FanFic: Study Buddies
Title: Study Buddies
Author: Speckles (me)
Pairing: NakaTegoShige
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I'm not a creepy old bloke with a harem of bishies so, No, they're not mine.
Warnings: Written whilst on cold & flu meds - don't expect me to make sense.
Summary: JE brainy boys of the world UNITE (literally). Basically, this is smut written for the MaruHana-ai Pornathon.
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Maru hauled his book bag out of its resting place, and walked as fast as he respectably could to the small third floor meeting room. The door was propped open, waiting for him.
“You’re late again.” Tegoshi pointed out without looking up from his text books.
Maru felt stupid, being lectured on being tardy by someone four years his junior.
“Sorry, Koki tried to get me to help him pick out new ‘blank canvas’ shoes.”
Shige looked up with pity in his eyes and patted the cushion beside him. Maru nodded and locked the door against interrupting band mates before taking his seat.
“You need to get them to realise that this is important to you.” Shige instructed.
“It’s easier for you; you have an ally in your group. I’m not making excuses. It’s just that it’s taking a while for them to get used to it.”
“Sounds like an excuse to me.” Tegoshi grumped before snapping a book shut.
“Gomen.” Maru pulled his books out and started setting up his stationery.
For the past few weeks Maru had been privy to the private study sessions of the NewS students. They had offered to have him join after finding out he was unable to concentrate on his studies at work, even when he was on a break. Since then he had been enlightened to countless study tips and comforting conversations with people who actually understood the work load.
They all settled into quiet companionship as they delved into their individual subjects, trying to learn as much as their hour long lunch breaks would allow. It was Shige’s day for bringing lunch along and Maru found himself munching on a truly amazing sandwich while taking notes. He’d never really considered that a sandwich could be ‘gourmet’ until he came across Shige’s idea of lunch.
“Would you stop doing that?!” Tegoshi burst out.
Maru looked up shocked and found the young sex symbol staring daggers at him from across the table. He hesitated slightly, unaware that he’d been doing anything to cause that sort of reaction. He looked at Shige for some sort of explanation.
“You were moaning.” There was some sort of an apology in Shige’s voice.
“I was what?”
“Moaning!,” Tegoshi slapped his hands down on the table, “Every time you take a bite you make a little moan-y sound in the back of your throat like you’re making out with the sandwich. It’s distracting.”
“I - I… Gomen nasi, I didn’t realise.” Maru put his sandwich down on his napkin and looked at it forlornly. It was a really good sandwich but he didn’t want to do anything to disrupt his place in this inner sanctum of study.
“It’s alright. He’s just stressed to boiling point,” Shige said and patted Maru’s thigh, “You’ll learn that sometimes our frustration levels will rise to a level that makes us yell about sandwiches. The usual methods of stress release are all a little too time consuming for us so if you do need help with this sort of thing, you can come to us. That’s what study buddies are for.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean Tego-chan is stressed and we, as his study mates, need to help him get over it in the least time consuming way possible. I could explain it in words but it always comes out sounding wrong, so we’ll just show you.” Shige motioned his band mate over.
Tegoshi got up from his side of the table with a huff and moved to stand above where Shige was seated. Shige moved position until he was kneeling in front of his band mate. Maru felt his face flush as he watched Tegoshi look down to casually watch his friend unbuckle his belt and drop his pants to pool around his ankles.
He was slightly scandalised by the casual way Shige fondled his kouhai to an erection and lazily sucked him into his mouth. And yet at the same time as Maru covered his gaping mouth, he found himself calmly wondering if Tegoshi always came to work without underwear or if today was special.
Maru sat and watched silently.
Hands fisted into waxed hair. cheeks were hollowed. Hips began moving in a frantic, needy pace.
Maru found his own pants tighter than they had been minutes earlier but he did his best to ignore it as Tegoshi’s moans signalled his climax and the sound of slurping filled the air.
A moment later Shige helped Tegoshi get his pants back in place and belted. Shige turned to Maru and pointed up a Tegoshi’s stated face.
“See, no more stress.”
Maru nodded silently and turned back to his books. The entire event had taken less than five minutes but he felt as though he’d aged about a century. Since when did study partners start sucking each other off?
“What are you doing?” Tegoshi asked, his voice huskier than Maru was comfortable with.
“Getting back to work. Isn’t that the whole point of dealing with … ‘that’ directly; to not waste time?”
“Don’t act like you weren’t palming your pants a minute ago. You can’t study properly while you’re hard and neither can Shige. Once we’ve all gotten off, then we’ll go back to work.”
The hairs on the back of Maru’s neck stood on end and he felt, more than saw, Tegoshi move around behind him.
“I’m fine. Really. I’m just going to keep going with my studies.”
Apparently Tegoshi wasn’t in much of a listening mood if the way he pressed himself against Maru’s back was any indication. A delicate hand skimmed down to his crotch to trace patterns against the tented fabric.
“Are you sure Nakamaru-sempai? I give great head.”
Maru shivered at the hot breath ghosting against his ear but the word sempai stopped him from shying away form the heated body. He didn’t like admitting that Tegoshi was technically his sempai. Having the term apply to one so young had stung his pride more than slightly and to hear the title returned to him, the elder student, was enough of a stroke to his ego that he allowed the stroking of his jeans as well.
“Ne, Sempai, you’ve been with men before right?”
“H-hai.” Maru moaned, hips twitching to rub against the hand.
“Top or bottom?” The words were barely more than hot breath in his ear.
“A-ano … oh … either. I don’t care.” And at this point he really didn’t, so long as something happened to relieve the building pressure.
“Good.”
Tegoshi shifted behind him and in a sudden movement Maru was seized by more than two hands and hauled out of his seat. When he got his bearings again he found himself sitting on Shige’s lap while Shige was perched on the edge of their low table. A moment later Tegoshi had thrown his pants, underwear and all, to the far side of the room.
Maru’s bare thighs were resting against skin and he looked down to watch as Shige’s hands skimmed along the inside of his thighs before pulling Maru’s legs apart. He had a moment to realise that Shige’s pants were caught up around his ankles before Maru was pulled back against the law student’s erection.
The feeling of hardened flesh against his skin was making Maru dizzy. He let his head fall back against Shige’s shoulder, enjoying the way the hips below him began to rock. He tilted his face to the side, searching, and was greeted with warm lips. Maru could taste the remnants of Tegoshi’s climax on Shige’s tongue and he was just about ready to beg when he felt something skim the skin on the inside of his knee.
Tegoshi was kneeling before them, eyes heavy with lust and fingers shining with lube. Maru had barely a second to realise what was happening before a slippery finger was pressing into him. He froze for a second; overly aware of the pressure wiggling its way past his clenching muscles. Shige’s hand moved further up his thigh, massaging the flesh and teasing him with the occasional ghosting of his thumb against Maru’s shaft.
Maru relaxed, letting his fellow idols caress and invade him. A second finger joined the first and Maru distracted himself with trying to memorise the contours of Shige’s tongue.
He cried into Shige’s mouth as Tegoshi flicked at his prostate. Tegoshi giggled below him. Maru didn’t mind being giggled at just at the moment. He opened his legs wider, silently asking for a third finger. Tegoshi obliged, pressing another digit in and taking Maru into his mouth simultaneously. Maru tried to buck up at the sensation but Shige kept his hips firmly moulded against his own.
He whined, thrashing at the assault of Tegoshi’s mouth and fingers combined. Shige continued to hold him down, fingers playing over skin, and his voice whispering things into Maru’s ear in a voice so low that neither really knew what he was saying.
Tegoshi’s fingers left him and Maru made protesting noises at the loss until he realised that the hand was now trying to reach beneath him. Maru lifted his hips, allowing the hand access to Shige’s cock. Moments later warm, lubed, flesh pressed against his entrance and Maru happily sunk down onto it.
Maru’s sighed as Shige’s groan and Tegoshi’s muffled moan reached his ears. Shige’s hands moved up to play with Maru’s chest, one clutching at his shoulder and the other worrying a nipple. Maru flung a hand back over his shoulder to catch the back of Shige’s neck as he began moving his hips. His other hand fisted into Tegoshi’s hair, holding the younger boy still and letting his own hips set the rhythm.
Tegoshi began, not just to suck, but to swallow; taking Maru down into the convulsing muscles of his throat before releasing him back out time and again. Maru had never been deep throated before and damn near came on the very first swallow. He held off, using all of his will power, but a few thrusts later he was certain that he was going to come far too early. Shige was biting down on his ear, soothing hands trying to calm him.
Maru pushed Tegoshi away before he lost all control. Tegoshi sat panting between their legs and watched as Maru adjusted the pace; slowing his movements, trying to savour the friction of Shige’s entire length. The breath against his ear was ragged, the hands on his chest moving in restless circuits. Maru would have been incredibly aroused if it weren’t for the distracting attention of Tegoshi panting between their legs and watching like an excitable, curious puppy.
Shige noticed Maru getting distracted and motioned for the boy to join them. Tegoshi didn’t need any further prompting as he moved up and into their reach. Shige took his band mate’s head into his hand and guided him down to Maru’s mouth.
Maru accepted the kiss without a second thought, allowing himself to be pushed backwards. They ended up sprawled across the table, Shige laying flat on his back, Maru propped up on his elbows and Tegoshi on his knees, straddling the pair of them. The new position gave Shige more freedom to move, letting him lift up to meet Maru half way.
Maru nearly came out of his skin as Shige thrust up at the perfect angle. Stars danced in his vision making him convulse on the man beneath him. Shige groaned, deep and loud and Maru had just enough sense left to pray that the room was soundproofed.
The new angle was enough to push both of the elder men to the brink leaving Tegoshi as a forgotten side-dish, nibbling on Maru’s neck and muttering things like ‘come on baby’ under his breath.
Shige’s hand moved from Maru’s waist to his cock. Two thrusts later Maru’s world exploded into white light as he came harder than he’d ever thought possible. Shige followed a moment later, back arching up and an almighty scream echoing off the walls.
They collapsed against the table, completely exhausted, while Tegoshi sat up, still straddling their hips.
“Well, that’s ruined that shirt.” Tegoshi commented as he calmly surveyed the cum slowly staining his favourite green t-shirt.
“I’ll buy you a new one.” Shige offered between pants.
Tegoshi was easily appeased as he moved down to kiss Shige, then Maru, before climbing off them. He found Maru’s pants and helped him dress before moving him off Shige and pulling up that set of pants as well.
Once they were all fully clothed again and Tegoshi had replaced his t-shirt with Maru’s ‘second layer’ shirt, Maru finally allowed himself to think about what had happened. Surprisingly he wasn’t as shocked as he had expected. Maybe it was the afterglow but he really didn’t think that sex between study buddies was such a bad plan anymore.
“So, do you guys do this often?”
“Usually about once a week. We’ve been holding off since you joined us; we didn’t want to scare you off.” Shige explained.
“Yeah. It’s kinda been a while.” Tegoshi added, leaning in as if it were a secret but not actually lowering his voice, “Shige’s not usually that loud.”
Maru nodded and looked over to the blushing Shige.
“I wasn’t expecting that volume, but it was amazingly hot.” Maru admitted, “I just hope the walls in here are soundproofed.”
Shige and Tegoshi shared a panicked glance before all three turned to look at the door and noticed the wide eyed faces of the juniors staring back through the door’s glass panel.
“Crap.”
Author: Speckles (me)
Pairing: NakaTegoShige
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I'm not a creepy old bloke with a harem of bishies so, No, they're not mine.
Warnings: Written whilst on cold & flu meds - don't expect me to make sense.
Summary: JE brainy boys of the world UNITE (literally). Basically, this is smut written for the MaruHana-ai Pornathon.
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Maru hauled his book bag out of its resting place, and walked as fast as he respectably could to the small third floor meeting room. The door was propped open, waiting for him.
“You’re late again.” Tegoshi pointed out without looking up from his text books.
Maru felt stupid, being lectured on being tardy by someone four years his junior.
“Sorry, Koki tried to get me to help him pick out new ‘blank canvas’ shoes.”
Shige looked up with pity in his eyes and patted the cushion beside him. Maru nodded and locked the door against interrupting band mates before taking his seat.
“You need to get them to realise that this is important to you.” Shige instructed.
“It’s easier for you; you have an ally in your group. I’m not making excuses. It’s just that it’s taking a while for them to get used to it.”
“Sounds like an excuse to me.” Tegoshi grumped before snapping a book shut.
“Gomen.” Maru pulled his books out and started setting up his stationery.
For the past few weeks Maru had been privy to the private study sessions of the NewS students. They had offered to have him join after finding out he was unable to concentrate on his studies at work, even when he was on a break. Since then he had been enlightened to countless study tips and comforting conversations with people who actually understood the work load.
They all settled into quiet companionship as they delved into their individual subjects, trying to learn as much as their hour long lunch breaks would allow. It was Shige’s day for bringing lunch along and Maru found himself munching on a truly amazing sandwich while taking notes. He’d never really considered that a sandwich could be ‘gourmet’ until he came across Shige’s idea of lunch.
“Would you stop doing that?!” Tegoshi burst out.
Maru looked up shocked and found the young sex symbol staring daggers at him from across the table. He hesitated slightly, unaware that he’d been doing anything to cause that sort of reaction. He looked at Shige for some sort of explanation.
“You were moaning.” There was some sort of an apology in Shige’s voice.
“I was what?”
“Moaning!,” Tegoshi slapped his hands down on the table, “Every time you take a bite you make a little moan-y sound in the back of your throat like you’re making out with the sandwich. It’s distracting.”
“I - I… Gomen nasi, I didn’t realise.” Maru put his sandwich down on his napkin and looked at it forlornly. It was a really good sandwich but he didn’t want to do anything to disrupt his place in this inner sanctum of study.
“It’s alright. He’s just stressed to boiling point,” Shige said and patted Maru’s thigh, “You’ll learn that sometimes our frustration levels will rise to a level that makes us yell about sandwiches. The usual methods of stress release are all a little too time consuming for us so if you do need help with this sort of thing, you can come to us. That’s what study buddies are for.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean Tego-chan is stressed and we, as his study mates, need to help him get over it in the least time consuming way possible. I could explain it in words but it always comes out sounding wrong, so we’ll just show you.” Shige motioned his band mate over.
Tegoshi got up from his side of the table with a huff and moved to stand above where Shige was seated. Shige moved position until he was kneeling in front of his band mate. Maru felt his face flush as he watched Tegoshi look down to casually watch his friend unbuckle his belt and drop his pants to pool around his ankles.
He was slightly scandalised by the casual way Shige fondled his kouhai to an erection and lazily sucked him into his mouth. And yet at the same time as Maru covered his gaping mouth, he found himself calmly wondering if Tegoshi always came to work without underwear or if today was special.
Maru sat and watched silently.
Hands fisted into waxed hair. cheeks were hollowed. Hips began moving in a frantic, needy pace.
Maru found his own pants tighter than they had been minutes earlier but he did his best to ignore it as Tegoshi’s moans signalled his climax and the sound of slurping filled the air.
A moment later Shige helped Tegoshi get his pants back in place and belted. Shige turned to Maru and pointed up a Tegoshi’s stated face.
“See, no more stress.”
Maru nodded silently and turned back to his books. The entire event had taken less than five minutes but he felt as though he’d aged about a century. Since when did study partners start sucking each other off?
“What are you doing?” Tegoshi asked, his voice huskier than Maru was comfortable with.
“Getting back to work. Isn’t that the whole point of dealing with … ‘that’ directly; to not waste time?”
“Don’t act like you weren’t palming your pants a minute ago. You can’t study properly while you’re hard and neither can Shige. Once we’ve all gotten off, then we’ll go back to work.”
The hairs on the back of Maru’s neck stood on end and he felt, more than saw, Tegoshi move around behind him.
“I’m fine. Really. I’m just going to keep going with my studies.”
Apparently Tegoshi wasn’t in much of a listening mood if the way he pressed himself against Maru’s back was any indication. A delicate hand skimmed down to his crotch to trace patterns against the tented fabric.
“Are you sure Nakamaru-sempai? I give great head.”
Maru shivered at the hot breath ghosting against his ear but the word sempai stopped him from shying away form the heated body. He didn’t like admitting that Tegoshi was technically his sempai. Having the term apply to one so young had stung his pride more than slightly and to hear the title returned to him, the elder student, was enough of a stroke to his ego that he allowed the stroking of his jeans as well.
“Ne, Sempai, you’ve been with men before right?”
“H-hai.” Maru moaned, hips twitching to rub against the hand.
“Top or bottom?” The words were barely more than hot breath in his ear.
“A-ano … oh … either. I don’t care.” And at this point he really didn’t, so long as something happened to relieve the building pressure.
“Good.”
Tegoshi shifted behind him and in a sudden movement Maru was seized by more than two hands and hauled out of his seat. When he got his bearings again he found himself sitting on Shige’s lap while Shige was perched on the edge of their low table. A moment later Tegoshi had thrown his pants, underwear and all, to the far side of the room.
Maru’s bare thighs were resting against skin and he looked down to watch as Shige’s hands skimmed along the inside of his thighs before pulling Maru’s legs apart. He had a moment to realise that Shige’s pants were caught up around his ankles before Maru was pulled back against the law student’s erection.
The feeling of hardened flesh against his skin was making Maru dizzy. He let his head fall back against Shige’s shoulder, enjoying the way the hips below him began to rock. He tilted his face to the side, searching, and was greeted with warm lips. Maru could taste the remnants of Tegoshi’s climax on Shige’s tongue and he was just about ready to beg when he felt something skim the skin on the inside of his knee.
Tegoshi was kneeling before them, eyes heavy with lust and fingers shining with lube. Maru had barely a second to realise what was happening before a slippery finger was pressing into him. He froze for a second; overly aware of the pressure wiggling its way past his clenching muscles. Shige’s hand moved further up his thigh, massaging the flesh and teasing him with the occasional ghosting of his thumb against Maru’s shaft.
Maru relaxed, letting his fellow idols caress and invade him. A second finger joined the first and Maru distracted himself with trying to memorise the contours of Shige’s tongue.
He cried into Shige’s mouth as Tegoshi flicked at his prostate. Tegoshi giggled below him. Maru didn’t mind being giggled at just at the moment. He opened his legs wider, silently asking for a third finger. Tegoshi obliged, pressing another digit in and taking Maru into his mouth simultaneously. Maru tried to buck up at the sensation but Shige kept his hips firmly moulded against his own.
He whined, thrashing at the assault of Tegoshi’s mouth and fingers combined. Shige continued to hold him down, fingers playing over skin, and his voice whispering things into Maru’s ear in a voice so low that neither really knew what he was saying.
Tegoshi’s fingers left him and Maru made protesting noises at the loss until he realised that the hand was now trying to reach beneath him. Maru lifted his hips, allowing the hand access to Shige’s cock. Moments later warm, lubed, flesh pressed against his entrance and Maru happily sunk down onto it.
Maru’s sighed as Shige’s groan and Tegoshi’s muffled moan reached his ears. Shige’s hands moved up to play with Maru’s chest, one clutching at his shoulder and the other worrying a nipple. Maru flung a hand back over his shoulder to catch the back of Shige’s neck as he began moving his hips. His other hand fisted into Tegoshi’s hair, holding the younger boy still and letting his own hips set the rhythm.
Tegoshi began, not just to suck, but to swallow; taking Maru down into the convulsing muscles of his throat before releasing him back out time and again. Maru had never been deep throated before and damn near came on the very first swallow. He held off, using all of his will power, but a few thrusts later he was certain that he was going to come far too early. Shige was biting down on his ear, soothing hands trying to calm him.
Maru pushed Tegoshi away before he lost all control. Tegoshi sat panting between their legs and watched as Maru adjusted the pace; slowing his movements, trying to savour the friction of Shige’s entire length. The breath against his ear was ragged, the hands on his chest moving in restless circuits. Maru would have been incredibly aroused if it weren’t for the distracting attention of Tegoshi panting between their legs and watching like an excitable, curious puppy.
Shige noticed Maru getting distracted and motioned for the boy to join them. Tegoshi didn’t need any further prompting as he moved up and into their reach. Shige took his band mate’s head into his hand and guided him down to Maru’s mouth.
Maru accepted the kiss without a second thought, allowing himself to be pushed backwards. They ended up sprawled across the table, Shige laying flat on his back, Maru propped up on his elbows and Tegoshi on his knees, straddling the pair of them. The new position gave Shige more freedom to move, letting him lift up to meet Maru half way.
Maru nearly came out of his skin as Shige thrust up at the perfect angle. Stars danced in his vision making him convulse on the man beneath him. Shige groaned, deep and loud and Maru had just enough sense left to pray that the room was soundproofed.
The new angle was enough to push both of the elder men to the brink leaving Tegoshi as a forgotten side-dish, nibbling on Maru’s neck and muttering things like ‘come on baby’ under his breath.
Shige’s hand moved from Maru’s waist to his cock. Two thrusts later Maru’s world exploded into white light as he came harder than he’d ever thought possible. Shige followed a moment later, back arching up and an almighty scream echoing off the walls.
They collapsed against the table, completely exhausted, while Tegoshi sat up, still straddling their hips.
“Well, that’s ruined that shirt.” Tegoshi commented as he calmly surveyed the cum slowly staining his favourite green t-shirt.
“I’ll buy you a new one.” Shige offered between pants.
Tegoshi was easily appeased as he moved down to kiss Shige, then Maru, before climbing off them. He found Maru’s pants and helped him dress before moving him off Shige and pulling up that set of pants as well.
Once they were all fully clothed again and Tegoshi had replaced his t-shirt with Maru’s ‘second layer’ shirt, Maru finally allowed himself to think about what had happened. Surprisingly he wasn’t as shocked as he had expected. Maybe it was the afterglow but he really didn’t think that sex between study buddies was such a bad plan anymore.
“So, do you guys do this often?”
“Usually about once a week. We’ve been holding off since you joined us; we didn’t want to scare you off.” Shige explained.
“Yeah. It’s kinda been a while.” Tegoshi added, leaning in as if it were a secret but not actually lowering his voice, “Shige’s not usually that loud.”
Maru nodded and looked over to the blushing Shige.
“I wasn’t expecting that volume, but it was amazingly hot.” Maru admitted, “I just hope the walls in here are soundproofed.”
Shige and Tegoshi shared a panicked glance before all three turned to look at the door and noticed the wide eyed faces of the juniors staring back through the door’s glass panel.
“Crap.”