School Trip

School Trip
By Anomay

Summary: Hiro and Shuichi have their own “study” session during an overnight school trip.

Author note: This is dedicated to Janette as a very late birthday present. Big thanks to Genesis Grey for beta-reading.


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Shuichi yawned widely and leaned his forehead on Hiro’s right shoulder, trying his best to stay awake. It was getting very late, and the speaker, Sagara-sensei, just wouldn’t shut up about the so-called Personal Development courses that they were required to take as Seniors in high school. Looking around in the large hotel conference room, Shuichi found that most students were either chatting with their friends or spacing out, none of them were paying attention to the enthusiastic speaker.

“My fellow students, let me give my last advice to you as your mentor and teacher in life: Study hard for your college exams. Do not slack off, as your exam results will determine your future for the next fifty years. Getting into a good university should be your number one priority in life now! Be a good student, be respectful to your seniors, and you will have a successful life like mine. That’s all for tonight.” Sagara-sensei paused, as if waiting for the students to clap for his speech.

When he got no response, he continued, voice raised ten times louder than before. “Listen! If you have any questions at all, do not hesitate to drop by to my office at any time. You may be dismissed.”

Shuichi jumped up and knocked over his chair, causing Hiro to fall over.

“It’s finally over! It was so boring. Hiro, let’s head back to our room! I’m hungry. Do you have any snacks with you?” Shuichi said at the top of his lungs - he was completely oblivious to the dirty looks Sagara-sensei gave him.

Hiro rubbed his back and stood up with the help of Shuichi’s extended hand. “Yeah, I do, but keep your voice down, buddy.”

“What are you talking about? The session is over, Mr. Good-Student. It’s finally free time for students, and I can scream if I want to!” Shuichi took Hiro’s hand and ran towards the elevator. “Quick! We’ll beat the crowd and be the first ones to go back!”

They squeezed themselves into the overly crowded elevator together.

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Shuichi threw himself onto the empty hotel bed and sighed happily after he finished two cups of instant noodles at record speed.

“Where’s everyone?” Shuichi asked. Two of their classmates were supposed to stay with them in the same room.

“Yamato should be over at his girlfriend’s room right now, and I have no idea where Nohara went.” Hiro threw a pillow at Shuichi idly from the other bed.

“I see. It doesn’t really matter! Now that I’ve eaten, I’m not sleepy anymore. So what should we do tonight? Poker?” Shuichi kicked the pillow back and rolled over on to his stomach.

“You know you’ll always lose to me no matter how many times we play.”

“That’s cruel! I only have bad luck most of the time! It has nothing to do with my skills.” Shuichi said. “Hiro, what are you going to do after we graduate? Are you going to apply to a university?”

“I didn’t know you were listening to Sagara-sensei, Shuichi. That’s unusual” Hiro raised an eyebrow and grinned.

“Hiro! Be serious!” Shuichi pouted.

“Just joking, mate. Well, my mom wants me to become a medical doctor. I don’t know what I want to do yet.”

Shuichi picked the pillow up from the floor and embraced it with both arms. “You can be anything if you put your heart into it. You’re smart.”

“What are you going to do? It’s not too late to study for the entrance exams. I’ll tutor you every day if that’s what you want to do.”

Shuichi shook his head. “My grades are pathetic. I don’t know if I can even graduate. You know, I’ve been thinking - I want to give music a real try. Sakuma-san formed Nittle Grasper at age sixteen, you know. I’m seventeen now. I don’t want to be just another salary man and work myself to death.”

“If you’re going to form a band, I’ll be your guitarist. We’ll take the music industry by storm!”

Shuichi’s eyes brightened. “Do you mean it?”

“Of course. Being a musician is a lot cooler than being a doctor! We should call ourselves – let’s see – I know, Bad Luck! You’re infamous for being unlucky. Good name?” Hiro smiled and nodded. “We’ll just have an ominous star to guide us through the highs and lows of the entertainment industry. That’ll totally work!”

“Bad luck, eh? Ok, it’s decided!” Shuichi took two cans of coke from the fridge and tossed one to Hiro. “To the success of our new band!”

Hiro drank half the can in one go. “We got the looks and talent. There’s no way we can’t be successful, Shuichi! I’ll be the official chick magnet, and you’ll attract the guys – it all works out perfectly!”

Shuichi’s eyes widened in disbelief. “How come I’m the designated one to get the guys? You are the girly one – look at your hair!”

Hiro crossed his legs and rolled his eyes. “You really don’t understand, do you? If anything, my hair only enhances my masculinity. The girls in school are head over heel in love with it, don’t you see. You, on the other hand, are tiny and delicate. If I were to put make-up on your heart-shaped face, you could pass for a chick in any days.”

“Hey, that’s not true! Besides, just because I’m short doesn’t mean I am – I am – never mind! I make it up by other areas. You just can’t see it.” Shuichi covered himself with a blanket, exposing only his head.

“Oh yeah? Do show me then. I want to see.”

I c I can’t! Just take my word for it, damn it.”

Hiro grinned and tore the blanket away from Shuichi. “What is it that you can’t show me? I thought I knew everything about you already.”

Shuichi turned an interesting shade of red and fought Hiro for his blanket. “It’s not up for – public display.”

Hiro finally managed to yank the blanket away. He sat on Shuichi’s bed and whispered to his ear. “There’s only the two of us here. What I do, see and hear tonight will stay in this room. Come on! Are you a man or not?”

Shuichi groaned. “Of course I’m a man! Look – it’s my asset, okay? I haven’t seen anyone who has one bigger than mine. Yeah, I’ve checked them all out in lockers room. That shows that I’m a man’s man! So stop harassing me!”

Hiro tried to hide the laughter in his tone, but he didn’t think he was too successful. “I don’t believe you until I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

If it was possible, Shuichi’s face turned even more scarlet than before. “When have I lied to you before?”

“It doesn’t matter. I still want to see for myself. Here, I have a ruler. Show me.”

Shuichi bit his lips. “I won’t be the only one doing this!”

Hiro started to laugh. It was a small price to pay to torment Shuichi. He was such a fun one to tease. “All right. Deal.”

Hiro unzipped his pants, used the ruler for measurement and proclaimed proudly. “Ok, seven and a half inches. Your turn now.”

Shuichi tried his best not to look, but his eyes were glued to the scene in front of him. He swallowed audibly and closed his eyes. “Hand me the ruler.” Back facing Hiro, he took his limp manhood out from his jeans and measured it. “Eight inches. I win.”

Hiro pushed Shuichi down onto the bed, causing the boy to whimper. “So it’s eight inches at normal times. Big deal. It doesn’t mean anything! Let’s get it up and see what will we get.”

Hiro started to plumb Shuichi’s cock with his right hand, and he got faster as Shuichi moaned louder. That was easier than he thought – Shuichi’s cock went stiff almost instantly.

Shuichi threw his head back and spread his thighs, panting heavily as he grasped the cotton bed sheet underneath him. His jeans were pushed down to his knees, and it stopped him from moving around. Hiro’s hand felt much better than his own - Shuichi didn’t want Hiro to stHe bHe bit hard on his lips to stop himself from screaming as Hiro gave him a particularly tight squeeze.

“Ok, it’s ten inches when excited. You win, Shuichi.” Hiro withdrew his hand, and held up the ruler as if to surrender.

Shuichi had forgotten about the contest already until Hiro reminded him. “What – you’re still on that?” Seeing Hiro had no intention to continue now that he had accomplished his goal, Shuichi grumbled. “What the …? Finish what you had star Don Don’t just leave me – leave me – like this!”

Just when Hiro was leaning towards Shuichi, there was a loud knock on the door. Shuichi and Hiro looked at each other, horrified. Blanket wrapped around his waist, Shuichi rushed into the bathroom and turned on the tap.

Hiro put the ruler back to his backpack and opened the door. It was their classmates Yamato and Nohara.

“We lost our card keys, thank god you’re in the room! Where’s Shindou?” Yamato asked as he entered the room.

Hiro pointed to the bathroom. “Shuichi’s taking a shower. We were just talking about what Sagara-sensei said earlier.”

Nohara gave Hiro an incredulous look. “I found Sagara’s preaching way boring. Don’t you have better ways to spend your time?”

Hiro was about to answer, but he was interrupted by Shuichi’s cry from the shower. “IT’S TOO COLD!”

Hiro shrugged and smiled to the two boys. “The lecture got him too excited. You know, my best friend tends to overdo things sometimes.”

~The End~