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OTP5: Fuji/Atobe/Ryoma/Sanada/Tezuka ~
This is a 2 chapter story only, meant to revolve from each of the character's
perspectives about how the fivesome started and how it turns out. Each of
the boys has to work out their feelings through sex, love, and friendship.
Subtle chains bind them together in not-so-subtle ways.
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Subtle Chains ~
Chapter 1
Echizen
Tezuka caught his attention first, catapulting his hormones
into semi-adulthood and causing shivers and trembling in places he previously
thought unaffected. He idolized his
captain, loving both his sportsmanship and his physique, but Tezuka was aloof
and that’s how Fuji
managed to slip in undetected.
By the time Ryoma noticed that Fuji was controlling the strings of his
hormones, it was too late, he had already been seduced, already fallen into the
prodigy’s quiet trap.
Even though his first crush was on Tezuka, his first
everything else was with Fuji.
Fuji kissed him, stroked him, petted him,
loved his body, and invigorated his soul, but Fuji wasn’t Tezuka no
matter which way you turned him or how you looked at him.
Fuji
noticed the distance between them and his attentions began to dwindle,
especially after spending an evening with Atobe for dinner and a movie.
Fuji
began dropping hints that Atobe already had Tezuka wrapped around his finger and
Ryoma shouldn’t contend for something he clearly couldn’t obtain.
Ryoma assumed Fuji was just as jealous of Atobe’s claim,
even though no one had any proof of a relationship between the two captains.
And when Fuji
pulled away completely, into the arms of the Hyotei captain, Ryoma found his own
jealousy ignited and retaliated by flirting with Atobe and eventually warming
his bed too. The surprise was on
Ryoma though, because after a passionate round of sex and a quick cat nap, he
awoke to find Fuji
riding Atobe only a foot away. It
seemed they had planned to trick Ryoma into a threesome and it had worked.
Ryoma grew comfortable with their three-way sex-capades,
but felt strangely empty outside of the bedroom.
Tezuka’s tennis usually filled that void, but he had long since left for
Germany
and Ryoma suffered silently, inwardly depressed.
But then, everything changed.
When he wasn’t expecting it, when he could hardly muster up the strength
to even think about it, that was when he crossed paths with his first real love,
Sanada Genichiro.
Tezuka was his first puppy love.
Fuji
was his first lay. Atobe was…well
Atobe was part of his first threesome, but Sanada was by far his first love.
He knew when he first saw the Rikkaidai vice-captain that he had to be near him,
that he had to love him. But Sanada
had a different perspective, one that was barely overcome.
Sanada
He lost his virginity to Yukimura in the most innocent,
sweet kisses sort of way, touching
and trying though they both lacked the necessary knowledge.
Yukimura had persuaded him, tempted him, but not in a trashy, sultry
manner, but with a shy declaration that he was ready for the ultimate closeness
with his true love.
Sanada couldn’t resist, but he cried afterwards when he saw
how Yukimura limped, vowing never to cause his sweet love such pain again.
Yukimura comforted him, shushing his tears with soft kisses and well
received hugs.
He said they would try again after the learned how to do it
properly and made Sanada promise not to let the guilt overwhelm him.
Sanada promised, but learned to
hide his guilt from Yukimura’s smiling face instead of eradicating it
altogether.
So when Yukimura was admitted to the hospital, the last
thing the devoted boyfriend expected to happen was to meet Echizen.
He didn’t want to like him, he didn’t want to lust after him but he
couldn’t control himself. It was as
if someone else seized control of his mind when the freshman tennis star was
around, wanting to be close to him, to hug him, squeeze him, pound furiously
into his smaller, lithe body.
The guilt he felt for harboring fantasies about Echizen far
outweighed the guilt he had felt for hurting Yukimura their first time.
Sanada was a faithful, strong-minded, and loyal lover, he would never
disgrace their love for a fleeting fancy.
But Echizen wouldn’t leave him alone and he wasn’t a
fleeting fancy. The Seigaku player
would rub against him like a cat wanting to be stroked and there was only so
much he could resist.
He didn’t succumb to his desires until after Yukimura’s
surgery, which made the guilt even worse.
He was torn. He didn’t just
want Echizen, he loved him. He
loved them both.
He told Yukimura about his indiscretion and watched the
light die from his lover’s eyes.
Yukimura forgave him, but that was before he admitted it wasn’t a one-time
betrayal, that feelings were involved and hearts were bonded.
Yukimura had been quiet then asked Sanada to leave.
He said he needed time to think, but Sanada knew he wanted to be alone
while he cried. His long time
friend and lover tried never to cry in front of him.
Sanada then told Echizen about Yukimura.
Echizen shrugged and invited Sanada to dinner at Atobe’s mansion saying
something about it being time to
meet the group. If Sanada had known
what waited for him at Atobe’s, he would never have gone because he was sucked
into their world just as fast as he had found himself smitten with Echizen.
And the guilt increased tenfold, for he loved Yukimura, but
couldn’t stop himself when it came to his small lover and his band of merry
misfits.
Atobe
Fuji
had managed to shag Tezuka first, using the age old routine of drinking alcohol
while bonding over stories about life, hidden fears and dreams.
Atobe nearly hit the roof when he found out Fuji had lured Tezuka to
his den of pleasurable sin first, having wanted that honor for himself.
They were constantly competing outside of tennis and Atobe
saw Fuji as a threat when it came to everything
in his personal life and Fuji
liked to prove him right. When both
developed an early interest in sex, they had experimented, losing their
virginity together and increasing their competitive spirit in ways they never
imagined before.
Atobe liked to be on top, though Fuji convinced the Hyotei captain on more than
one occasion that it was crucial to the learning curve to have experience on
both ends. As it happened, Atobe
rather liked being taken, but he never admitted it to Fuji, but he did admit it in private to Tezuka
once.
Tezuka rocked his world.
Fuji
knew this and spent a good portion of his time trying to steal the limelight and
he succeeded often because he was able to spend more time with Seigaku’s captain
considering they went to the same school and lived in the same area.
So when Echizen suddenly came on the scene, showing
interest in their rivaling object of affection, they conspired together to keep
the freshman pesk away from Tezuka.
Fuji
came up with the plan. He was
supposed to seduce Echizen and get him hooked so he would turn his interests
away from Tezuka, but Fuji
kept going back to the little brat as if he actually liked him, which angered
Atobe on more than one occasion.
Atobe decided to have the threesome and had no trouble
convincing Fuji
that it was a brilliant idea. In
fact, he wondered if he had been tricked into coming up with the idea because Fuji seemed to thrive on
sex and the more bodies in bed, the more he lit up like a sparkler.
Fuji
hid in the adjoining suite while Atobe took his first taste of Echizen’s sweet
honey. After that, the three of
them met once a week, twice if they were lucky, and indulged, drowning on the
intoxicating liquor of sex.
Atobe rarely had time alone with Echizen, but he didn’t
mind. The smaller tennis player was
eager in bed, but it was Fuji
that fueled Atobe’s fantasies and sent his libido into over-drive.
He had long since turned his affections from Tezuka to
Fuji
and even though he hid his feelings well, somehow Echizen knew.
Tezuka had always been hard to pin down, but when the
courting and flirting paid off, he was pure, unadulterated sexual energy.
Atobe loved Tezuka’s writhing body, sprawled out above his, then
switching to pulse below his own.
Though Tezuka was an equal and ideal lover, he kept his feelings to himself, and
Atobe had yet to figure out who held the stoic buchou’s heart.
At some point, he stopped wondering and focused on who truly held Fuji’s heart.
The same weekend that Tezuka returned from Germany, Atobe and Fuji planned to introduce him to their
threesome, which would soon be a foursome.
Tezuka had been informed that they were sleeping with Echizen, but had
yet to bed the freshman himself.
Nor had he been with Fuji
and Atobe at the same time.
With the weekend of debauchery and magnificent indulgence
approaching, Echizen called, asking if he could bring a friend.
They knew he’d been sleeping with someone else, but he’d
refused to tell them who. When he
arrived with Rikkaidai’s vice-captain, Sanada, Atobe salivated and nodded in
approval. Tezuka would be in for a
shock when he arrived, Fuji
would be in heaven, and Atobe, well, he was just pleased to see that his lovers
shared his taste in attractive companions.
Fuji
Tezuka was finicky and squeamish about the whole sex thing,
making Fuji’s
conquest more difficult and much more enticing.
It only took him five seconds to realize that Atobe was also after his
prize, and only ten seconds to formulate a devious plan.
He would seduce Atobe first.
Why not? The Hyotei captain was
more than suitable, in fact, Fuji could even say he was exquisite and
highly desirable.
Atobe allowed the seduction, believing it was his inherent
right to be desired by all, but that hadn’t stopped him from heavily pursuing
Tezuka. It did, however, create an
intense vibe between Fuji
and Atobe, giving their enjoyment of each other an extra boost of arousal.
They loved to compete and were having a wonderful time
doing so until Echizen started making goo-goo eyes at Tezuka and their whole
dynamic changed. Tezuka’s eyes
flickered in interest when Echizen was around, so they devised a plan to
distract the newcomer.
But Echizen was stubborn, as Fuji had annoyingly discovered, but also very
exciting in bed. He moaned and
whimpered in an uncharacteristic fashion, making
Fuji
want to elicit more of those delicious sounds.
Outside of bed, Echizen still pined after Tezuka, so Atobe decided, after
Fuji
planted the idea in his head, to bring him to their bed.
Echizen loved it.
Having been with Fuji on multiple occasions, he gravitated toward his
comfort zone, but Atobe’s lingual skills proved to be a big hit and Echizen
eventually let his inhibitions go, moaning and whimpering for Atobe as well.
Their threesome was entertaining and the perfect
distraction, but when Fuji found out that Atobe
was also keeping in touch with Tezuka while he was in Germany, he
picked up the phone and called his captain, waking him during the middle of the
night. He softly demanded to know
who Tezuka loved most. Tezuka was
quiet then answered.
He said he loved them both, but for different reasons, and
that he hoped Fuji would understand because he
believed that Fuji
cared for Atobe more than he let on and should consider how strong his feelings
were for Echizen as well.
Fuji
was at a loss. Tezuka was right.
Fuji
loved Tezuka for the boy that he was and the man he would become.
His feelings for Atobe had come as a surprise, but had deepened quickly.
His feelings for Echizen emerged stronger than anticipated and Fuji had tried to weaken them by having the
threesome, but that had only escalated his feelings for both Atobe and Echizen.
And when he thought it couldn’t get any trickier, Echizen
showed up with Sanada, the stunningly handsome creature from Rikkaidai, just as
stoic as Tezuka but much more uninhibited in bed.
Fuji
undressed Sanada, taking each article of clothing off in slow, fluid movements
and then removed his own. He
crawled into his lap and without asking permission, impaled himself, taking
Sanada’s first release of the night for himself.
Atobe pouted when
Fuji
advanced on Sanada, but busied himself with Echizen until they were ready to
bring the two pairs together as a foursome.
No one really knew whose arm went where or who was doing what to whom,
but it worked itself out in the end.
They all reached their desired results, spent from a long evening of
pleasures of the flesh.
Tezuka returned the next morning, welcomed by a sight he
surely wasn’t expecting—Atobe’s bed was full of hot, naked guys, waiting for him
to join them.
Tezuka
Tezuka masturbated so much in Germany that his poor penis chafed
three times. He had lied when Fuji asked if he touched
himself thinking of him and he had lied to Atobe when he asked the exact same
question. Mostly he lied because he
feared they were both on the line trying to trap him in a lie.
Fuji
and Atobe were each difficult on their own but they were much more difficult to handle when they decided
to work together.
He thought about both of them, constantly.
Sometimes he thought about Echizen, but he was terrified that he had a
Lolita complex and conditioned his mind to punish itself when lusting thoughts
about the freshman appeared. He
made the mistake of mentioning this to Fuji, receiving a chuckle
and reasonable explanation that it couldn’t be a Lolita complex because Tezuka
wasn’t much older than Echizen himself.
Tezuka felt old, older than the rest of them.
A lot older. He was thankful
when Sanada joined the group, mostly because they could share looks regarding
the chaos the other three created and understand each other’s inner thoughts.
But Sanada was the only one that refused to be taken, so Tezuka spent
most of his time buried inside Fuji
or Echizen, once in awhile allowing Atobe or Sanada to top him.
Echizen wouldn’t top anyone, he didn’t want to nor did he
show any enthusiasm for it. He was
too much of a uke hussy, loving that the others worked so hard to please him.
Atobe constantly showered him with fancy gifts and toys, and not the
stuffed animal type of toys, but the
mail order brown paper package type
of toys.
Fuji
was always pampering Echizen with body butters and loofa sponges, taking him for
pedicures and massages, which Atobe paid for.
Atobe occasionally tagged along when he realized he hadn’t had his weekly
dose of royal treatment or his eyebrows needed reshaping.
Tezuka had learned quickly that no one cared if his skin was smooth and
creamy and his nails were trim and shapely.
Nor did anyone care about Sanada in such a manner.
Tezuka and Sanada practiced tennis together while the three
little princes would go to get chemical peals and cucumber treatments.
But the one thing they all did together was enjoy an evening in the
Jacuzzi or a relaxing chat in the sauna.
Tezuka especially liked how Fuji would inch his towel up every few
minutes, revealing more and more of his perfect thighs.
Atobe only used a washcloth, which usually fell from his lap five minutes
into the sauna. Tezuka, Sanada, and
Echizen all chose to keep themselves covered, though it mattered little because
they usually had a wild orgy right after.
If asked who he liked to sleep with better, which happened
on a regular basis from Fuji
and Atobe, Tezuka never answered because he really didn’t know.
To make it more complicated, everyone seemed to have stronger feelings
for one person, but Tezuka couldn’t figure out who he liked more.
Some days it was Fuji.
Others it was Atobe.
But recently, he’d noticed himself gravitating toward
Sanada, jealous of the bond between him and Echizen.
And just when he thought he had Fuji and Atobe’s undying
love and attention, he’d noticed a spark between them and suddenly felt very
alone.
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There is one chapter after this which has another rotation
of perspectives from each of the five.
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