Fitness Test
Title: Fitness Test
Author: shiningdrop
Characters/Pairings: TYLYamamoto x Yamamoto
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Selfcest and pervy adult Yama. Characters by Amano Akira.
Summary: Takeshi gets a visit from 'The Ghost of Baseball Future'.
"Are you s-sure about this?" His younger self asked as large hands were busy 'examining' every inch of his body. His face turned a ghostly pale as he tried to comprehend the appearance of the strange old man in his room. "You're absolutely sure I won't make it into a baseball team ever!?"
The older man's head popped back in the teenager's line of sight, giving a full view of a prominent scar on his chin. With a serious look on his face, he calmly spoke. "That's why I'm here. I, the Ghost of Baseball Future shall save you from the unjust future!"
Suddenly, the younger Yamamoto could feel his body relax again. He didn't completely understand why the future him suddenly appeared in his room while he was in the middle of changing clothes. If that was his reason for being here then he could smile without doubt, knowing his actions will help redirect the course of his apparently non-existent baseball career.
"I need to run a full-check up on you," the older man told his younger self. "I need to make sure you're still fit for baseball and that, hopefully... it's not too late." It was his turn to smile- a very different kind of smile to the grateful grin the teenager gave him, as fingers continued to grope the younger boy's half-naked body. It felt good to see and feel his own skin, still untouched by scars.
The younger Yamamoto felt he could trust his future self, not hesitating when his other self told him to take another piece of clothing off. "I need to check your body's sensitivity," the older Yamamato tried to sound as authentic as possible, going so far to face away to hide the naughty blush forming in his cheeks. "A good baseball player knows how to sense minute things like the air to come up with the best strategy."
The teenager couldn't help but laugh as the adult Yamamoto's touch tickled his skin. Those chuckles soon turned to small moans however, as soon as those long fingers began circling his nipples. "Hmmm, a sensitive spot right here," the older man whispered behind the adolescent's ear, secretly hiding the fact he was fully aware of all the sensitive spots in his body. He laughed as his younger self's cheeks turned a bright tinge of red who, despite the awkwardness, was busy taking a mental note to listen to his nipples next time he's on the receiving end of a ball.
"Drop your pants."
The young Yamamoto didn't feel the need to hesitate. Sure it was a bit awkward but there was nothing about his body that his future self didn't already know. Soon enough he was pushed down, facing the mattress as his older self mumbled to himself.
"Ever heard of a prostate exam?" he asked the younger boy, who replied with a gulp and a shaky yes. He could only laugh at the face the teenager was making, the pitch of his voice shooting up an octave when he told the poor kid it was a necessary test for the team in the future.
"Now let's see if it's all fine down there..."
The young baseball player's body trembled when his legs were spread open wide. His older self must have noticed as he paused and walked over to a nearby drawer, scrambling amongst the various contents inside. His puzzled look turned into relief when the older man took out a small bottle.
"Ah there it is...I knew it was here somewhere!" the older man smiled in victory as he held up the secret stash of lubricant. The teenager admittedly felt embarrassed but now he could breath easier once his future self began coating his fingers with the substance.
"Okay just relax Takeshi," he grinned as he rubbed the adolescent's back. "I won't be like the doctors you've heard of, I'll start nice and..."
A squeaky moan escaped from the teenager's mouth as he felt the adult stick his slick, wet finger inside him. He was getting hard fast as the finger wiggled around him, pushing deeper and deeper. For some reason he had this odd feeling like maybe he was being put on show, he just couldn't put his finger on it.... so to speak. The older Yamamoto however, made sure to thoroughly 'check' every possible space although at the back of his mind, he knew where to press to send the boy shivering. Each small noise the teenager was making was sent right through the growing bulge in his pants as he formed a sly smile.
"Hmmm, it seems my finger actually isn't long enough to reach your prostate accurately," the older Yamamoto lied as he faked a sigh of concern. His younger self, eager to know the results of the exam that could decide his future, panicked as he tried to turn back to the older man.
"Isn't there any other way you could tell?!? I need to know my future!!!"
"Well...there is one other way...but it also serves as a grueling endurance test. Think you're up for it?"
The teenager gulped as he took in a deep breath. "If that's what it takes..."
Pants dropped to the ground as the adult approached his younger self with a grin. He hadn't even entered when he felt the boy suddenly tense up, causing him to chuckle as he remembered his first time. "That will make it worse," he whispered to calm the nervous teenager, his voice carrying the wisdom his own experience. "Just think of pssshhh, pssshhhh and go whoooooooosh when it feels uncomfortable."
Surprisingly the 'words' of encouragement worked wonders for the young boy, too happy to take the advice. The boy was bravely hanging on as he felt his ass being stretched much wider than he imagined. He bit his lip to try and stop the gasps of pain, clinging on the sheets as the older Yamamoto pushed on. The agony in his body began to fade as soon as the friction stopped. "Can you reach it yet?"
"Almost," the older Yamamoto began massaging the boy's muscles. "Just need to reach a bit closer..." Hips began to thrust forward and back as the young baseball player let out a full-voiced gasp. He hummed in pleasure as he stared at his younger self who was desperate to pull through with shaking fingers clawing on the mattress. His hand moved to grab the teenager's crotch as he began to jerk the noisy teenager off. "This should make you feel better..."
Another moan escaped the teenager's lips, this time it was more from pleasure than the pain. His older self knew how to make him feel good, his vision began to blur as the intense heat in his body began to build up. He was getting used to the pummeling hips, thinking it was smart for his body to be trained while being examined. His eyes shot up the ceiling when he finally felt an ecstatic sensation inside him, reducing him to whimpers each time it was being rubbed against. "I-is that i-it?!!" he cried, smiling in relief when his other self gave a breathy yes. If prostrate exams felt this good, he'd have to get the more frequently.
"You know if I didn't know any better, this exam is almost like we're having sex," the teenager found the time to sneak in a chuckle before squeezing his eyes shut to make a lewd face.
"Technically it's masturbation," the older Yamamoto gave a breathy mumble, his voice overpowered by the teenager's rising screams. His younger self was practically twitching between his right hand, sending the adult over the edge as his body shook in orgasm. Suddenly smoke filled the room as the teenager shouted in pleasure, unaware of the door suddenly bursting open.
"Oi, baseball idiot you alright in there!?" a harsh voice coughed amidst the smoke. "I heard a scream and saw smoke while passing by and....WHAT THE FREAKING HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU BASEBALL IDIOT!?!"
Yamamoto furiously blushed as he was caught off guard, finally realising Gokudera's voice by the open door. The Italian's head was fuming red as his face stared at Yamamato's open ass for longer than he wanted, countless veins popping in his head.
"Here I was actually worried your house was on fire on something and I catch you masturbating you pervert!?! AARRRGGHHH!!!!!" The silver-haired boy finally snapped as he stormed out of the room.
"W-wait Gokudera, I was just getting a checkup! Honest!!!"