Kaidoh's Dream Date

Chapter 2: Inui Hollers

The Viper was sleeping on the floor in front of the tv, hissing and twitching a little, as Inui worked on tweaking his new drink recipe on the counter that separated the kitchen from the family room in the Kaidoh home. He’d need to experiment before he got just the right mix. The data specialist was eager to test his new modifications to the drink in a real match, and the one with Jyousei Shonan on Saturday, two days away, would be perfect. As Inui carefully added a zucchini to the blender, the Viper let out a loud hiss. Inui thought the louder noise from the blender might have awakened him, but Kaidoh’s eyes were still shut and his body lax.

He hadn’t expected Kaidoh to fall asleep so early in the middle of a tv show or to be a troubled sleeper. Something lately was a little off about the Viper, something subtle that Inui couldn’t quite grasp. Hmm, maybe he should try a little of his new drink on Kaidoh? It might help him sleep more soundly. Kaidoh gave out a little whimper in his sleep that made Inui freeze. He’d never heard the Viper make a sound like that before, and it bothered him.

“Ahhhhhhh,” came from the sleeping Kaidoh.

Inui felt the hairs stand up on the back of his neck. Kaidoh had moaned like he was in pain—or like he was in ecstasy. Was he having an erotic dream? Inui’s brain seemed to just stop at this point. A little mewl came from the sleeping teen, and Inui found himself walking over to stare down at Kaidoh.

The Viper was wearing one of those tank tops that he liked, the tops that showed off his muscled arms and strong shoulders. This one, his dark pink one, was cut so low under his arms, a good bit of his pecs were showing.

“Ahhhhhhh,” said Kaidoh again, rolling over on to his back. Inui blinked behind his glasses; well, that made one thing very clear about the dream the Viper was having. He wouldn’t have an erection poking up his shorts like that unless it was a sexual dream. His tank had twisted and shifted, too, revealing one nipple—also firm and full of blood. Inui could feel the color creeping up his cheeks and a little stirring in his own groin. No!

He strode back into the kitchen, standing behind the counter, noting that he was now about 30% hard and breathing faster than normal. Kaidoh whimpered, and Inui felt more blood rushing to his cock. This was ridiculous! He couldn’t listen to this. Kaidoh wasn’t gay, and he’d be upset to find his sempai aroused by him. Inui shook his head, poured himself a large glass of his drink and downed it. His erection went down immediately. Excellent! No one on the tennis team, no, no one at Seigaku, knew he was gay. They might suspect, but they didn’t know. And it had to stay that way. It would hurt the team badly, upsetting their chemistry and making the locker room uncomfortable.

“Ahhhhhh,” moaned Kaidoh, and Inui poured himself more of the drink and hastily sipped it. His energy drinks always had this effect—they kept him from getting an erection and got rid of one if he already was aroused. Since he had to suppress and hide his sexuality all while spending most of his days watching men he found amazingly sexy, well, that was one reason he loved his drinks. But this, this sight of Kaidoh’s erection and those noises—god, no, this was too much to deal with. He had to wake the Viper up and make him stop. He’d get him to drink a glass of the new mixture—it would probably knock him out, and if it didn’t, it certainly would get rid of his erection. No doubt the mere sight of me with the pitcher will make him feel afraid and ill, though Inui. But for some reason that thought didn’t give him a thrill of pleasure like it usually did. He doesn’t need a pitcher, just a glass, Inui told himself.

Kaidoh hissed a little, and Inui quickly poured a large glass of his new drink and went back over to stand above the sleeping teenager at his head. “Kaidoh,” he said. “Kaidoh, I want you to get up and drink this.”

“Inui . . . I’ll . . . “

Kaidou didn’t seem awake yet although he was talking, and his erection was still, well, impressive. “Kaidoh, I want you to drink this now,” said Inui loudly and forcefully.

“Inui . . . I’ll swallow . . . all . . . no fucking . . . suck you . . . Inui—ahhhhhhhh!”

Inui’s eyebrows rose, his hand shook, and his cock stiffened in his pants. He chugged down the glass of drink, and his cock went down, but he started to sway—oh no! Oh, god, it was still too strong, and he’d drunk too much. He couldn’t focus. The room was spinning a bit. The glass fell out of Inui’s hand, hit the carpet without breaking, and rolled away. Inui sank down to his knees by Kaidoh’s head confused.

“Kaaaaidooooo . . . “ he tried to say, swaying, before finally falling forward over the Viper’s head.

“Hissssssssssss!”

Inui tried to talk, tried to move, freaking out in his mind. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! My crotch is in his face! Kaidoh will hate me! He’ll freak out! Thank god I’m not hard!

“Inui!” he heard—and felt—Kaidoh say against his flaccid penis inside his gym shorts.

God! I have to explain, thought Inui. Come on, come on, mouth, talk! Tell him it’s because of the drink, “Drink . . . my . . . .”

Kaidoh moaned, and to Inui’s horror he felt his cock start to stiffen against Kaidoh’s face. Then a hand gripped his ass—Kaidoh’s hand, Kaidoh’s hand is on my ass, squeezing it! Inui’s cock went completely hard.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Inui tried to talk, to think, but all that came out of his mouth was “Kaaaaidooooh.”

The Viper’s hands moved, forcing his body up a bit, and over the fabric of Inui’s shorts, Kaidoh licked at the data specialist’s fully erect penis.

“Ahhhhhhhhh,” came out of Inui’s mouth, and his cock jerked in his shorts, wacking Kaidoh in the face.

“Need access,” said Kaidoh, his hands pulling at Inui’s shorts and boxers.

“Ahhhhhhhh,” said Inui’s throat, for his mind had simply shut down at Kaidoh’s words. His cock, however, responded with more twitches.

Inui’s black shorts and boxers, caught on his erection, suddenly uncaught with one of those twitches of his penis he couldn’t control. Both shorts and boxers were jerked away by Kaidoh. Inui’s cock bounced back down and hit Kaidoh’s face.

“Hisssssssssssss.”

The air coming out of Kaidoh’s mouth blew against the side of his penis, feeling so good that Inui let out another moan. And then, oh god, then, he felt Kaidoh’s tongue on the side of his naked cock, and his whole body shuddered at the overwhelming pleasure of it. But it got better, oh, god, better! Kaidoh was pushing and moving him, and then the tip of Inui’s cock slid into the Viper’s mouth.

Mother of god! That felt about 60% better than he thought it would! Inui’s hips pushed down without his mind’s permission, and Kaidoh’s fingernails dug into his skin. The Viper hissed around Inui’s cock that had pushed down deep into his mouth, pressing at the entrance to his throat, and the sensation made Inui adjust that percentage up to 90%. But the sound of Kaidoh and the spasming of his fingers against Inui’s skin made him pull his hips up a bit. Dear god, I can move again, I should stop this, he thought. But Kaidoh’s tongue was flicking over him, his mouth on him—Kaidoh, the one Inui thought the sexiest of all his teammates.

He’d gotten dangerously attracted to Kaidoh ever since they’d started training together and playing doubles. He had to keep his special drinks nearby when Kaidoh got in the river and swung that wet towel. He had this habit of dunking in the water when he got hot that just, well, did things to Inui’s cock. Oh, god, how would he be able to watch Kaidoh now and not get hard, now that he’d felt his mouth? Inui had planned in college to find a boyfriend; he hadn’t expected to experience a blowjob until he was years older. This, this wasn’t what he’d planned.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Kaaaaaidoooooooh,” he moaned, thrusting just a little with his hips, testing to see what Kaidoh could take. Part of his mind was coldly taking data from this even as another part was freaking out, and yet another part was in pure bliss. Inui’s body was shuddering and just responding with no reservations, no coolness at all. But yes, Kaidoh could take him in that deep, but maybe just a little deeper? Ah, yes, yes, that far was ok too. Now for a bit deeper—oh, oh, yes, good, good. Kaidoh is a fast learner. Or am I not his first? Does he have a secret boyfriend? And then his body seemed to take over from his mind, and Inui thrust in harder and a lot deeper. Kaidoh made a choking noise, and Inui jerked back up, horrified. What was wrong with him?

“The drink—I—“ Inui’s attempt to explain that his new drink had made him fall down was abandoned as Kaidoh’s hands pulled his cock back down into his mouth—and into his throat.

“Kaidoh!” he hollered, overwhelmed. That was—oh my fucking god—amazing! Truly amazing! And holy shit, the second time felt just as good! “Oh, fuck! Kaidoh! Fuck!”

He took over the pace, sliding in and out of Kaidoh’s mouth, listening for sounds to indicate he had gone too deep, or he was hurting the Viper. But to his shock, Kaidoh seemed to love it, and he moved his right arm down, pushing down his shorts, pulling out his cock. Inui’s head turned, and he felt himself tremble again.

Kaidoh’s cock curved like a cobra—oh, god, his cock was as snakelike as his tennis and hissing. It was gorgeous, thick, glistening—and Inui couldn’t take his eyes off it. He’d watched porn, had seen many images of naked men, men with hard penises, men touching themselves. But this was real, this was right there, so close, and it was KAIDOH! He had felt so guilty when Kaidoh’s image would pop in his head when masturbating this past month—he’d put it down to training with him so much. He would never act on it his fantasies and attraction to Kaidoh, he always told himself, not only because of the team, but because Kaidoh was straight.

But no straight guy would be so hard, his cock dripping, with another man’s cock in his throat! No straight guy would suck so hard, take his cock into the back of his throat, hiss around it, sucking like he desperately wanted to taste his cum! No, no, he couldn’t be straight—he was clawing at Inui, jerking himself, and sucking him so, so—perfectly another part of his mind supplied.

This, this was real, wasn’t it? Inui bit his lip—oh, god, yes, it was real! How had his data on Kaidoh been wrong? Why the fuck care? Oh, god, Kaidoh! “Ohhhhhhhhhh!” he moaned, arching his body, to pull almost all the way out of Kaidoh’s mouth, just to feel that mouth tightening on him, trying to keep him in.

Kaidoh’s hand flew off his cock to push Inui’s groin back down, and Inui’s hand just went to replace it without thinking. He groaned at the feeling of wrapping his hand around an erection that wasn’t his own for the first time in his life. This—this was too much, too much data, too much sensation, too much pleasure! The feel of that curved cock in his hand, the feel of Kaidoh’s mouth and hands, the sight of the precum leaking out of Kaidoh’s cock, the sound of his moans and hisses—and the sheer heaven of how they felt around his dick—dear god!

“Kaidoh! Oh, god, Kaidoh! Kaidoh!” He jerked and thrust, and his mind went into that state where he couldn’t calculate, just observe. He was going to come soon, so soon, but he wanted the Viper to come first or with him. “Kaidoh, Kaidoh, let go and come! Kaidoh!”

And he did—oh god, he was coming! The sight was so hot, he couldn’t hold back his own orgasm either. He had to pull out! With a cry, he let go of that cock shaking and spraying out cum, forcing himself back up on his knees.

He started coming before he got all the way out, and Kaidoh seemed to fight him, his mouth rolling and rising to try to cling to his cock. But the Viper was coming, too, and his body wouldn’t respond well to his obvious wish, and Inui’s cock popped out his mouth and shot some cum on his face.

“No, Inui! Oh, god!” To Inui’s shock, Kaidoh looked horrified, unhappy. That didn’t make sense—the data had all suggested that the odds of Kaidoh being unhappy at his pulling out were—oh, god, he didn’t have enough data! None of this made any sense!

Kaidoh’s eyes fell shut, and he said, “I can’t swallow if you pull out. Don’t punish me.”

Punish him? What? “Kaidoh, why would you think I would punish you for something that was all my fault?”

The Viper’s eyes flew open, and he looked at Inui his face now showing terror. His cheeks went bright red.

Suddenly it all clicked in Inui’s mind, “Where you dreaming of me when I fell on you? Did I threaten you in your dream?”

It was there in Kaidoh’s face, the answer. Yes, he had—oh god, no doubt he had been dreaming of making love to a woman, and I found him—he worked my voice into his dream, worked my falling down, my cock into his dream. He thought he had to do this, had to suck me! He didn’t want to do it! Hurt filled Inui—irrational, illogical hurt, a part of his mind said, a part that was somehow immune to the pain and coldly noting Kaidoh’s facial expressions and breathing rate.

Inui rose to his feet and jerked up his boxers and shorts. He didn’t know what to do; he had no data on any of this. He scrambled around Kaidoh and headed for the kitchen. His data book on Kaidoh was there, and he needed to look at it. If he could have his book and pencil in his hand, he could think. He got to the counter and stared at the pitcher in front of him containing the rest of his new mixture. It would help—it would make this desire for Kaidoh go away. He could think then. He was so rattled that he was having trouble standing, trouble focusing—just trouble.

Inui lifted up the pitcher and gulped down the rest of the drink. He lowered it. Yes, yes, it was all clear now, clear as day. He was in love with Kaidoh Kaoru; he had been for months.

And that was when Inui Sadaharu fell to the kitchen floor, out cold.