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We just heard WHAT?
\"We just heard WHAT?!\".
A Slam Dunk fanfic by Maria.
Written for 30 Lemons LJ comm. Themes: #2. (The Audience) and #19 (The Gymnasium, or, \"Who Likes Short-Shorts?\")
Disclaimer: Not mine. Inoue\'s.
Rating: NC-17.
Description: NEVER have sex in the sound room next to your school\'s gym without taking precautions... Male/male contents. Slightly inspired in a certain doujinshii.
***
\"... Great\", Mitsui murmured. \"THIS is what I get for getting up early for practice, dammit?\".
The 3-point specialist stood in front of the closed school gym. He had programmed his alarm clock to sound earlier, since Miyagi had complained that lately he was arriving too late for weekend practices - however, it rang TOO early and he wasn\'t able to sleep in again. So, he decided to do something instead than just whining, and went to practice anyway thinking that maybe someone else was up as early as he was...
But no one else did the same.
\"I woke up my parents, got scolded, almost choked on my breakfast, and ran the whole way hoping that Miyagi the Morning Person would be here too... for nothing. Sheeesh\".
Now, Hisashi Mitsui was standing alone, with his sports bag on the ground, and feeling that all his effort (not that it was too much, anyway) was in vain. He stared at his watch (which had the correct hour, but he didn\'t bother to look at it until that moment)... 09:00. Well, there was still an hour left, and he didn\'t want to waste it by moping.
\"I could always start practising on my own...\", he started out loud.
\"But you\'ll need the key to open the door, so!\".
That voice... He always loved to hear it, indeed. Mitsui smiled before he turned to see a young, sweet-faced young man with glasses, standing close to him with a sports bag in his hand.
\"Kogure\", he said. \"What are you doing here?\".
\"The same you\'re doing, Mitsui\", was the simple answer. \"I got up too early, and instead of staying in bed I decided to come here and practice. After all, too much studying in these days is starting to fry my brains, so I needed to relax and...\".
Almost in a whim, Mitsui leaned over his friend and stole a brief kiss from his lips. He broke it almost immediately, and Kogure blinked almost in confusion.
\"Don\'t tell me any excuses\", he murmured, his voice sounding unusually tender. \"You miss me, and the same goes to me...\".
That was true. They weren\'t exactly boyfriends (at least not in the literal sense of the word), but neither were they just friends. They went into sort-of dates frequently (movies, Shinto shrines and festivals, the library)... and yes, they also slept together once in a while, and in fact Kogure\'s first time was with him (to the team\'s shock when they found out, which later turned into endless teasing). However, both the Winter Tournament and the university admission tests were completely sucking out their time, so both guys could barely spend some weekly hours on their own...
\"Mitsui\", the bespectabled man said, \"what can I say? It\'s just a thing of luck...\".
\"So, no time to whine\", the other replied with a chuckle. \"Shall we ask for the spare keys, and play a small one-in-one before Miyagi and the others arrive?\".
Kogure smiled back. \"Why not?\".
***
All of Kogure\'s senses were concentrated in his rival. Mitsui was standing in front of him, bouncing the ball, ready to attack - only waiting for a tiny crack in his concentration.
\"I\'m not gonna let you score that easily\", he whispered, blocking Mitsui\'s way efficiently. Mitsui tried to go to the right, but Kogure was quicker and stepped int front of him. But right then, the sunlight entering the gym through the window fully hit Kogure on the face, and momentarily blinded him.
\"Bingo!\".
In no time, Mitsui took the chance to surpass Kogure easily and score in his trademark way: the three-pointer shot that made him famous in Kanazawa years ago.
After gloating for some seconds, he turned to Kogure, and found him sitting on the floor and trying to get his glasses off.
\"Say, are you okay, Kogure?\", he asked worriedly.
\"I am... just wait a little...\".
Mitsui tried to take his friend\'s glasses off, but Kogure raised a hand to stop him, and finally managed to do it himself. He then kept his eyes closed for some seconds, trying to regain focus... When he was ready, Kogure slowly opened his eyes, and once his vision was more stable he put his glasses back.
\"Don\'t be sorry\", he said firmly, and he got up. \"Things just happen at times. And yes, I\'m feeling better\".
\"You kinda scared me\", the scarred man said. \"I almost thought it was...\".
\"Hm, since when are you *so* over-protective of me, Mitsui?\", Kogure asked teasingly. He expected the other to tease back, or to avoid the question and try to poise as a tough guy...
But Mitsui replied by kissing him. Whether to shut him up or something else... well, he didn\'t know, and after the initial surprise he decided that he didn\'t exactly care. So, Kogure started to kiss back... so, soon, what started as a simple kiss became an open-mouthed liplock, followed by a tight embrace.
Gods, things were really getting out of control.
When Mitsui\'s hand started to slip under his shirt, however, Kogure broke the kiss. His face was all red, yes, but so was Mitsui\'s...
\"Mitsui\", he murmured. \"I don\'t want to be caught here...\".
\"But I don\'t want to let go of you...\", the other man told him.
\"I didn\'t mean it in that way\", Kogure replied. And Mitsui got it perfectly. The scarred man held him closer, almost burying his face on his shoulder, and then Kogure heard the other whisper something in his ear.
\"Say... the keys you borrowed... are those *only* the gym ones?\".
\"Let\'s see, then...\".
They broke the embrace, and Kogure went to check on the sports bag where he had his stuff. He pulled the keys out of the bag\'s pockets and showed them to Mitsui.
\"It seems not. The red key is, if my memory serves me right, the one for the sound room...\".
In almost no time, Mitsui\'s hand grabbed Kogure\'s wrist, and he started to pull his friend out of the gym.
\"Wa-wait, Mitsui, hey! Let me at least close and lock the gym\'s door!\".
***
Oh, what a pretty sunny day. The long-haired girl walked down the streets slowly, feeling the warm air on her skin. Lordie, for an autumn day, it felt uncharacteristically warm. Almost like the summer that left few ago.
\"This will be one great day for practice...\".
\"Ayako-san!\", two cheerful voices called out to her at the same time.
\"Huh?!\".
Ayako turned and saw two youngsters walking towards her. One of them was her assistant and friend Haruko-chan, and she was as cute and happy as always; the other...
\"... Hanamichi Sakuragi!\", she gasped. There was no possible mistake - the red hair, the tallness, the big smile...
\"Hi, Ayako-san, how are you? Still sane after Ryouchin took over?\", he asked her. Ayako chose to ignore the last part. \"Did you forget that I, the Tensai, would ahve some free days from rehab which he\'d invest in a visit to Shohoku?\".
\"Yes, I do remember Haruko-chan telling me about it\", she started, \"but weren\'t you supposed to come next week?\".
\"I got released earlier since my tests were better than expected!\", and Sakuragi laughed out loud. \"So, I\'m here to tell you about my prowess! And to my super luck\", he suddenly stopped and blushed, \"I also found Haruko-san while going to the gym, and so we\'re going together...\".
\"I\'m so, so happy that I found you!\". Haruko laughed affectionately. \"Sakuragi-kun, you look so well, much better than the last time I and my brother visited you in the hospital...\".
Hanamichi laughed at this again, and started telling Haruko about his last rehab sessions, how he endured the long hours of exercises and therapy just to be in shape sooner and back to the court to help the team. Haruko listened to his babble patiently, giggling at his happiness...
\"Uhm\", Ayako murmured, \"seems those would-be lovebirds forgot why Sakuragi came here in the first place...\".
She pulled her paper fan out of her bag and lightly hit Sakuragi on the butt with it. \"Come on, then! Let\'s show the other what you\'re made of, eh?\".
Hanamichi made a face. \"Okay, Mommy...\".
\"Okay, WHAT?!\".
\"Er, let\'s just go, Sakuragi-kun, Ayako-san, okay?\".
***
After a quick wash-up in the outer water fountain next to the gym, Kogure opened the sound room\'s door, and both he and Mitsui stepped in. The latter quickly switched the lights on, closed the door and put the key in the lock just in case...
They didn\'t lose any time. Seconds later, Mitsui was already kissing his best friend anxiously... and to his happiness, the other man decided to kiss back fully, allowing him to slide his tongue inside of his mouth, fingers tangling on Mitsui\'s short black-blue hair.
\"Mi... tsui...\", he moaned softly when they parted. He then placed a gentle peck on Mitsui\'s chin, barely missing his scar and making him chuckle.
\"Your accuracy is lacking again...\".
\"And you wonder why...\".
Kogure\'s hand moved from his nape to his face; the long, slender fingets traced his jawline, then touched his neck, traced his Adam\'s apple...
Mitsui laughed, but this turned into a moan when Kogure replaced his fingers with his lips, and playfully kissed his neck. Lordie, the temperature in the sound room was getting higher and higher...
***
\"We\'re here!\", Haruko announced as the three friends arrived to the now-closed gym.
Sakuragi looked around happily, as if he had been gone for years and not just some weeks. His eyes were gleaming in anticipation. \"Hey, Ayako-san, does the Sunday practice still start at 10:00? Because, if Ryouchin doesn\'t arrive soon, shall I ask for the key?\".
\"No need for it; I have a spare one\".
Ayako searched in her purse, and triumphantly pulled out her keychain. \"Bingo!\".
\"Yes!\", and Sakuragi quickly snatched the keychain and the keys in it from Ayako\'s hand, quickly going towards the closed doors.
For once, Haruko\'s reactions were faster than Ayako\'s. She went towards her friend, very worried, and tried to stop him. \"Sakuragi-kun! Your back...\".
\"But I\'ll be okay! I need some exercising or my butt will sag...!\"
Only then he noticed that Haruko\'s small, slender hands were grabbing his own. They both stared into each other\'s eyes and blushed profusely.
***
Kogure\'s stronger-than-expected hands slipped under Mitsui\'s shirt, touching the sweat-slicked skin underneath the damp fabric. With a groan, the other man held him closer, and after he helped him to take off the shirt, he kisses Kogure\'s lips feverishly.
\"I\'ve missed you...\", he murmured against Kogure\'s ear when they broke the kiss, \"and not just because of your moral and emotional support...\".
Mitsui placed an arm around Kogure\'s slender waist, and his other hand on Kogure\'s hip. He then pressed his lower body aganst the other\'s, lightly rubbing their crotches together. And Kogure was the one who moaned the loudest.
\"Ah, Mitsui... You\'re making me die...\".
He wanted to say more. Yes, he did. But Mitsui\'s hand was now caressing his still-covered thigh, slowly getting closer to his crotch. He needed to lean on something, to keep his body balance quickly, or they\'d fall to the floor sooner or later...
His back was suddenly pressed against a desk. No, a control panel, or something like that. It was the sound room, after all... He didn\'t have time to really process this new information, though, because after hastily taking Kogure\'s glasses off and placing them on the panel, Mitsui\'s hands finally started to pull his pants and underwear down...
And Kogure\'s hand accidentally flicked a certain switch on, but at that rate, he simply didn\'t care.
***
\"There can\'t be two people more dense than those two in Shohoku!\", Ayako thought in frustration. Haruko-chan and Sakuragi Hanamichi had gone into sort of non-dates before, trained together, and all... Hell, the only things they had never done in all this time were kissing and saying The Words. And this was the perfect chance...
But they blew it. Instead, Haruko had quickly retired her hands, and Sakuragi even murmured a sort of apology while rubbing the mback of his red head. Like it was *so* wrong to be friends since the start of the year and get along scaringly well - as much as a shy little girl and an ex-gangster could. Haruko had already realized that her crush on Rukawa was hopeless, since he\'d never see her as more than his ex-captain\'s sister; so, Sakuragi should have it somewhat easier...
\"Dumbasses, those two\".
A still beet red Sakuragi opened the door, and Ayako decided to go straight towards the ball\'s baskets. But right then, she heard a strange noise... like someone trying to muffle his or her.. moans?
\"Who the hell is making out in this...?\", she murmured and went towards the door.
\"Ayako-san!\".
She turned and faced the other two kids. They were still flustered, but that embarrassment didn\'t seem to come from their former moment anymore.
\"... Did you hear *that*?\", Sakuragi asked. His voice sounded odd.
\"Yes, but...\".
The moans were not louder. And they now heard two voices instead of one. But they were the only persons in the surroundings! How come...?
\"Ayako-san\", Haruko whispered, \"aren\'t those voices... Kogure-san\'s and Mitsui-san\'s?\".
It took Ayako less than three seconds tyo put two and two together.
\"... Shit!\".
***
\"... Do you have lube or something with you, Mitsui?\".
Damn, Kogure had to ask that when they were already naked on the floor, holding each other tightly. What a crappy timing.
\"... No\", he murmured. \"And if you\'re asking, it means...\".
\"I also didn\'t think about bringing some myself...\".
Mitsui felt like hitting his head against the floor. First coming to school earlier than needed, later the almost accident Kogure had while playing, and now *this*?
However, Kogure managed to get his composure back. He brought his hands up to Mitsui\'s face, placed them at each side of it, and smiled sweetly.
\"You see... don\'t worry\". He placed a brief kiss on Mitsui\'s lips. \"Remember that this isn\'t the only way...\".
And it took Mitsui less than a second to think of one of those. \"You said so\".
The taller man rested his head against the crook of his best friend\'s neck, then kissed it tenderly. Meanwhile, his own hand went lower, caressing Kogure\'s sides, and then sliding down towards his crotch...
\"Aaaah...\", the other moaned when Mitsui\'s hand reached his organ and started to squeeze gently. His eyes widened at the touch, and his hips raised to have more of it.
\"I told you so...\", and Mitsui\'s grip on Kogure tightened. He almost cried out, torn between pleasure and pain. Mitsui noticed the last part, and chose a lighter but fast touch to continue his labor.
\"Mitsui... let me... return it...\", Kogure gasped between moans. His own hand mimicked Mitsui\'s last actions; it slowly made its way down Mitsui\'s body, to reach between his legs and start stroking fast, urgently.
And damn, the loud moans that came from Mitsui\'s mouth were just the push he needed to do it even faster.
***
Haruko was shocked. Those noises... Yes, she was very naïve, but not even she was *that* dense, to not realize (at least partially) what was going on.
She had thought at first that they were too tired from a possible morning practice to talk normally, and that was why they sounded breathless. But soon Mitsui was telling Kogure how great his touch was, and Kogure was saying the other man\'s name between moans and grunts...
There had to be another explanation to it. One not related to the too many yaoi doujinshiis (borrowed from Matsui and Ayako, of course) that she was reading lately behind her brother\'s back. Because *that* was what those noise sounded like.
Yes, she had thought so. But then, when she was trying to get herself to move and search for the source of the noises, both Ayako and Sakuragi held her back. Ayako by the arm, Hanamichi with a hand on her shoulder. And when she turned to them, ready to ask why, she saw that both of them looked like they were searching for a table to sink under.
She opened her mouth... and could *not* talk.
***
Kogure\'s mind was completely lost under the pleasure caused by Mitsui\'s hand jerking him off. This wasn\'t exactly the idea he had in his midn when he came to the gym searching or a way to release tension, but it was So Incredibly Effective...
\"Mitsui... Mitsui... faster...\", he murmured. He could hear Mitsui whispering something in his ear, something that sounded incredibly similar to this request...
And both of them complied. Hands moved faster, mouth met in sloppy and passionate kisses, and soon Kogure felt his body going rigid as he was in the verge of climax...
***
Sakuragi couldn\'t believe it. Yes, he had teased Kogure about his closeness to Mitsui once or twice in the past. Yes, he had noticed how the three-pooint shooter seemed to soften when his old friend was there. And yes, Akagi had hit him on the head when he tried to tease them about being almost like boyfriends.
But as much as he loved his friends, hearing them having sex was Another Story. And there he was, completely embarrassed, with his hand on Haruko-san\'s shoulder since he didn\'t want her to do anything, and looking at Ayako-san who was as flustered as he was.
And Ryouchin was nowhere in sight. Maybe if he arrived, he would actually *do* something, even if just pull them all away from there, or go towards the source himself.
Whatever, he didn\'t care what Ryouchin would do, but he just wanted to be able to *stop thinking about those noises, dammit!*
***
It took Kogure several seconds to get his mind working normally. And even then, he didn\'t exactly felt like moving. Not with Mitsui lying next to him, both naked on the floor after their \"session\".
\"... Mitsui...\", he murmured. The other man raised his face from his shoulder and looked at him.
\"Mmmmm...\"
\"Time to go back\".
The other looked at him smugly, but unlike other times he didn\'t protest. If the team caught them all sweaty and smelling funny *before* the practice\", there\'d be LOTS of questions. Which he SO did not want to answer.
\"... \'Kay\".
Kogure was the one who got dressed the fastest, and as he watched Mitsui doing likewise, he leaned on the panel. His hand touched a switch in it...
Wait, the switch was down? It wasn\'t supposed to be!
Kogure froze on that spot. If that switch was the one he thought it was, he and mitsui would be in BIG trouble. True, there weren\'t any professors or school authorities around the gym, but the guys...
He regained his wits, and disimulately flicked the switch up. Then, when Mitsui was done and opened the sound room\'s door to go to the showers, he promptly followed him. There was no time to think about it, they had to get ready as soon as possible...
As he ran after Mitsui, he didn\'t see the three blushing teenagers standing not too far from the gym\'s door.
--- end
A Slam Dunk fanfic by Maria.
Written for 30 Lemons LJ comm. Themes: #2. (The Audience) and #19 (The Gymnasium, or, \"Who Likes Short-Shorts?\")
Disclaimer: Not mine. Inoue\'s.
Rating: NC-17.
Description: NEVER have sex in the sound room next to your school\'s gym without taking precautions... Male/male contents. Slightly inspired in a certain doujinshii.
***
\"... Great\", Mitsui murmured. \"THIS is what I get for getting up early for practice, dammit?\".
The 3-point specialist stood in front of the closed school gym. He had programmed his alarm clock to sound earlier, since Miyagi had complained that lately he was arriving too late for weekend practices - however, it rang TOO early and he wasn\'t able to sleep in again. So, he decided to do something instead than just whining, and went to practice anyway thinking that maybe someone else was up as early as he was...
But no one else did the same.
\"I woke up my parents, got scolded, almost choked on my breakfast, and ran the whole way hoping that Miyagi the Morning Person would be here too... for nothing. Sheeesh\".
Now, Hisashi Mitsui was standing alone, with his sports bag on the ground, and feeling that all his effort (not that it was too much, anyway) was in vain. He stared at his watch (which had the correct hour, but he didn\'t bother to look at it until that moment)... 09:00. Well, there was still an hour left, and he didn\'t want to waste it by moping.
\"I could always start practising on my own...\", he started out loud.
\"But you\'ll need the key to open the door, so!\".
That voice... He always loved to hear it, indeed. Mitsui smiled before he turned to see a young, sweet-faced young man with glasses, standing close to him with a sports bag in his hand.
\"Kogure\", he said. \"What are you doing here?\".
\"The same you\'re doing, Mitsui\", was the simple answer. \"I got up too early, and instead of staying in bed I decided to come here and practice. After all, too much studying in these days is starting to fry my brains, so I needed to relax and...\".
Almost in a whim, Mitsui leaned over his friend and stole a brief kiss from his lips. He broke it almost immediately, and Kogure blinked almost in confusion.
\"Don\'t tell me any excuses\", he murmured, his voice sounding unusually tender. \"You miss me, and the same goes to me...\".
That was true. They weren\'t exactly boyfriends (at least not in the literal sense of the word), but neither were they just friends. They went into sort-of dates frequently (movies, Shinto shrines and festivals, the library)... and yes, they also slept together once in a while, and in fact Kogure\'s first time was with him (to the team\'s shock when they found out, which later turned into endless teasing). However, both the Winter Tournament and the university admission tests were completely sucking out their time, so both guys could barely spend some weekly hours on their own...
\"Mitsui\", the bespectabled man said, \"what can I say? It\'s just a thing of luck...\".
\"So, no time to whine\", the other replied with a chuckle. \"Shall we ask for the spare keys, and play a small one-in-one before Miyagi and the others arrive?\".
Kogure smiled back. \"Why not?\".
***
All of Kogure\'s senses were concentrated in his rival. Mitsui was standing in front of him, bouncing the ball, ready to attack - only waiting for a tiny crack in his concentration.
\"I\'m not gonna let you score that easily\", he whispered, blocking Mitsui\'s way efficiently. Mitsui tried to go to the right, but Kogure was quicker and stepped int front of him. But right then, the sunlight entering the gym through the window fully hit Kogure on the face, and momentarily blinded him.
\"Bingo!\".
In no time, Mitsui took the chance to surpass Kogure easily and score in his trademark way: the three-pointer shot that made him famous in Kanazawa years ago.
After gloating for some seconds, he turned to Kogure, and found him sitting on the floor and trying to get his glasses off.
\"Say, are you okay, Kogure?\", he asked worriedly.
\"I am... just wait a little...\".
Mitsui tried to take his friend\'s glasses off, but Kogure raised a hand to stop him, and finally managed to do it himself. He then kept his eyes closed for some seconds, trying to regain focus... When he was ready, Kogure slowly opened his eyes, and once his vision was more stable he put his glasses back.
\"Don\'t be sorry\", he said firmly, and he got up. \"Things just happen at times. And yes, I\'m feeling better\".
\"You kinda scared me\", the scarred man said. \"I almost thought it was...\".
\"Hm, since when are you *so* over-protective of me, Mitsui?\", Kogure asked teasingly. He expected the other to tease back, or to avoid the question and try to poise as a tough guy...
But Mitsui replied by kissing him. Whether to shut him up or something else... well, he didn\'t know, and after the initial surprise he decided that he didn\'t exactly care. So, Kogure started to kiss back... so, soon, what started as a simple kiss became an open-mouthed liplock, followed by a tight embrace.
Gods, things were really getting out of control.
When Mitsui\'s hand started to slip under his shirt, however, Kogure broke the kiss. His face was all red, yes, but so was Mitsui\'s...
\"Mitsui\", he murmured. \"I don\'t want to be caught here...\".
\"But I don\'t want to let go of you...\", the other man told him.
\"I didn\'t mean it in that way\", Kogure replied. And Mitsui got it perfectly. The scarred man held him closer, almost burying his face on his shoulder, and then Kogure heard the other whisper something in his ear.
\"Say... the keys you borrowed... are those *only* the gym ones?\".
\"Let\'s see, then...\".
They broke the embrace, and Kogure went to check on the sports bag where he had his stuff. He pulled the keys out of the bag\'s pockets and showed them to Mitsui.
\"It seems not. The red key is, if my memory serves me right, the one for the sound room...\".
In almost no time, Mitsui\'s hand grabbed Kogure\'s wrist, and he started to pull his friend out of the gym.
\"Wa-wait, Mitsui, hey! Let me at least close and lock the gym\'s door!\".
***
Oh, what a pretty sunny day. The long-haired girl walked down the streets slowly, feeling the warm air on her skin. Lordie, for an autumn day, it felt uncharacteristically warm. Almost like the summer that left few ago.
\"This will be one great day for practice...\".
\"Ayako-san!\", two cheerful voices called out to her at the same time.
\"Huh?!\".
Ayako turned and saw two youngsters walking towards her. One of them was her assistant and friend Haruko-chan, and she was as cute and happy as always; the other...
\"... Hanamichi Sakuragi!\", she gasped. There was no possible mistake - the red hair, the tallness, the big smile...
\"Hi, Ayako-san, how are you? Still sane after Ryouchin took over?\", he asked her. Ayako chose to ignore the last part. \"Did you forget that I, the Tensai, would ahve some free days from rehab which he\'d invest in a visit to Shohoku?\".
\"Yes, I do remember Haruko-chan telling me about it\", she started, \"but weren\'t you supposed to come next week?\".
\"I got released earlier since my tests were better than expected!\", and Sakuragi laughed out loud. \"So, I\'m here to tell you about my prowess! And to my super luck\", he suddenly stopped and blushed, \"I also found Haruko-san while going to the gym, and so we\'re going together...\".
\"I\'m so, so happy that I found you!\". Haruko laughed affectionately. \"Sakuragi-kun, you look so well, much better than the last time I and my brother visited you in the hospital...\".
Hanamichi laughed at this again, and started telling Haruko about his last rehab sessions, how he endured the long hours of exercises and therapy just to be in shape sooner and back to the court to help the team. Haruko listened to his babble patiently, giggling at his happiness...
\"Uhm\", Ayako murmured, \"seems those would-be lovebirds forgot why Sakuragi came here in the first place...\".
She pulled her paper fan out of her bag and lightly hit Sakuragi on the butt with it. \"Come on, then! Let\'s show the other what you\'re made of, eh?\".
Hanamichi made a face. \"Okay, Mommy...\".
\"Okay, WHAT?!\".
\"Er, let\'s just go, Sakuragi-kun, Ayako-san, okay?\".
***
After a quick wash-up in the outer water fountain next to the gym, Kogure opened the sound room\'s door, and both he and Mitsui stepped in. The latter quickly switched the lights on, closed the door and put the key in the lock just in case...
They didn\'t lose any time. Seconds later, Mitsui was already kissing his best friend anxiously... and to his happiness, the other man decided to kiss back fully, allowing him to slide his tongue inside of his mouth, fingers tangling on Mitsui\'s short black-blue hair.
\"Mi... tsui...\", he moaned softly when they parted. He then placed a gentle peck on Mitsui\'s chin, barely missing his scar and making him chuckle.
\"Your accuracy is lacking again...\".
\"And you wonder why...\".
Kogure\'s hand moved from his nape to his face; the long, slender fingets traced his jawline, then touched his neck, traced his Adam\'s apple...
Mitsui laughed, but this turned into a moan when Kogure replaced his fingers with his lips, and playfully kissed his neck. Lordie, the temperature in the sound room was getting higher and higher...
***
\"We\'re here!\", Haruko announced as the three friends arrived to the now-closed gym.
Sakuragi looked around happily, as if he had been gone for years and not just some weeks. His eyes were gleaming in anticipation. \"Hey, Ayako-san, does the Sunday practice still start at 10:00? Because, if Ryouchin doesn\'t arrive soon, shall I ask for the key?\".
\"No need for it; I have a spare one\".
Ayako searched in her purse, and triumphantly pulled out her keychain. \"Bingo!\".
\"Yes!\", and Sakuragi quickly snatched the keychain and the keys in it from Ayako\'s hand, quickly going towards the closed doors.
For once, Haruko\'s reactions were faster than Ayako\'s. She went towards her friend, very worried, and tried to stop him. \"Sakuragi-kun! Your back...\".
\"But I\'ll be okay! I need some exercising or my butt will sag...!\"
Only then he noticed that Haruko\'s small, slender hands were grabbing his own. They both stared into each other\'s eyes and blushed profusely.
***
Kogure\'s stronger-than-expected hands slipped under Mitsui\'s shirt, touching the sweat-slicked skin underneath the damp fabric. With a groan, the other man held him closer, and after he helped him to take off the shirt, he kisses Kogure\'s lips feverishly.
\"I\'ve missed you...\", he murmured against Kogure\'s ear when they broke the kiss, \"and not just because of your moral and emotional support...\".
Mitsui placed an arm around Kogure\'s slender waist, and his other hand on Kogure\'s hip. He then pressed his lower body aganst the other\'s, lightly rubbing their crotches together. And Kogure was the one who moaned the loudest.
\"Ah, Mitsui... You\'re making me die...\".
He wanted to say more. Yes, he did. But Mitsui\'s hand was now caressing his still-covered thigh, slowly getting closer to his crotch. He needed to lean on something, to keep his body balance quickly, or they\'d fall to the floor sooner or later...
His back was suddenly pressed against a desk. No, a control panel, or something like that. It was the sound room, after all... He didn\'t have time to really process this new information, though, because after hastily taking Kogure\'s glasses off and placing them on the panel, Mitsui\'s hands finally started to pull his pants and underwear down...
And Kogure\'s hand accidentally flicked a certain switch on, but at that rate, he simply didn\'t care.
***
\"There can\'t be two people more dense than those two in Shohoku!\", Ayako thought in frustration. Haruko-chan and Sakuragi Hanamichi had gone into sort of non-dates before, trained together, and all... Hell, the only things they had never done in all this time were kissing and saying The Words. And this was the perfect chance...
But they blew it. Instead, Haruko had quickly retired her hands, and Sakuragi even murmured a sort of apology while rubbing the mback of his red head. Like it was *so* wrong to be friends since the start of the year and get along scaringly well - as much as a shy little girl and an ex-gangster could. Haruko had already realized that her crush on Rukawa was hopeless, since he\'d never see her as more than his ex-captain\'s sister; so, Sakuragi should have it somewhat easier...
\"Dumbasses, those two\".
A still beet red Sakuragi opened the door, and Ayako decided to go straight towards the ball\'s baskets. But right then, she heard a strange noise... like someone trying to muffle his or her.. moans?
\"Who the hell is making out in this...?\", she murmured and went towards the door.
\"Ayako-san!\".
She turned and faced the other two kids. They were still flustered, but that embarrassment didn\'t seem to come from their former moment anymore.
\"... Did you hear *that*?\", Sakuragi asked. His voice sounded odd.
\"Yes, but...\".
The moans were not louder. And they now heard two voices instead of one. But they were the only persons in the surroundings! How come...?
\"Ayako-san\", Haruko whispered, \"aren\'t those voices... Kogure-san\'s and Mitsui-san\'s?\".
It took Ayako less than three seconds tyo put two and two together.
\"... Shit!\".
***
\"... Do you have lube or something with you, Mitsui?\".
Damn, Kogure had to ask that when they were already naked on the floor, holding each other tightly. What a crappy timing.
\"... No\", he murmured. \"And if you\'re asking, it means...\".
\"I also didn\'t think about bringing some myself...\".
Mitsui felt like hitting his head against the floor. First coming to school earlier than needed, later the almost accident Kogure had while playing, and now *this*?
However, Kogure managed to get his composure back. He brought his hands up to Mitsui\'s face, placed them at each side of it, and smiled sweetly.
\"You see... don\'t worry\". He placed a brief kiss on Mitsui\'s lips. \"Remember that this isn\'t the only way...\".
And it took Mitsui less than a second to think of one of those. \"You said so\".
The taller man rested his head against the crook of his best friend\'s neck, then kissed it tenderly. Meanwhile, his own hand went lower, caressing Kogure\'s sides, and then sliding down towards his crotch...
\"Aaaah...\", the other moaned when Mitsui\'s hand reached his organ and started to squeeze gently. His eyes widened at the touch, and his hips raised to have more of it.
\"I told you so...\", and Mitsui\'s grip on Kogure tightened. He almost cried out, torn between pleasure and pain. Mitsui noticed the last part, and chose a lighter but fast touch to continue his labor.
\"Mitsui... let me... return it...\", Kogure gasped between moans. His own hand mimicked Mitsui\'s last actions; it slowly made its way down Mitsui\'s body, to reach between his legs and start stroking fast, urgently.
And damn, the loud moans that came from Mitsui\'s mouth were just the push he needed to do it even faster.
***
Haruko was shocked. Those noises... Yes, she was very naïve, but not even she was *that* dense, to not realize (at least partially) what was going on.
She had thought at first that they were too tired from a possible morning practice to talk normally, and that was why they sounded breathless. But soon Mitsui was telling Kogure how great his touch was, and Kogure was saying the other man\'s name between moans and grunts...
There had to be another explanation to it. One not related to the too many yaoi doujinshiis (borrowed from Matsui and Ayako, of course) that she was reading lately behind her brother\'s back. Because *that* was what those noise sounded like.
Yes, she had thought so. But then, when she was trying to get herself to move and search for the source of the noises, both Ayako and Sakuragi held her back. Ayako by the arm, Hanamichi with a hand on her shoulder. And when she turned to them, ready to ask why, she saw that both of them looked like they were searching for a table to sink under.
She opened her mouth... and could *not* talk.
***
Kogure\'s mind was completely lost under the pleasure caused by Mitsui\'s hand jerking him off. This wasn\'t exactly the idea he had in his midn when he came to the gym searching or a way to release tension, but it was So Incredibly Effective...
\"Mitsui... Mitsui... faster...\", he murmured. He could hear Mitsui whispering something in his ear, something that sounded incredibly similar to this request...
And both of them complied. Hands moved faster, mouth met in sloppy and passionate kisses, and soon Kogure felt his body going rigid as he was in the verge of climax...
***
Sakuragi couldn\'t believe it. Yes, he had teased Kogure about his closeness to Mitsui once or twice in the past. Yes, he had noticed how the three-pooint shooter seemed to soften when his old friend was there. And yes, Akagi had hit him on the head when he tried to tease them about being almost like boyfriends.
But as much as he loved his friends, hearing them having sex was Another Story. And there he was, completely embarrassed, with his hand on Haruko-san\'s shoulder since he didn\'t want her to do anything, and looking at Ayako-san who was as flustered as he was.
And Ryouchin was nowhere in sight. Maybe if he arrived, he would actually *do* something, even if just pull them all away from there, or go towards the source himself.
Whatever, he didn\'t care what Ryouchin would do, but he just wanted to be able to *stop thinking about those noises, dammit!*
***
It took Kogure several seconds to get his mind working normally. And even then, he didn\'t exactly felt like moving. Not with Mitsui lying next to him, both naked on the floor after their \"session\".
\"... Mitsui...\", he murmured. The other man raised his face from his shoulder and looked at him.
\"Mmmmm...\"
\"Time to go back\".
The other looked at him smugly, but unlike other times he didn\'t protest. If the team caught them all sweaty and smelling funny *before* the practice\", there\'d be LOTS of questions. Which he SO did not want to answer.
\"... \'Kay\".
Kogure was the one who got dressed the fastest, and as he watched Mitsui doing likewise, he leaned on the panel. His hand touched a switch in it...
Wait, the switch was down? It wasn\'t supposed to be!
Kogure froze on that spot. If that switch was the one he thought it was, he and mitsui would be in BIG trouble. True, there weren\'t any professors or school authorities around the gym, but the guys...
He regained his wits, and disimulately flicked the switch up. Then, when Mitsui was done and opened the sound room\'s door to go to the showers, he promptly followed him. There was no time to think about it, they had to get ready as soon as possible...
As he ran after Mitsui, he didn\'t see the three blushing teenagers standing not too far from the gym\'s door.
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