Hanamichi, natural born uke

#2 RuHana, MitKo (bits of MitHanaRu)
By Toshi, Wowie, Raiya, and Kyoto
Beta by Spunglass
Date complete: 02.01.2005

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This was written as a Round Robin in the #sdyaoi@irc.irchighway.net channel on IRC. Interested in joining in, stop by the channel
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Hanamichi had just finished counting all the balls and storing them in the rack; Akagi had been particularly nasty that day, venting all his frustration without reason on the poor redhead.

Not only had he given him gori-punches all day long for no apparent reason – or so he thought – but he had also decided to let all the freshmen go whilst forcing him stay in the gym to do all the cleaning by himself as punishment.

Having made sure that everything was in order, he proceeded to the showers to freshen up before closing up the gym. Grimacing at the feel of the sweat-soaked shirt on him, he stripped off his shirt while walking to the shower.

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Mitsui had been observing how Akagi had treated Sakuragi throughout the entire practice. Wincing, he wondered why he couldn\'t seem to get the image of the tall, boisterous red-head out of his mind nowadays. Perhaps it was those damned teenage hormones again. Just as he was about to head back home, he suddenly realized he had forgotten to grab his gym bag.

‘Damn him for occupying every corner of my mind’, Mitsui thought, frustrated and irritated at the object of his obsession for forcing him to go back and retrieve it.

Opening the door to the locker room, Mitsui was shocked to see Sakuragi still there. The lights of the -now empty- locker room highlighted his toned body as he strode purposefully towards the showers.

Mitsui stood by the door, eyeing Sakuragi\'s well-toned and muscular body. His handsome, chiseled face more defined then ever under the brightness of the lights. His thigh muscles flexed sexily as he strode towards the bathroom.

Mitsui stared lustfully as Sakuragi swung his hips while humming to his tensai song. Licking his lips, he silently followed Sakuragi to the bathroom cubicle.

Mitsui found himself fighting a nearly uncontrollable urge to reach out and run his hands over those well-defined muscles.

Just as Sakuragi stepped into the shower, Mitsui came out from behind the shadows. Seeing the way Sakuragi\'s sweat trickled down his face to his navel before disappearing at his towel made him very turned on.

Without knowing it, he was actually walking closer to the oblivious redhead, his right arm reaching far out as if to catch some unreachable object

And just as his hand was scant inches from Hanamichi\'s muscled back, said redhead turned around and gasped, wide-eyed, \"Micchy?!\"

Mitsui took a look at those innocent, wide eyes and immediately took a step back.

\"Mitchy, what are you doing here?\" Sakuragi enquired, lifting a brow.

\"I left my bag here\".

\"Nyahaha, Mitcchy is getting old.\" Sakuragi laughed loudly.

\"Urusai baka!\" He was about to turn away and move to the lockers when Sakuragi\'s towel fell to his feet, leaving everything bare for Mitsui to inspect. Sakuragi blushed, and quickly attempted to retrieve his towel.

\"Leave it.\" Mitsui stepped in closer to Sakuragi.

\"Micchy, wha-?\" but before the redhead could go any further, Mitsui immediately covered his mouth with his own. He didn\'t care how the redhead would react, only heeding the insistent commands of his libido.

Of course, our dear beloved - albeit dense, and at the moment - /very/ sexy redhead is not one to give up without a fight. He struggled futilely against his sempai, inadvertantly rubbing himself up against the already painfully aroused Mitsui in an extremely erotic manner. Mitsui groaned, \"Be still, idiot! Can\'t you see I\'m trying to kiss you properly?\"

Sakuragi gasped, gulping in more air. Mitsui\'s kisses had that effect on boys and girls alike. \"Has it occurred to you that I don\'t /want/ to be kissed?\" he roared at the older boy.

\"Why would anyone not want to be kissed?\" Mitsui asked, puzzled. \"By me, no less.\"

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Rukawa walked into the gym and wondered why the lights were still on. Usually by this time, everyone would already have left, leaving the courts pitch black. Shrugging nonchalantly and passing it off as someone’s carelessness, he bent down to retie his shoelace. Hearing some loud sounds coming from the shower room, Rukawa raised an elegant eyebrow before standing up and heading towards the showers. Pushing open the locker room doors, he took a step in when something caught his eye. Two figures were pressed right up against each other in one of the cubicles

The flash of red against the white tile of the shower cubicle startled him, as did the distinct back view of Mitsui-sempai in front of it.

As he stepped forward from the shadows, blue eyes widened as he drank in the sight of his two teammates, Mitsui on top of Sakuragi. His reaction could only be described with one impulse - grope.

He was momentarily stunned watching the scene unfolding before him. Before he knew what was happening, he found himself striding angrily towards the squirming Hanamichi, sending Mitsui flying towards the floor in a second.

Placing himself squarely between the two, Rukawa faced Mitsui, telling him in a firm voice \"Hands off. He\'s /mine/. \"

\"Whaaat?!\" Sakuragi shouted from his position on the floor. \"Who said I\'m yours, damn it fox!\"

Moving over to where he was, Rukawa chuckled, and told him \"Who said you weren\'t, Hanamichi?\"

Rukawa, catching sight of Sakuragi\'s disheveled and vulnerable state, couldn\'t help but feel turned on.

Mitsui glared at Rukawa\'s approaching figure and quickly brought himself to his feet, only to be blocked by Rukawa\'s huge body. \"Damn, why the hell are they so freaking huge?\" Taking a step back, he stood in front of Sakuragi, laying claim to the red-head by grabbing hold of his lips

Rukawa coolly grabbed Mitsui\'s shoulders and turned him around. Without even batting an eyelid, he sent a mighty fist crashing into that fangirl-swooning-inducing-slightly-flawed face of the ex-gangster.

Mitsui coughed up blood and cursed like a sailor. His pride wouldn\'t stand being knocked around by a younger boy, although said younger boy was taller and bigger than him. Soon, the two challengers were scuffling on the floor, trying their best to land a few punches on the other.

The redheaded prize looked on in rapt fascination. No one had ever fought over him like that before. It usually was him fighting for a girl. And even when he won, the girl would scream \"bully\" at him and comfort the loser. He wished he had known that he would have had much better luck with guys than with girls.

It was obviously a one-sided match. Although Mitsui had once been a gangster who fought everyday, Rukawa was still much stronger and one of the only people who could remain standing after taking Sakuragi\'s punch. Rukawa sent a last heavy right straight into Mitsui\'s abdomen, sending chairs flying all over the locker room as Mitsui landed heavily in a pile of them. Rukawa then strode towards Hanamichi, crushing his lips onto those of the speechless red-head. Sliding a hand underneath Sakuragi\'s shirt, his skilled fingers pulled off the stunned boy’s shirt in an instant.

Meanwhile, Mitsui had recovered from Rukawa\'s blow, and was getting up slowly as his head cleared. Seeing the scene unfolding before his eyes, he snapped to full consciousness immediately and sprinted across the room.

He stepped forward and tapped Rukawa on the shoulder. The freshman turned, and glared at him. The message \"get lost\" screamed wordlessly in his gaze.

\"Hey, we shouldn\'t be fighting physically over this,\" Mitsui began soothingly. He would be damned, but he /would/ be getting some action tonight. \"This isn\'t a fight to see who\'s a better fighter, but who\'s a better lover.\"

Seeing that Rukawa wasn\'t responding too violently, Mitsui took it as a good sign and continued. \"So let\'s do it this way. Winner\'s keepers, losers weepers. And we\'ll let Hanamichi decide.\"

Sakuragi stared at the two boys, and wondered if he was dreaming. Right before his eyes, two extremely hot and sexy boys were calmly discussing forcing him to judge who was a better lover. It was almost surreal, but he couldn\'t help feel a rush of exultation and satisfaction.

Rukawa raised his eyebrows before contemplating what his sempai had said. /Hmm, If we fight like this, I\'ll never get to ravage Hanamichi in a satisfying way./ Shrugging, he nodded.

Rukawa and Mitsui walked over to the stunned red-head and before he could say a word, he was pushed down onto the floor by two very aroused guys. Rukawa took hold of Sakuragi\'s arousal and began to suck.

\"Uwahhh!!!\" Sakuragi screamed as the two boys tackled him. Hot tongues lapped at his already heated skin and Rukawa seized his mouth in a torturously enjoyable kiss that made him dizzy. Hands stroked every inch of his body and Hanamichi felt like he was drugged to the point of oblivion from the sheer pleasure stemming from their actions.

It was only when he felt someone grab his engorged member did he realize the true extent of his situation. He was, in a few succinct words, nothing short of being raped. That ignited fires of righteous indignation and sent him struggling to protect whatever little was left of his modesty and virtue.

The three semi-naked boys that were frolicking on the floor like the young bucks that they were froze in their heated exchange of body language. They turned in unison to see one stunned Kogure Kiminobu staring at them, his glasses already fogging up.

\"I did not see what I just thought I saw,\" the bespectacled boy muttered as he turned around. \"It\'s an illusion... My glasses were fogged up and my perverted hormonally controlled imagination has led me to think up such a twisted scene...\"

Mitsui made a split-second decision. Their activities would surely be made known to their fearsome Gorilla-like captain, and who knew what punishment would await them for dishonoring the Sacred Showers of Shohoku High?

Without any discernible hesitation, he got up from his position of ravishing Hanamichi\'s magic wand and tackled the vice-captain onto the floor. Of course, it helped that Kogure looked so ravish-able standing so dazedly there.

Kogure fell down with an \"oof\" with a very aroused teenager writhing on top of him.

His attacker immediately sealed his screams with his own mouth. Kogure closed his eyes and let Mitsui work the magic of kisses on him. If his imagination insisted on being perverse, he might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

\"Megane-chan!\" Hanamichi looked on in horror as the quiet vice captain was ravished. Were they doomed to their fates with no hope of salvation? But on second look, strangely enough, Kogure looked as though he was enjoying it. Immensely, in fact.

After a while, Mitsui decided that he didn\'t regret jumping Kogure this way. Kogure had always had an innocent wide-eyed puppy-dog look that appealed to him. And right now, the normally stoic middleman of the team was responding actively to his ministrations.

Sakuragi stared at Kogure\'s pleasure filled face and said to heck with it, he might as well enjoy this strange, impossible dream. Rolling his thumb over Sakuragi\'s nipple, Rukawa smiled in anticipation as the pink nub hardened. Not stopping his ministration, he took a hold of Sakuragi’s shaft and began to stroke. Sakuragi groaned deliciously. \" Ahh, ahh, sto.. stop.. don’t \"

Rukawa smirked. Straddling Hanamichi, he gently pushed the red-headed boy onto the floor. Their penises made intimate contact as he paid homage to the muscular body with his mouth and hands. His tongue laved at the erect nipples standing at attention as his hands gripped Hanamichi\'s firm buttocks and kneaded them gently but insistently.

Hanamichi moaned as his lover stroked the crack between his two buns. He nearly shot off like a rocket when Rukawa touched his anus tentatively. The Fox restrained him carefully with his body but Hanamichi continued to squirm against his invading finger.

Sakuragi\'s load and breathless moans filled the locker room as Rukawa gently inserted a slender finger into Sakuragi\'s ass. \"Ahhh, that... hurts!\" Sakuragi cried out in pain.

Rukawa reached over Sakuragi into the open locker behind him, extracting Sakuragi’s shampoo bottle and applying the smooth liquid liberally onto himself and on his fingers.

Sakuragi winced in pain as another two fingers joined the one already in his throbbing hole, this time accompanied by a cool and slick feeling and the burn of being stretched beyond the norm.

\"Stupid fox,\" Hanamichi cursed from his state of pained pleasure. \"Get your fingers out of my ass damnit,\" he protested feebly. \"Just wait till I get my hands on you.\"

Rukawa paid no heed to Sakuragi\'s complaints and instead positioned himself at Sakuragi\'s pink hole.

\"Ready?\" Without waiting for any sort of reply, Rukawa began pounding viciously into Sakuragi. Pain was evident in Sakuragi\'s face but pleasure soon began to fill his senses and he could hear himself shouting Rukawa\'s name as they approached their climax. As the redhead began to mewl, Rukawa knew he had found his prostate. Pounding even harder into the willing body beneath him, Rukawa was rewarded with the most exquisite feeling of Sakuragi’s hot channel spasming around him as the redhead reached his peak.

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Meanwhile, Mitsui was infinitely more gentle with Kogure. After all the preliminary kissing and foreplay, he had finally managed to coerce Kogure into a most vulnerable position: with his two legs spread far apart and the tiny pink hole below staring at Mitsui invitingly.

\"I’ll be gentle with you,\" Mitsui promised as he positioned himself at the entrance.

Kogure nodded hazily and bit into his lower lip as his attacker turned lover slowly entered him. The initial pain was blinding and he wanted to scream aloud, but Mitsui silenced him by kissing him. Inch by inch, he moved in after waiting for Kogure\'s tight virginal passage adjust to his supreme-sized penis (or so he would like to believe).

Soon, Mitsui was pounding into his friend without restraint. Kogure dug his fingers into Mitsui\'s back. As they approach their climax, Mitsui roared, \"Kogure\" at the same time Kogure responded with equal fervor: \"AKAGI!\"

They slumped down together, their libido spent. Mitsui closed his eyes and breathed out raggedly, \"I did not just hear that.\"

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With a last final push, Rukawa filled Sakuragi with his seed, and noticing Sakuragi\'s wincing face, he gently disengaged from the tearing boy. Staring into Sakuragi\'s eyes, using one slim finger, he slowly wiped off Sakuragi\'s tears. \"Do\'aho, don\'t cry \" Rukawa whispered passionately into the ears of a very shocked Sakuragi. Gathering the bundle of redhead tightly into his arms, he soothingly pushed back his hair and laid a sweet, passionate kiss on Sakuragi\'s forehead.

Mitsui gently detangled himself from Kogure’s limbs and climbed to his feet. He began pulling on his clothes when his gaze locked on the two freshmen still entwined on the floor. A frown marred his face at the sight. If anything his desire for the luscious redhead had grown after finally getting a chance to taste the sweetness of his skin. Oh well, tomorrow would be another day. And he would have him, of that he was certain. And he would show the younger boy what a real ace could do. Suddenly, his frown changed into what could only be described as a predatory smile. Watch out Sakuragi Hanamichi, Mitsui Hisashi is gonna get you.
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