Some Misadventures

Some Misadventure
A/N: 18+
Set after the end of the season, Ryoma is a 2nd year Momo is a 3rd year.
Warnings: Sex, smut, and lemon mixed well to make a hentai lemon yaoi cake. Some OOCness, etc.
Unedited, don\'t have a beta.
Prince of Tennis and it\'s character don\'t belong to me I\'m just playing etc.
M/M yaoi Momo x Ryoma x Momo Kinky scene...yay! Right did I mention PWP?

Momo looked up to see Ryoma come towards him. Momo had been reading stats for the teams headed to the national tournament in Tennis weekly. He was staying at the Echizen household because both his parents and Ryoma\'s were away, and he\'d been asked to look help Echizen look after the grounds. He looked up from the magazine when he heard the door slam shut. Momo heard Echizen\'s half-hearted \"I\'m home,\" and had surprised himself to find that, he was looking forward to staying with Ryoma, that he wanted to be regarded as more than his self-styled \"Momo-chan\" hearing Ryoma\'s soft voice made his blood race with anticipation, despite the fact that he\'d never previously been so interested in Echizen’s existence as something...sexual, Ryoma Echizen\'s husky voice made him as hard as a rock.

\"Oh. Hi Momo.\" Ryoma murmured. He looked in sensual appreciation at how Momo looked like today. Momo was wearing black shorts and a white polo shirt, his dark hair was messy, and his eyes sparkled with joy that usually came after winning a tennis match. Ryoma-kun had seen Kaidou-sempai leaving. The Seigaku Regulars had made frequent use of the court at the temple with Nanjiro Echizen was away.

Ryoma wished that Momo would look at him like that, \"But,\" Ryoma thought sadly, \"It\'s not like it matters. He\'d never see me in that light, I look like a kid next to him, and he\'s only a year older.\"

\"I\'m not hungry so I\'m gonna study in my room.\" Ryoma heaved a sigh, and walked towards his bedroom, shoulders slumped in dejection.

Momo stared after him with a puzzled look. What the hell was wrong with Ryoma? And then turned back to his activity, but with his subconscious racing. For some reason, a naked Ryoma kept showing up in his mind.

***

Ryoma threw himself onto his bed, feeling dejected, tears leaking from his eyes. Was it too much to want someone to love him? He didn\'t really understand his family, his father thought more about skirt chasing than about tennis, and his cousin was too happy...and female to understand what he wanted, she wasn\'t even all that interested in tennis. Ryoma wanted more than tennis, not to replace tennis but something special on the side, someone who could understand his obsession. Ryoma didn\'t know what was up with himself, he usually didn\'t care...technically he was too young to care. Puberty is hard. His world was crumbling around him, like at the tennis court after Momo\'s special slam dunk, and he thought his heart was going to break. Why can\'t I stop thinking about tennis and Momo-sempai... why did his parents have to ask Momoshiro to stay with him? Why not Oishi-sempai or Fuji-sempai, or better yet Tezuka-buchou? At least he wasn\'t secretly lusting after them...

He wiped his eyes, vowing that this was the last night that he would ever cry for that oblivious bastard Momo! But he immediately broke that promise by weeping till he was exhausted. He pulled a blanket over his easily undressed body, and fell asleep.

***

Momo heard Ryoma cry himself to sleep. Then he turned around to finish his preparations for the coming night. He sauntered to his closet and began to pull out a box of battery operated toys and a sex manual, along with a few BL magazines, time to get some ideas. Now what did that chapter say about first times? It’s not like he’d done this before.

Ryoma was going to have one hell of a surprise, Momo laughed silently to himself.

***

Momo stepped back from his handiwork, glad that Ryoma was such a deep sleeper. Plus, the sleeping gas he\'d pumped into the room helped a little bit too. The greased toys were lying on the bedside table with a towel under them. Along with a box of condoms and some refreshments for later.

Ryoma was tied down, naked, on his back and spread-eagled on the bed. Momo leaned close and yelled for Ryoma to wake up. \"Oi! Echizen wake up!\"

Ryoma jerked awake and realized what was going on. He yelled \"Untie me, teme!\" as he struggled to free himself from the sensuous silk restraints that held him down.

Momo watched his delightful squirming; Ryoma\'s penis bobbing until he realized that he was naked and curled his legs up attempting to hide his penis which was growing firm from the heat of Momoshiro\'s eyes.

\"Oi, ero-sempai, bakayaro! Untie me!\" Momo ignored Ryoma\'s repeated pleas and demands for release, his body told the truth even when Ryoma\'s lips lied, and such pretty lips too. Smiling to himself, Momo slid one finger into Ryoma’s mouth and with the other picked up a gag ball which he shoved in while his other hand held Ryoma’s mouth wide. He couldn’t have the neighbors hearing now could he? Momo smirked evilly, or as evilly as a sweet tempered teen could when sex deprived.

“Shhhhhhhhh! If you make noise then the neighbors will come and investigate, I’m sure that your parents even gave them a key incase anything goes wrong.” Momo’s smirk got wider when he saw Ryoma stop struggling, and very self satisfied when he checked out Ryoma’s erection, pretty good size for such a little guy, while the growth spurt seemed to have skipped him, he definitely had hit puberty judging from the size of those balls.
\"Ha erect already and I haven\'t even touched ya! You really need to get your body under control if you want to convince someone that you don’t them to have their wicked way with you.”

Momo knelt on the futon by Echizen’s and ran his hand down Ryoma’s trembling stomach, stroking it soothingly.

“Do you want this? I’ll leave and untie you if you don’t want the game to go any farther. I can’t go on in good conscience without your approval. So far all I’ve done is shower and have nasty thoughts about...well that and strip you naked and tie you up. But I haven’t done anything to you yet. Savvy?” Momo tried out his best Johnny Deep imitation from the movie \"Pirates of the...something.\"

Momo removed his hand from Echizen, “So should I leave?” freshly showered, his spiky hair tousled, Momo had a look of sweet innocence, concerned for his friend and hopefully soon to be lover.

Momo reached and oh-so-gently removed the gag ball from Echizen’s mouth. “It’s okay, I’m game I’ll play along with the gagged trussed up bit.” Ryoma eyeballed him, “But you better believe that I’m gonna take it out on you next round. And nothing changes between us, friends and teammates, Momoshiro. That means that no one knows, you can’t tell anyone not even that you ‘did it’.”

“Deal! Gag-ball?” Momo could live with that he was adventurous and even if he was getting it that didn’t mean he had to tell, it’s not like anyone would believe him, and he’d rather have Ryoma’s ass and his friendship than have neither.

Ryoma opened his mouth slowly, still eyeing Momo, the boy was thrilled. Ryoma thought to himself, Eh I get what I wanted. I just hope that Momo know’s what he’s doing.

Momo leaned close and began to run his hands over the smooth skin of Echizen’s body underneath him, his blood thrumming with desire even as his groin began to ache with unfulfilled need. Ryoma relaxed his legs no longer attempting concealment. Momo reached into a box and kissing his way down Echizen’s chest listening to Ryoma’s muffled whimpers as Ryoma’s head tossed side to side. Momo stopped and pulled back. He looked in askance at Echizen’s erection, weird as it was, the book said to imagine it as a large Popsicle. Leaning down he gently wrapped his hands around the base. Momo kept his eyes as best he could on Echizen’s face. Ryoma had partially sat up his eyes wide, staining against his bonds. Momo bobbed his head down sucking hard as he pulled up, creating a suction, salty and weird, but not vomit inducing, because he need to get Ryoma off if he was gonna try everything he wanted. The book also said that I was quite distracting, especially when trying to prep someone anally it counter acted the pain caused by the unusually stretching.

Momo gripped the smallest slicked up toy that he could find, it looked like a silver torpedo inhaling Ryoma’s penis into his mouth he opened the lube that he’d used to prep the toys, smearing some on his finger he lowered it to Ryoma’s crack previously untouched, except for washing and sought out the tightly clenched bud of virginity. To think up until this point things have only gone out and now they are gonna go in, Momo sucked with all his might, his finger plunged into unexplored depths, Ryoma bucked and struggled making distressed sounds, and successfully gagged Momo by going too deep and causing Momo’s teeth to scrap his tender erection in his hast pulling back. But try as Ryoma might to dislodge that uncomfortable finger, Momo’s hand stayed with him, the other hand joined in, and pressing one thigh down on the futon.

“Ryoma-chan you said that I could! So what’s the big deal? Does it really hurt or is it just uncomfortable? The book said that prep work need to be done to make you ready for penetration, don’t forget you get to do me next.” Momo said that last somewhat desperately, he really wanted to do Ryoma, the slap and wack time with his hand was getting less than satisfying, he didn’t really want to do it alone. Ryoma stopped glaring daggers at him, and gave a snort, lying quietly beneath him once more.

“The book says that there is a surprise in here if I can find it.” Momo searched gently with one finger, rubbing and pressing the walls, drifting across a protrusion at about the right spot he pressed firmly earning an “nnnnnnnnning” and a rather blissful expression on Ryoma’s face along with some thrust back on his finger. Pressing firmly once more he mouthed Ryoma’s erection pressing down on the vein under the head of his shaft. Ryoma locked his legs best as he could around Momo’s head preventing him from moving, or in reality the good feeling from going away.

Momo pulled away as soon as Ryoma let up even a little and gasped for breath, “I was planning on tasting yes, but not on swallowing, at least not yet your lucky buster that it doesn’t taste terrible. But I think I need to take precaution against suffocating to death.” Momo dislodged the gag ball and set it off to the side, the trailed silky lengths of material across Ryoma’s stomach teasing Ryoma’s now relaxed penis with the ends.
Momo grasp the left ankle firmly and tied it to the post at the bottom of Echizen’s bed, Ryoma didn’t fight any just gave a satisfied sigh. Stretching the other leg out as well it received the same treatment. Grabbing up the discard dildo once more Momo dipped its tip in the lube jar, then settled it against Ryoma’s pucker, pushing gently caused Ryoma’s eyes to pop open and his body to tense up. It wasn’t too large, much smaller than what it was preparing the way for, but Ryoma’s back arched up and he gave a little mewing sound of discomfort.

Momo pressed firmly seating it to the hilt, then settled Ryoma’s hips down again. Crawling up next to Ryoma who shivered and winced, not exactly were you wanted something stuck, Momo kissed him for the first time. He moistened Ryoma’s lips tracing them with his tongue. And when his lips parted, his talented tongue slipped into taste Echizen’s mouth. Momo ground his unsatisfied erection against Ryoma’s hip and whispered in his ear, “This is only the beginning,” with that he nudged the dildo with his knee causing Ryoma to groan against Momo’s cheek and pull at the bindings. Keeping pressure on the dildo Momo sat back and grab the final piece of silky fabric Momo pulled on Ryoma’s rapidly rising erection then set a book on Ryoma stomach, he looked over the diagram once more and set about completing it. He wrapped the material around the base of Ryoma’s growing penis and tied it tightly, drawing another grunt from Ryoma… who decided to go along Momo seemed to know what he was doing...didn’t he? The book both reassured and distressed Ryoma.

“You do know what you’re doing right?” Momo picked up a hint of worry in Ryoma’s usually irreverent voice.
“I know exactly what I’m doing, I’m preventing you from cumming so that we can play for longer.” Momo, decided that the truth would only distress Ryoma, whose question was more about had Momo done this before.
Momo played with the toy angling it to hit the location that made Ryoma cum last time, he watched Ryoma become harder and his dick stand upright from his stomach. Figuring that if he could react like that then Ryoma as sufficiently adjusted to the dildo and it was time to move up to the next size, he had patience but he wanted to fuck Ryoma some time before his parents got home.

Pulling that one out he had another lined up before Ryoma knew what was happening, he yelped in both surprise and pain as he was filled by something larger. Momo adjusted it to hit the sweet spot and adjusted himself so that the dildo rested on his groin, it was time to rid himself of his pesky erection, it felt like it was gonna fall off it was so hard. Momo lined himself up between Ryoma’s buns and thrust back and forth pushing them together to make it tight. After seeing Ryoma come and everything else that he’d done, it was over quickly. Humping Ryoma’s butt a few extra times to hit the dildo, Momo could swear that he saw Ryoma’s eyes roll back in his head for a moment when he gave a particularly forceful push.

Momo’s problem taken care of, he switched the dildo’s one last time, shoving the greased up dildo in while Ryoma was distracted by some very pretty stars, Momo congratulated himself, Ryoma gave a shriek, “Momo that hurts! Take it out!” Ryoma whined, showing Momo just how uncomfortable Ryoma was. Ryoma Echizen doesn’t whine, but then again, Ryoma Echizen had never had an over sized dildo shoved up his ass before. Unfortunately for Ryoma, who was squirming uncomfortably, that Momo was himself oversized so there was really no choice. Momo cuddled Ryoma against his body and slowly wanked him taking his mind off the dildo sticking into him and back on to matters *ahem* in hand. Rubbing blissfully against Momo’s hand like a sensuous kitten, Momo slid the dildo back and forth a few times, slowly, and this began to produce moans.
Thrashing on the bed trying to get more stimulation Ryoma hardly noticed that Momo was untying him.
Momo urged Ryoma back up onto his knees, positioning Ryoma on in hands and knees with his legs spread. The end of the dildo stuck out invitingly. Momo bumped once more on purpose, Ryoma whimpered, music to Momo’s ears grabbing a condom he ripped off the foil and rolled it down his erection wincing as it caught on his pubic hair, Note to self, practice putting on condoms. Getting the condom adjusted just right he added some lube to the finished product. Hissing as he stimulated the already hot and tingling that was going to cause him to lost control if he didn’t do something soon.

“Ryoma, you gotta help, I need you to get up and kneel, and I’ll make sure that you see the pretty stars again. I promise. Even better than before.” Momo was about to promise him anything that came to mind, and everything for that matter. He wanted more than anything to cum. Cum...”I won’t let you come until you do!” Momo threatened half in jest. He wouldn’t do anything that Ryoma Echizen didn’t want...but damn if he the pressure didn’t ease up.

Moaning Ryoma pushed up to kneel, after Momo had let go he\'d sprawled on the sheets rubbing his erection against them. Beneath Momo’s guiding hands, he rose up on his knees, groaning when his penis lost contact with the sheet and the firm surface it covered. It was doing all of his thinking for him. Momo twisted the dildo pressing it tight into Ryoma’s small puckered hole. Ryoma bucked under the pressure pushing back against the dildo. Momo pulled it out setting it down somewhere where it wasn’t in the way.

Gripping Ryoma’s hips Momo lined his own erection up and with a heavy thrust impaled the head of his penis in Ryoma’s tight hot ass, Momo moaned loudly, bucking against Ryoma’s retreating hips forcing another inch into Ryoma.

A hitched sob caught in Ryoma’s throat, he bit down on the pillow, all the pleasantness gone, except that his erection wouldn’t go down. Collapsing his arms as Momo put forth another heavy thrust in. Momo’s erection brushed that special spot, but it didn’t take a way the pain.

“So tight! Ryoma it’s so hot,” Momo ground out as he pushed the rest of the way in ignoring the way that Ryoma’s ass seemed to be trying to expel him. If Ryoma really wanted him to stop he’d say so. Fully seated in Ryoma Momo stopped to let Ryoma adjust to the new bigger invasion.

Dropping a hand below he felt the area around Ryoma’s hole, there didn’t seem to be any tearing, then he groped Ryoma, palming his droopy erection, caressing and pulling it while he forced his hips to be still. Wiggling a bit in Ryoma with a tiny thrust, his other hand pulled on a nipple pinching the peak firmly and giving a twist. He sought out the bump of flesh that would, the book claimed, make even the tightest bottom achieve happy bliss and enjoy being fucked too!

Momo gritted his teeth, his breath panting as he moved in and out of that hot, tight hole. Ryoma leaked tears, but wriggled his butt, Momo’s actions making happy even if it still hurt. But the pain was mixing with a good dose of lust that washed over him in streams. Awash with mixed sensations Ryoma bit down harder on the pillow tentatively thrusting his hips and was rewarded by pleasure-pain, he felt full unto busting, but it felt good too.

Momo gritted his teeth, his breath coming in pants as he moved in and out of that hot, tight hole. Momo pulled the ribbon loose, thrusting harshly as he wanked Ryoma’s newly released erection. Momo’s balls slapped against Ryoma’s firm youthful buns. And was rewarded by climax...his climax, pinching the head of Ryoma’s erection desperately he managed to trigger Ryoma’s sending him to the stars or maybe even to seventh heaven. “Aahhhhhhhhh, Ryoma-chan!” Momo’s voice husky with rapture and mind blowing bliss as his body spasmed, his seed shooting spastically into Ryoma’s climax tightened ass.

Ryoma collapsed spilling on his sheets just before he’s knees and arms failed, bringing Momo down on top of him. “Move you’re too heavy! It’s my turn next!”

Momo rolled off pulling out of Ryoma’s butt with an audible *pluck* and suctioning noises. Gathering Ryoma up in his arms and draping him across his stomach, he looked into Ryoma’s face, a sated grumpy look his face.

“That frickin’ HURT!” Ryoma looked at Momo disapprovingly, he wasn’t really grumpy, merely disconcerted. It had hurt and it had hurt a lot, there had been pleasure mixed in and later over riding the pain, but he hadn’t expected pain or Momo to be...so BIG.

“I never said that it wouldn’t hurt I recall saying that it would make you feel good and see stars.” Momo defended himself...did this mean that Echizen didn’t want a repeat? And worse would this hurt his friendship with the insolent and surly underclassman? Distressed Momo moved Ryoma off his chest and began to roll out of bed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Momo froze at Ryoma’s frosty tone. “It hurt but there was pleasure too, and don’t forget you promised me your ass. And you better deliver!” Ryoma tossed off the last in an almost cheerful tone, striking terror in Momo’s heart. Ryoma? Cheerful?

There was something gleeful and sadistic about the smile on Ryoma’s face, rather like the look he got when his opponent thought that they had him figured and Ryoma pulled out a new trick, or did the impossible.
Settling back down, Momo grimaced, the sweat and cum had rendered the bed unfit for sleep, not to mention that he and Ryoma rather smelled, no worse than after tennis, but that didn’t mean that they had continue stinking.

“I’m going to shower and then sleep on my futon” Momo said standing, Ryoma looked as if he’d been slapped after doing Momo a favor. Bending back down Momo’s hands curled around Ryoma’s biceps hauling him up after him. “And you’re coming with me!” A stunned Ryoma stumbled unresistingly after Momo. Ryoma winced and limped after Momo, definitely not a pre-game activity. Ryoma suffered in silence, submitting to being dragged into the bathroom not far down the hall.

Then again...if it was Momo getting fucked then it may indeed become a pre-game ritual...he wasn’t nearly as monstrous as Momo, but good enough sized, eyeing out Momo’s frame. Ryoma allowed himself to smile and much bigger and sturdier too, this had some definite possibilities...assuming that he liked topping better. And given the tight fit as a bottom, well maybe they could play for that...best set. *heh* But if can get Momo to agree to that, then he shouldn’t have any worries.

While Ryoma was thinking and sitting on the toilet, that which goes in must come out, and given the proximity of the deposit to the exit...soon was the word. Momo prepared the tub filling it up with hot nearly scalding water, then going over to the shelf he picked up a small bottle that hadn’t been there before his visit,
Momo turned on the shower and dragged the tired Ryoma in, who normally wouldn’t be so tired, but this wasn’t tennis, and it was a little bit more emotionally draining. Besides, the effort to engage his brain when he was tired wasn’t worth the effort.

Momo settled Ryoma on a stool and washed him gently and thoroughly but quickly as well, Momo knew Echizen was tired and he wasn’t far off himself.

But...maybe Echizen was up for another round...

“Keep your wandering perverted hands to yourself sempai!” A tired Ryoma was a grumpy Ryoma.

Definitely no second round tonight. Rinsing then both off, Ryoma was more there in body than mind, he more or less let Momo direct him, and Momo hauled Ryoma out and into the steaming bath. Gasping as Momo settled him into the bath.

Ryoma let his head rest against the back of the tub watching Momo slid in...there would definitely be time to return the favor, after all his parents wouldn’t be home for another week... Spring break was wonderful.
Mmmmmmmmmm. Sex and tennis. heh, he’d best conserve his strength, he had a long day ahead of him...
Momo poured some of the green soapy liquid in, relaxing as the soothing scent of melon and fruit filled the room.

~

After they were both well shriveled, Momo pulled out a mostly asleep Ryoma and dried his hair with a soft white towel, then wrapped it around his waist. Momo got another and briskly dried himself. An exhausted, relaxed Ryoma soon hung from Momo’s arms. “Unha?....wha?” Was all the response that Ryoma gave to that undignified treatment.

Carrying Ryoma to the guest room Momo turned off the light and lay down with Ryoma in his arms, snuggling him close, as he drifted off to sleep.

~What happens next~ Ryoma reads Momo’s book, there is tennis to be played and a lot of sex...

~~THE END~~~