Queer Sessions

Queer Sessions


Slam Dunk is owned by Takehiko Inoue

I love RuHanaRu, so that’s what I’m writing.

NC-17 situation or M for mature content. This is slash a.k.a yaoi
Angst, First time semi romantic. Semi romantic story of coming to terms with having sex and liking it with Rukawa, dealing with sexual identity crisis. Falling in love with his rival and his rival falling in love with him.

“The title Queer Sessions, isn’t my own creating, I just liked it and what it implies. Also this is a poorly beta’d piece.”

Multi Chaptered. 1 of ?


Chapter One

The sun was going down and practice was coming to a close Rukawa found himself and Sakuragi were again left to clean up after practice. Sakuragi voiced his usual complaints and grumped about how a “Tensai” shouldn’t be expected to clean up after everyone and especially with the “Baka Kitsune!”

Rukawa just ignored the idiot or at least he tried to ignore him but Sakuragi would have none of it, he came up to him and began dribbling a basketball stating he was going to defeat him just watch and see! Rukawa snorted at the thought of seeing that. ‘Only in your stupid dreams ‘ahou” he muttered and dropped his broom and stole the ball from a blinking Sakuragi who was becoming a steaming angry red head.

He bellowed and chased after him and struggle for the ball ended with Rukawa jumping laying it up and whoosh! It was in the basket. He touched the ground legs moving racing Sakuragi to the bouncing orange and black striped ball he reached out just as Sakuragi reached for it and this time he had it and it was Rukawa’s turn to defend against Sakuragi he swiped for the ball Hanamichi with a touch sent the ball out of Rukawa’s reach but Rukawa was hounding him forcing him into a corner there was no way Rukawa was going to let that Dahou score against him. And with sheer force of will the ball and Sakuragi broke through his defense and ran to the spot he was going to score from just a few feet from the net and he was taking aim getting into position when Rukawa again was in his face.

“Get out of my face Stupid Fox!” he roared he couldn’t see anyway of getting his ball into the net even with his two extra inches of hight against Rukawa it meant nothing if he couldn’t score and sent the ball towards the net it sailed up and over it landing out of bounds.

“Ahh damnit!” he cried and then as he was heading for the ball Rukawa had it in his hands and sent it sailing into the bin where the basketballs were stored.

“Finish cleaning Da’hou” and then he returned to his broom and did one last sweep with it before he headed down to the locker room.

Sakuragi came barreling down just as the last couple of junior basketball club members were leaving they were saying good night to Rukawa and thanking him for lending them one of his NBA recordings they handed it to him respectfully and left.
Sakuragi couldn’t believe it as he grabbed for the tape there in bold dated and written in black ink was titled NBA 1995 Bulls vs. The Suns (for any basketball enthusiasts I’m sorry if I got the year wrong and the adversaries wrong too I barely remember it Michael Jordan was still with the Bulls then. I’m sorry to say I never was one to watch the games but reading Slam Dunk is really very fun.)

He couldn’t believe it the Bastard! Sakuragi drooled as he was about to lay his hands upon the tape it was snatched out of his reach by a barely scowling Rukawa.

“Da’hou ask first.” Sakuragi pouted and then scowled.

“Why should I ask you anything !”

“Fine you can come over and watch it.”

“I-I can?!” His face lit up and Rukawa just sighed at the change of expression on the idiots’ face.

Sakuragi laughed and clasped Rukawa on the shoulder and squeezed briefly before saying “Your not so bad a guy after all Kitsune.”

Rukawa just shrugged his hand off his shoulder and went to gather the rest of his things it would take Sakuragi a good few minutes before he was ready to go.

He didn’t know why he found himself turning to see Sakuragi taking off his shirt still grinning that large happy grin of his plastered on that tanned face. He felt his mouth go dry as he watched him, the curve of his shoulders, the definition and muscles that seemed to ripple as he reached for his shorts bending pushing his shorts down to his knees then lifted one leg at a time through the shorts.

Sakuragi really had a very nice physique the thought wondered through his mind as his eyes traveled over Sakuragi who now hurriedly stashed his dirty clothes in his bag and took out his towel and turned to the showers he disappeared behind the door way ending Rukawa’s strip and skin show.

His sudden need to see the bronze skin of his adversary revealed was a strange unsettling feeling Rukawa couldn’t explain and what his lower region was telling him was something he hadn’t been expecting. It’s not like it doesn’t make itself known just not so often as to warrant any thought as to why it was acting up. He frowned as he adjusted himself and made his way to a bench to sleep a few minutes a way.

He heard the loud obnoxious singing a sure sign that Sakuragi was finishing up in the shower. He closed his eyes, again he felt them open against his will he watched Hanamichi emerge from the showers dripping wet and steam billowed around him. He had his towel hanging in front of him preserving some of his modesty.
Rukawa forced his eyes to shut and succeeded in faking a nap as Sakuragi made rustling noises getting on his underwear and school clothes and slamming his locker door.

“Hey Kitsune !” came the shout in his direction he contemplated briefly on pounding the loud moron for shouting so close to his head and then just got up as if he hadn’t cared.

Sakuragi followed Rukawa home talking about things in general like food or how much fun it was going to be to watch the NBA and a fleeting thought about calling his mother from Rukawa’s house.

“She’ll probably be worried about me so I should call and let her know I’m at your house.”

Rukawa just shrugged it didn’t really matter to him what Sakuragi did just as long as they could get to watching the tape so he could send the big idiot home so that he’d finally get some rest, maybe get in an hour of practice before he had to really go to bed.

He took out his key and unlocked the door to a simple apartment he pushed open the door and didn’t bother to say anything to Hanamichi as he laid his bag down on the couch and proceeded into the kitchen to get himself something to drink.
Hanamichi quickly kicked off his shoes and was about to complain about how rude the Kitsune is to not properly invite him in, but he saw the bookcase and all thoughts of scolding the other left him gaping and thinking maybe he should bow to the shrine of NBA tapes.

He walked over to them as if he were in a trance his eyes scanning over each and everyone of them his right hand was out and scanning but not quite touching the tapes he didn’t know what to do. Maybe he should weep with joy the hours and hours of NBA he could see and study he really could then become something on the court with them as his learning aids.

“Dahou.” That brought Sakuragi’s gaze to him and his body turned to face him.

“Kitsune! Don’t call a Tensai like me a Dahou.” He glared NBA forgotten for a moment.

Rukawa didn’t bother to apologize he never does and went over to his sofa he turned on the television and pressed the play button on his remote control and there on screen was the legendary match.

It had Sakuragi shutting up at least about the tensai crap but soon Rukawa found himself once a gain looking at Sakuragi and feeling strange hearing him so happy and pleased smiling. He felt his heart speed up as Sakuragi let out cheering sounds for his favorites and boos for anyone who would mess with his team getting a basket. The way he moved excitedly his fist pumping in the air.

He just found himself leaning in scooting closer to Hanamichi his scent from the shower earlier and his sweat from the excitement of watching the game wafted towards him mixing together and tickling his nose he needed to get a better whiff of it. Excitement fluttered through him, It smelled not bad, it wasn’t a bad smell at all in fact it was really rather arousing which was strange.

“Hey Kitsune, watchya doing?” Hanamichi’s almond honey eyes looked at him with quizzical confusion, and his lips looked so soft and plump, and they were just right there.

Rukawa Keade found himself kissing Sakuragi’s lips he had his hand wrapped around the back of Hanamichi’s head he was kissing those lips and feeling them firm under his and soft they felt like silk and Hanamichi was joining in kissing lips to lips. Soon for Ruakawa, it wasn’t enough he felt himself pulling Hanamichi’s face closer to his while his other hand was on Hanamichi’s chest pushing him down onto the floor. Sakuragi’s head hit wood and his mouth opened and Rukawa slid his tongue inside tasting him sweeping inside his mouth touching and tasting him. Sakuragi at this point tried to push him a way from him.
He tried to protest but Rukawa just forced him into the floor pushing his way back inside of Hanamichi’s mouth holding his chin with one hand and Hanamichi’s flailing fist with the other. Soon Hanamichi was giving into him in surprise he was starting to enjoy their kissing. He was panting pushing his body into Rukawa’s and kissing him just as passionately. His body burned with the feel of Rukawa touching his bared skin.

“Hey! when had his shirt and jacket been gotten rid of?” he couldn’t say.

Rukawa just kept on kissing him and touching him caressing his chest and ribs with each sweeping touch that hand moved further down ward seeking out his skin. Hanamichi fell open to Rukawa, his legs relaxed Rukawa pushed in to Hanamichi’s open space with his thighs pressing in closer to that golden body.

He felt it, he felt Rukawa hard and rubbing against his inner thigh he felt Kaede’s hand grope his crotch gripping it and squeezing him softly through his cotton pants before releasing him with a groan. Rukawa was breathing hard above him and moaning all Hanamichi could do was stare at that flushed face, it looked so pretty above him panting his eyes closed tight for a moment before opening showing him piercing sapphire, looking into heated almond eyes. Rukawa’s lips curved up slightly looking at Hanamichi seeing him like he was, bare and beautiful straining under him enjoying every touch every caress he bestowed upon that loud brash being.

He brought his hand back up to tease dusky nipples before settling his pink pretty lips over Sakuragi’s left nipple sucking on it and lapping at it. Hanamichi could only feel himself tingle and shake at the sensation of that hot mouth sucking on his skin, creating such a sensation. Sensations pulling through his blood he gasped his voice was growing hoarse and loud he never thought he could feel this good.

Rukawa’s hand slid itself down clutching at the clasp of Hanamichi’s pants he gripped and slid his pinky and ring finger down and under the line of Hanamichi’s briefs he could feel the tip of Hanamichi’s prick slick against the tip of his fingers straining for touch both wanting to touch and be touched by the other.

Hanamichi gasped and rocked up wanting to feel hot fingers wrapped around his cock. Rukawa moaned low and released Hanamichi’s nipple from his mouth and freed his other hand to help with the removing of the last article of clothing, Hanamichi’s pants.
“W-w-wait” he breathlessly begged Rukawa who pulled back just enough to let him breath.

Rukawa waited he wasn’t normally patient but it was important at that moment that he listened to Hanamichi.
Hanamichi couldn’t speak at that moment all he did was caress his hand up the front of Rukawa’s white school shirt he rubbed a nipple through the coarse shirt, Rukawa let out a startled gasp.

Hanamichi reached up seeking to finaly touch Rukawa’s neck his fingers spread out and he moved his hand up to Rukawa’s sweaty heated cheek and lightly skimmed his hand over his face before finding purchase on Rukawa’s shoulder.

Hoarsely he said with eyes confused and gleaming with restrained heat, “I,I this is w-wrong, I don’t even like you!. This can’t ...”

Rukawa just snorted and kissed him, he nibbled on Sakuragi’s neck and up along his jaw to his kiss swollen lips, nuzzeling him before he answered, “It feels good doesn’t it?” and he touched Sakuragi’s erection fondling it. “Y-yeahs,” Sakuragi moaned.

“I don’t like you either Da’hou.” And then he proceeded to stripping Hanamichi of his pants in one long gliding motion he moved down those long tanned legs revealing strong thighs and calves. He kissed Hanamichi’s ankle once he had tossed those black slacks against his wall.

He pushed up between loose thighs and returned to kissing Hanamichi’s open mouth they began kissing heavily for several more minutes before Rukawa decided it was time to take this to the bed. He hugged Hanamichi to him before letting go just enough to whisper in his ear, “Bed.”

Hanamichi groaned briefly and was tugged lightly up on to his feet his gaze was slack and glazed over Rukawa reached over and down he wrapped his fingers around Hanamichi’s straining cock and pumped it loosely releasing it and catching Hanamichi as he stumbled forward his knees shaky.

“No, until bed on, on bed,” his words came out slurred and garbled he was so hard all he wanted to do was come and damn that Kitsune sure knew how to torture a man!

He was grabbed and held tightly to Rukawa’s chest his back brushing up against hard nipples. He could feel Rukawa’s erection prodding his bare ass through scratchy pants.

He held Hanamichi hard against his chest, breathing in the sweat and heat of Hanamichi. He tasted Hanamichi’s shoulder licking it before bitting down. Hanamichi squeaked at the pain of the bite and squirmed. He needed to cum the aching in his body the blood pulsing, his heart beating so thrillingly fast.

He whimpered feeling the coolness of the beds sheets he was being pressed into before being awkwardly turned onto his back. Rukawa took his place on top of him and set about fondling his prick and thighs. He caressed the inside of his thighs and commented on how soft his skin felt there and how silky his thigh hairs were. Rukawa moved down putting his lips up against his inner thigh. “Ohh, oh oh gawd!” Hanamichi cried at the feeling of Rukawa’s hair brushing against his throbbing cock.

He chocked out “Please, please oh gawd!!” He reached down to relieve himself of this unbearable need. Rukawa grabbed his hand by the wrist and squeezed it tightly his eyes blazed up into Hanamichi’s eyes. All Hanamichi could do was gag/ whimper his eyes rolled up and around wild with his need.

Rukawa took pity then, though he still wanted very much to explore Hanamichi’s body it was just too much even for him. He felt himself about ready to come just by looking at the desperation of Hanamichi’s body and the strain on his face it was so clear that he was going to blow his load whether he wanted him to or not.

“Shh, Shh Hanamichi calm down. Please just a little more and I promise you can come.” His voice was so soft Hanamichi could barely hear him.

His eyes looked down into Rukawa’s dark lustful gaze and he turned his head a way he couldn’t bare to look into that gaze not when he was about to, too… He gasped in heavy breaths and tried to think of anything that would tap down his desperate urge. His body was on fire as he felt Rukawa move a way, “W-what the hell!!” and then Rukawa was laying down partly on top of him and partly on the bed to the left of him.

He grabbed Hanamichi’s hair and pulled up feeling the silky strands run through his fingers tickling his hand and he tingled with lust. He kissed Hanamichi as he gasped at the feel of Rukawa’s hand finally taking a firm hold around his cock and getting down to business.

He felt those long white fingers once again explore his length caressing him with firm tight strokes his thumb swept over the tip of the weeping head pressing into the little slit on top of the cock, Hanamichi thrashed around and arched at the intensity these strokes provoked in him. Rukawa continued stroking spreading the pre-come down, he briefly removed his hand from Hanamichi’s cock and explored his balls fondling them and squeezing them, feeling there soft silkiness before moving his hand back onto the hot throbbing erection creating a tight fist around it once again, he moved his hand in earnest pumping and tightening his hold loosening it and pulling it tight gripping him he jerked Hanamichi off.

Rukawa felt incredible with his hand wrapped around Hanamichi’s proud cock stroking it to his own personal favorite rhythm. Feeling that body tighten and coil under his bucking and pushing so desperately into his hand. Letting out such loud sexy noises that thrilled his ears, that sensation coursing through him and somehow it made him feel as triumphant as if he had scored the last wining point in a basketball game.

He felt incredible unbelievable as he exploded in Rukawa’s hand. Tears fell from his eyes in relief he felt Rukawa’s gaze upon him and then the wet of his tongue tracing the tears path to his lips.

Rukawa took his hand from Hanamichi’s cock feeling the come hot in his hand he brought it up feeling the urge to smell and taste it. His tongue peeked out from his lips and lightly his tongue touched the seed in his hand. He felt/saw Hanamichi staring at him watching him do this erotic act.

Hanamichi groaned at the site of it Rukawa’s eyes closed as he tasted him.

It tasted salty slightly bitter and somehow at the same time sweet, it held something of Hanamichi’s essence init. He heard Hanamichi’s groan his eyes were closed tears were drying on his face one arm flung over his eyes and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life. He undid his pants and in a moment he was on Hanamichi’s chest he reached down and fondled himself slicking himself with Hanamichi’s leftover seed. He took that hand that now held his own juices and Hanamichi’s and touched traced swollen lips. He felt such a strong desire to know that mouth to feel it wrapped around his dick.

“H-Hanami-chi” he sighed as he felt him open his mouth to his fingers and his tongue came out and touched them, a moment later Rukawa was pushing up opening Hanamichi’s mouth further with his prick. “Suck me.” And to both their surprises and to Rukawa’s relief Hanamichi wrapped his tongue around him and drew him inside. Rukawa pushed in and felt Hanamichi spasm gag around him as he splurted and came in that moment that hot wet mouth took him in.

He collapsed off and over Hanamichi falling into a sex induced coma with Hanamichi gasping in shock that he had swallowed it. Rukawa had been in his mouth in more ways than one and he wasn’t sure what to do or to think about it. He just turned a way, well tried to turn a way from Rukawa only Rukawa’s unconcous body wasn’t letting him go. He sighed in discontent and closed his eyes and fell fast a sleep telling himself not to think about it. That this didn’t happen, it didn’t happen!

A few hours later Hanamichi was able to get loose from Rukawa’s clutching arms and grabbed his clothes and rushed to leave. Rukawa woke to watch Hanamichi putting on his last vestment of clothing his white long sleeved school shirt and was about to button it when he turned at the sound of the beds squeak.

Rukawa didn’t exactly sit up he laid there lethargic content in watching Hanamichi scurry to get out of there.
“Kitsune, this didn’t happen.”

“…” He just blinked at that statement not caring enough to answer it. He hadn’t felt this good in a long time.

Rukawa's eyes fallowed Hanamichi’s every move the shaking of his head the way his hands moved and clenched into fists.

Hanamichi’s eyes were nervous and desperate, there was anger beginning to bloom in them. Rukawa still felt disinclined to answer him, he felt so relaxed and well rested it was a great feeling all the frustration, every kind that had been in him had left him.

In his thoughts his mind went over his own orgasm and frowned it wasn’t that good of a blow job as he had known from an overly enthusiastic admirer, on those rare occasions he felt inclined and aroused, a few of the girls had been very experienced but somehow he had not come nearly as hard as he had the moment Hanamichi’s lips had closed around him.

He pulled his underwear and pants up from where they had been around his thighs revealing himself enough to have his release in Hanamichi’s mouth.

He rolled off the bed and before Hanamichi could get out of the room Rukawa was pulling him into a kiss.

He didn’t know why he had gone and kissed him he just hadn’t wanted to let him go yet and the blush that was covering that face was something to see.

“Okay.” He said tiredly then he released him and yawned.

Rukawa leaned up against his wall he ran his hand brusquely through and tugged his raven hair as he watched Hanamichi leave with a look of blankness upon his face. It was a most unnatural look for the red headed gangster but whatever he had felt for Hanamichi was still a plague upon his mind.

He wasn’t sure why he had done what he had but it was done and now it was time to get to sleep, practice will have to come in the morning before leaving for school.

The End
Chapter one is complete! And now time for Chapter two. Please feel free to let me know what you think, but please don’t be too harsh.

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