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Payback
By Sephslover ~ March 2015.
“Aaah, damn leg! Some days it hurts so bad!” Kiyoshi growled to himself as he took the longer, most desert path into the park. The memories of that match came to him. All the pain he felt that day and even after that. Maybe even more after that. Winning was great but having that pain as a memento sucked really bad. It brought that broad smile back to his mind and made him mad.
“Hanamiya Makoto!”, he said slowly to himself. Anger in every syllable.
Being such the good guy he was, it was not like Kiyoshi to feel that way about someone but maybe it was the pain speaking. The more he thought about Hanamiya, the more frustrated and upset he got. The memory of his smiling face was driving him crazy.
He was about to pronounce that name again, as if he could hurt its owner just by doing so, when he heard, from the bushes in the dark, that breathless voice. “Hana . . . miya . . .”
“What the . . . “
Surprised as he was, he followed the sound. As he approached its source, he could hear moans and soft cries. Hanamiya’s name was called again and again. Even before getting there, it was easy to tell that was the sound of people having sex. He was no voyeur but he just had to see if it was really that Hanamiya there.
And after moving slowly through some bushes and going past some trees, there he was. Even in so dim light, he could see him. Hanamiya. He was facing a tree. Leaning over it as some guy took him from behind.
Kiyoshi couldn’t believe his eyes. The fierce uncrowned king in such a submissive position. Lending his ass to other guy and, even worse, in a public place like that.
He stood there, staring, speechless, but his presence was noticed by the other two young men. They both looked terrified. The one topping Hanamiya, someone unknown to Kiyoshi, just stuck his cock back into his pants and faded away as quickly as possible. Hanamiya was fast too in putting his pants back on but he didn’t leave though.
“What are you looking at? It’s not what it seems, OK?”
“I . . . it was my first time doing that. I didn’t really want to.” He looked nervously at the other young man, who remained silent.
“Say something, damn! . . . That has nothing to do with playing basketball. And you won the match after all!!!” He sounded scared. Kiyoshi’s silence was driving him crazy.
“You’re not telling anyone, are you?”
Kiyoshi lifted his right arm and pointed out. “Following this direction until the other side of the park, you’ll find a street. Go straight ahead and take the third right. The fifth house on your left is my place. Be there tomorrow at nine.”
“What are we gonna do tomorrow morning?”, Hanamiya asked.
“Evening. That’s nine in the evening. Be there and you’ll find out.”, saying that, Kiyoshi left. Hanamiya stood there, in the dark, cursing his bad luck.
At nine o’clock sharp, Hanamiya stood in front of Kiyoshi’s house. Before ringing the bell, he tried to figure out what the other young man intended to do to him. Did he want to talk? Or curse him and kick his ass? Did Kiyoshi want to humiliate him in front of other people? Who else would be inside? The whole Seirin team maybe?
As he scared himself with such thoughts, Kiyoshi opened the front door. “I’m glad you’re on time. Come on in!”
Hanamiya got into the house as someone who enters a wild animal’s cage. There was not much light there and no noise either. He felt even more uncomfortable. “So why am I here?”
“Let’s go up.” Kiyoshi started climbing the stairs, simply disregarding his guest’s question. “Where’s your family?”, Hanamiya asked tensely. “Traveling.”, replied the other young man shortly.
They got to Kiyoshi’s bedroom. Hanamiya stood at the door without knowing what to do. “Listen . . .”, he started but was cut off by the other. “Come on in. Are you afraid of me?”, Kiyoshi laughed. Hanamiya frowned and slowly walked into the room. It was not very well lit there but taking a quick look around, he could see there was a mirror opposite the bed, some basketball posters on the walls and some cherries, whipped cream and chocolate sauce on the desk? Had he been summoned here for dessert? No, he didn’t think so. And he really hadn’t.
“Strip.”, said Kiyoshi in a demanding tone. “Wha? Are you crazy?” That took Hanamiya by surprise in a very unpleasant way. “Take you clothes off. Everything. And lie down on my bed.”
“So is that what you want to keep your silence? A fuck? Does that really make you any better than me?”
“I can take them off for you, if that’s what you wish.”
Hanamiya felt an almost uncontrollable desire to punch Kiyoshi but he swallowed it hard and started stripping. “You got a nice body. Yeah. And a lovely ass indeed.” The frustrated guest’s face turned red with both anger and embarrassment . He unwillingly lied down on Kiyoshi’s bed, trying not to look at the other young man in the eye, but he could feel Kiyoshi’s gaze on him though. A chilling breeze coming from the opened window along with the shameful situation he was in made him tremble slightly. Kiyoshi smirked and turned to the small desk. There he grabbed a bottle and shook it hard.
He came closer to Hanamiya, then slowly lifted his right leg and straddled the naked young man. Hanamiya’s eyes opened wide and he held his breath hard. Kiyoshi laid the bottle on the bed and removed his T-shirt, giving his guest the privileged view of his beautiful chest. He looked down into the other’s eyes and smiled gently. “You gave me quite a lot of pain. And pain is what you’re hoping to get from me, isn’t it? But you’re wrong. I’m gonna pay you back in pleasure. You know why?” Hanamiya couldn’t muster a single word. “Because receiving pleasure from someone you look down upon is even worse than receiving pain.” He smiled and winked this time.
“Now don’t move, ‘K?” By saying that, he started writing on Hanamiya’s chest, using the whipped cream as his ink. And as he wrote, he slowly spelt the letters. “L . . . O . . . S . . . E . . . aaaand . . . R! Here you are!” In anger, Hanamiya tried to sit up but Kiyoshi stopped him midway. “No.No.No. You’re gonna mess it all up. Just stay still and play along, OK? Then he drew a small heart on his naked playmate’s stomach and went up to grab the cherries.
“Do you like cherries, Mako-chan?”
“Fuck you!”
“I’ll take it as a “no”. That’s too bad. I love them, so I wanna see how you lick this one on my hand.” Approaching Hanamiya’s sexy lips with a cherry in hand, Kiyoshi looked at him, a demanding look in his eyes. The other young man had no option but to stick his tongue out of his mouth and caress the small fruit with it. He timidly moved his tongue all around it, trying his best to play along, so maybe this way, Kiyoshi would get tired of him soon, but the task was not an easy one. He could feel his face burn and his eyes water and worse than it all was that, from where he lied, he could see Kiyoshi’s cock growing bigger from his little show. That was the utmost humiliation.
“Very good. That was really sexy. I’m feeling hard already.” Hanamiya knew that. He didn’t need to be told. He didn’t want to.
“As you’ve been such a good boy, I’ll reward you.” Even before Hanamiya tried to figure out how, Kiyoshi started licking the whipped cream out of one of his nipples. A pleasured moan escaped the young man’s lips, making him blush even harder. Kiyoshi looked up at him and smirked. “Glad you’re enjoying it too.” Hanamiya wished to be dead. But he had no option but to accept this humiliation.
Kiyoshi went on, taking his sweet time to remove all the cream from his playmate’s chest, knowing and fully enjoying the fact that, with each lick, Hanamiya grew harder and harder. When he finally finished, he looked down at his guest’s twitching cock and brushed it slightly with his fingers. Hanamiya mewled softly. “You want me to lick you down here too, don’t you?” A reply came from his naked partner’s eager eyes. “I see. But I have something else in mind. On all fours.” Hanamiya resisted the command a little but again he thought there was no option but to obey.
When he assumed position, he noticed he could see his sorry reflection on the mirror. That made him feel awful. In that humiliating position and Kiyoshi right behind him with another bottle in hand. What next? More food fetish? Or something else? At this point, he just prayed that Kiyoshi wouldn’t be crazy enough to stick anything weird up his ass.
But Kiyoshi didn’t. Instead he started pouring the dark liquid over Hanamiya’s ass, making it all sticky with delicious chocolate sauce. The poor young man didn’t say a word. He just gasped at the sensation but there was still more to come. The real thrill started when Kiyoshi stuck his tongue inbetween his guest's perfect orbs and started licking his tight, tiny opening.
Hanamiya shivered and moaned, no longer able to control his own body in the least. Kiyoshi kept teasing him relentlessly, licking the sweet sauce and rubbing his tongue against his enticing partner’s ass again and again until it became a little soft. As soon as it did so, the young man inserted the tip of his tongue in. Hanamiya released a delicious moan then. His butt and legs trembled really hard. He was afraid to come just from that. To see Kiyoshi’s smiling face, looking down on him would be the worst, so he took some deep breaths in order to control his urge. But his demanging host was not willing to give him any control in the situation, so he went to the next step and shoved two huge fingers up Hanamiya’s ass, making the young man cry in a mix of surprise, pain and pleasure.
Making shallow thrusts and kissing and biting his butt, Kiyoshi teased, “So you don’t wanna come so soon, right? I see. You want it to last as long as possible. I’ll make your wish come true.”
“N-No. I . . .”
Kiyoshi removed his fingers and placed his tip right at Hanamiya’s entrance. The young man felt scared and tried to take some distance from him but in such a position, being grabbed by the hips, he had no place to run to. Even though, he begged, “Wait!” But his plea was ignored.
Kiyoshi started entering him. His pace was painfully slow. Hanamiya went mute. He could feel his body being stretched against his will but there was nothing he could do.
“Breath, you fool. You know how to do it. It’s not a first for you after all.”
“That . . . was . . . my first. And . . . it hurt . . . like . . . hell. You fuck!”
That made Kiyoshi feel bad with himself. He thought that had been an excuse but surprisingly enough, it was the truth. That wouldn’t stop him though. “Well, as I’ll go all the way until the end and the other guy didn’t, I guess that makes me your first man!”
“F-Fuck . . . you! Who . . . cares about . . . that?”
“I do! Payback will be even sweeter now! ” That was a lie. He was not that kind of guy but Hanamiya would never know that. He kept going. As slowly as it could get until he was finally totally inside. Hanamiya breathed out, relieved. “What are you relieved about, Mako-chan? That’s just the beginning.”
He started thrusting hard then. Not giving Hanamiya a single moment to catch his breath. Sometimes precisely hitting the other’s sweet spot. Others purposely missing it just to increase their playtime together. But never slowing down.
Hanamiya tried biting on his lip but he had to give up. It was just impossible to keep his cries inside. Part of him still felt frustrated, angry, humiliated. But there was this other part which felt so good and wanted to shout words like, “More. Deeper. Harder.”, and things like that, but no way he’d give Kiyoshi such pleasure. Instead, when he thought he was about to go crazy, he shouted, “Enough!” And to his utterly surprise, Kiyoshi stopped and stayed still. Fully inside of him but still.
He felt terribly confused. He didn’t know how to act. His pride wouldn’t allow him to ask Kiyoshi to finish it. He tried to move away from the other but he was held firmly in place. Feeling desperate already, he reached for his pained cock but his forceful partner grabbed both his hands, sitting back and forcing him into a sitting position too. As Kiyoshi’s cock reached deeper into him, he couldn’t suppress a pleasured moan.
“See? Why don’t you just admit how good you’re feeling. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to go to hell!”
“I have the whole night. Going nowhere, Mako-chan.”
Hanamiya looked at his flushed face in the mirror. How come he could say such embarrassing words? To that man? But the urge to come was driving him crazy. He tried to break free from Kiyoshi again but the other was obviously stronger than him. And he was also in a privileged position, fully buried in his body from behind. That was all too much for him and tears came down from his eyes. He looked down. He didn’t want to see his own reflection like that.
“Say it.”, said Kiyoshi.
At first, Hanamiya murmured so softly, Kiyoshi couldn’t hear a single word. “Louder. Say it out louder. What is that you want from me?”
“Give it . . . GIVE IT TO ME NOW!!!”
“As you wish, Mako-chan.”, Kiyoshi smirked, triumphant.
He grabbed Hanamiya by the waist and lifted his body just enough so he could move freely. With his free hand, he held his partner’s hip tight and the punishing pace of thrusts took place. Not even once did he miss Hanamiya’s prostate, making his overheated playmate lose his mind completely, crying and mewling and saying incomprehensible words.
Just before coming, Hanamiya shouted Kiyoshi’s name. Pleased and hot as hell as well, Kiyoshi released all his seed inside Hanamiya’s body.
They were still connected to each other when Kiyoshi grabbed his exhauted partner by the hair and turned his face in his direction, kissing him deeply and passionately. Hanamiya felt weird. Weird in a good sense. He had never shared a kiss like that. Why with that man?
With his mind still spinning, Kiyoshi carefully laid Hanamiya in his bed and lied next to him. They stayed there, without saying a word. He too felt weird in a good sense. Awkward as it might be, it seemed that something good could come out of revenge after all.
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