delicate”, when you encircled my neck with your arms ... I wanted to kiss you. I held it back, but I couldn’t think about anything but you and your lips for the rest of the concert. And when you sang “Ai-ing Aishiteru” at me, or when we joked with Hikaru about our children in my tummy... You can't imagine how much I wish all those words could come true!"
Ryosuke was almost in tears. They kissed again and again, with passion and sweetness, and when Yuto let him go and pulled his member out from his orifice, Ryosuke felt a terrible emptiness inside, as being filled by Yuto was necessary to his happiness.
They showered together, went out of the cubicle and dressed in silence, occasionally exchanging a kiss or a sweet smile; but the electricity between them was still palpable, as if both of them weren't totally satisfied and wanted to start all over again.
They left the arena holding hands as they walked in the dark Tokyo night.
"I want to be your boyfriend, Yama-chan." said Yuto all of a sudden. "I want to be yours only and I wish you to be mine. And also I wish our “Super delicate” moment were not fanservice only. And I wish I could prove every day, even in front of the other members, how much I love you. Would you like to be mine, Ryosuke? "
The latter smiled as tears were wiped from his eyes. He lifted his face as he walked in silence and nodded before surprising him with a hug, resting his face on his chest and leaving many small and soft kisses on it.
"It's all I’ve ever dreamed, Yuto. Of course I do, and I want to be yours for the rest of my life! "
Yuto smiled in his hair and hugged him tightly in his embrace, before breaking it and holding his hand once again, walking together towards the subway.
From the following day on, during all the “Super Delicate” performances, their moment wouldn't be just fanservice anymore.