All We Do

A set of knocks on the door, different from his mother or father so Kenma didn’t feel the need to hide what he was playing on his desktop. He spared a glance in the direction of the doorway, the cozy familiarity had his heart racing just a tad.

Even as Tetsurou looked as if he just rolled out of bed and grabbed whatever was nearest, a plain black t-shirt and some basketball shorts that hung below his knees. His hair was a disheveled nightmare, did he even attempt to brush it on his way out of the house? But maybe it didn’t matter because he was coming over to see his best friend.

The best friend who would quite honestly drool over Tetsurou in any state. It was a good thing that Tetsurou didn’t put much into his appearance on a lazy Saturday afternoon, Kenma certainly wouldn’t be prepared if he strolled in suited up.

Oh, that’s a nice thought.

“Get your dick sucked yet?”

Kenma scrunched his nose at the crude language, receiving a dumb smirk from Tetsurou as he closed the door behind him and headed over to his desk. His lanky self hung over the back of the chair, his warm cheek almost too close to Kenma’s. Close enough to rub like a needy cat if Kenma threw out his dignity.

“I’m not that far in...” Kenma took a moment to remember just where in the story he even was for this game, Tetsurou was good at instantly occupying his brain space, “I started playing this morning, I’m still on the common route.”

“But you’re sitting on this dude’s lap?”

“We’re taking a break from studying,” Kenma says, sneaking a side glance at Tetsurou who just smirks at the sight on the monitor, “he’s trying to convince me to practice kiss, just in case.”

“Just in case? For a future girlfriend?”

“Or boyfriend.”

“Huh...” Tetsurou’s silence is slightly unnerving, like he knows Kenma doesn’t like girls in a sexual or romantic sense, but sometimes it feels like he doesn’t understand. Especially when Kenma is dragged into the same conversations with the rest of the team, it’s tiresome, but he just thinks of the first anime girl to come to mind and they run away with that.

Maybe he should tell them too so they’ll leave him alone. Or not, the alternative is always worse if they decide to isolate him or act weird about it...

“Would you practice with me, Kenma?”

The question derails Kenma’s thoughts off the cliff and into the bottom of a crater as every single possibility flashes through his head. He hopes Tetsurou won’t notice the splash of pink on his round cheeks, he keeps his eyes forward while mindlessly clicking through the text.

This doesn’t assist him as the CG has switched to them nearly kissing.

“You don’t know how to kiss?”

“You ever hear me talking about making out with a girl?”

“I just thought that’s something you’d brag to Bokuto about... or your other friends,” Kenma keeps it cool, he’s not curious in the slightest about what Tetsurou gets up to when yet another girl asks to meet him on the roof of the school.

“I’ve kissed a couple, but...” Tetsurou did it, his cheek touching Kenma’s as his hand squeezed his shoulder, “never felt right enough.”

“Your standards must be exorbitantly high.”

“Nah... I just have a bad case of chickening out,” the hand on his shoulder slides along, upwards to cup his chin, “I’d like to think I wouldn’t do that with you.”

Kenma’s gaze shifts, his chin turned in the direction of Tetsurou’s amused face, his eyes flicker right down to those waiting lips, “I’ve never kissed anyone.”

“Practice for the both of us? Me for the girl who is lucky enough to be my future wife and you for the boy who I deem good enough for you.”

Kenma’s whole chair is turned then as Tetsurou draws himself away and gets his hands on the pleather armrests, his t-shirt is loose enough for Kenma to see underneath the collar as he bends forward to meet Kenma’s eyes. He reminds himself not to stare and darts his eyes up, “are you serious, Kuro?”

“Yeah, who better to practice with than my best friend? I trust you, you trust me. We just have to promise each other it won’t get weird after.”

“You’re straight,” Kenma says, directly reminded of the game where one of these characters swears up and down he isn’t into guys, but a little kissing is okay.

“Kissing is kissing, it’s the same across all genders,” Tetsurou sounded far calmer than Kenma could ever feel in this moment, “if either of us get grossed out or feel uncomfortable, we can tap out and pretend this never happened, yeah?”

“Deleting this save... I guess.”

“Exactly,” Tetsurou was using his charming smile on him, the one that classmates and teachers and even rival teammates fell for. Kenma wasn’t immune, he was likely the only person on this planet that’d be willing to do anything Tetsurou asked of him.

Kenma looked back at the game, they were stuck looking into each other’s eyes, lips close enough, but not enough to touch. Kenma would be a big fat liar if he said he’d never imagined himself in those scenarios, the main reason he shifted away from female main characters and into male.

To immerse himself as much as possible, to subconsciously find the characters that he would imprint his best friend on. His straight best friend who was offering kisses on a silver platter.

“Hey, it’s okay if you don’t want to.”

Kenma’s fingers were curled in his shirt before he could back away, “I do... I just don’t want you to regret it.”

“I have never regretted a thing with you, kitten,” Tetsurou leaned in further, causing Kenma’s head to hit the headrest, to see the look in his eyes that had Kenma’s stomach flipping.

Was that normally reserved for the girls he was with? Oh boy.

“Tilt your head to the side a little... like this,” Kenma didn’t need the guidance of a fingers on his chin, but he wasn’t going to turn them down, not when Tetsurou had a soft, satisfied smile to match, “I’ll take the lead and you can follow.”

Kenma made a small noise of acknowledgement as Tetsurou closed his eyes and the blond did the same, he knew the very basics of how a kiss worked, but this would be his first. Like, ever. Of course he could treat this like a quick save and overwrite it later with a real kiss and-

Oh his lips are soft.

Kenma was frozen for the moment, this was something he’d fantasized about since he was like, twelve? Whenever he first discovered that yes, boys can kiss boys. Thanks to Black Butler fanart for that one. Another awakening of sorts.

But anyway , Kenma was here, Tetsurou was pressing his lips to his and he needed to be an active participant. He’ll just copy what Tetsurou does, like a ditto... but for kissing. He brushed his thoughts out of his head as Tetsurou held his chin steady, an anchor that Kenma was fond of and reminded him that Tetsurou wanted this too.

At least he thought so until Tetsurou pulled away, leaving Kenma’s golden eyes blinking up at him.

“Let’s move to your bed, it’ll be more comfortable and it won’t kill my back.”

“Okay old man.”

“Don’t be mean to the guy offering to practice kissing with you!”

Kenma just rolled his eyes, but he left his chair to join Tetsurou on his bed, unsure of how they were supposed to go about this. Tetsurou and his limited experience came in handy, picking Kenma up by the waist and placing him right on his lap.

“You were doin’ real good there, Kenma,” Tetsurou left kisses on his cheeks and nose, “quick little learner.”

Kenma wasn’t sure what to say to that, if he should even respond at all because he didn’t want to talk , he wanted those lips back where they mattered. So he scooted up on his knees, palms flat on Tetsurou’s chest as he took the initiative with capturing Tetsurou’s lips with his own.

The older one let out some kinda shocked noise, but he didn’t hesitate to match Kenma’s movements, his rising aggression for more . Tetsurou’s hands wandered from his waist, one playing underneath his hoodie and the other curled around the nape of Kenma’s neck.

He liked it, Tetsurou touching him. He always did, ever since they were little, but now it meant something else. Tetsurou’s warm fingers smoothing over his skin as they kissed felt like it could lead somewhere, a path that Kenma was still so vaguely aware of.

Tetsurou hadn’t gone that far either so they were in the same boat, rocking along together as they explored each other’s mouths. His hands didn’t stay in one place for long, be it Kenma’s waist, neck, his thighs, chest... Tetsurou was needy to touch him all over.

“You like touching,” Kenma remarked, breaking their kiss to catch his breath.

“I’ve always been like this,” Tetsurou slid his hands over Kenma’s thighs, gently squeezing, “is it okay?”

“I don’t care,” Kenma’s own hands had rested around Tetsurou’s shoulders, “girls will probably like it.”

“Mmm... yeah,” Tetsurou leaned in for another kiss, this time swiping his tongue along Kenma’s lower lip. Permission? That is the next level, using tongue.

Kenma let his mouth fall open, a bundle of nerves gathering in his stomach as Tetsurou slipped his tongue inside, kinda weird . Anything he’d seen in a drama or movie was knocked clean out of his head as Tetsurou overwhelmed him, he went with whatever just... felt right.

But he just, couldn’t stop the giggle bubbling up anyway.

“What, kitten?” Tetsurou had a prominent smile as well.

“Sorry, it’s just... tongues are slimy and wet and you shoving yours in my mouth feels weird,” Kenma blurted out and that got a laugh out of Tetsurou too, “I’m sure I’ll get used to it, probably. I hope.”

“No, no you’re right,” a couple chuckles escaped from Tetsurou, “we can take it slow as you want.”

“That works...” Kenma notes how pink and shiny Tetsurou’s lips are, he wants to kiss them again and again, so he does. Was kissing always this fun and... relaxing? The natural way they fell in together, how they often chased the other if one attempted to pull away.

Kenma was thankful it was a Saturday, they could waste hours cuddled up together and simply kissing, touching each other. At some point Kenma found himself on his back, Tetsurou snug between his legs as their tongues were back in play and Kenma still giggled.

But he was getting the hang of it and understood why people loved doing this. Having Tetsurou’s heavy weight on him, the feel of his large hand stroking his side and Kenma threading his fingers through messy dark hair. Practicing made it okay, practicing made it... normal? Kenma wouldn’t have to worry about it ruining their friendship, just as long as he kept a lid on his feelings.

It was only when his father came knocking, telling them that dinner was ready that they pulled away and remembered eating is important. Tetsurou left after their dinner and Kenma just... wondered, would this happen again? He hoped so.

To Akaashi [22:16]

I need to yell about something

But idk if you’ll be okay with it

Kenma was at his desk, scrolling through twitter as a means of distracting himself, but it was barely working. Really, how could he think of literally anything else .

From Akaashi [22:17]

You send me the weirdest fucking porn on a daily basis.

I’m sure I can take whatever else you throw at me.

To Akaashi [22:17]

Ya but that’s like fake shit

This is real shit

And I kinda super mega confirmed it with myself

And maybe I’m just paranoid and scared of losing you as a best friend

Tetsurou was the only person in his life who knew so far and Kenma was already bad at making friends. Akaashi was a godsend since they clicked instantly over their airhead captains.

From Akaashi [22:19]

We’re best friends for a reason, I’d never judge you.

💖💖💖💖💖

To Akaashi [22:19]

lmao now you’re mocking me

But anyway uhhhhhh

Kuro offered to practice kiss

And we did it

For like idk 4 hours

(I’m really gay for him)

Kenma wanted to hide his phone and bury himself under his bedsheets, he knew that Akaashi was cool with whatever, but was he that cool? He wasn’t the type to gossip and spill tea in public, however there was still a chance he’d be grossed out by this.

From Akaashi [22:21]

So my suspicions were correct, you’re crushing on Kuroo.

(It’s really obvious that you’re gay for him)

(I support that)

(He’s hot)

To Akaashi [22:22]

(SOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING HOT OMG LKGJFLKDGKLX)

From Akaashi [22:22]

Wanna call? I’m curious about the details...

Kenma hit the call button and Akaashi was answering by the second ring, “how many details did you want, pervkaashi?”

“Nothing TMI, thank you. I’m mostly curious how this practicing thing came about.”

“Well...” Kenma explained how Tetsurou walked in and the conversation that took place, “... and I don’t know, I couldn’t say no... I really wanted to.”

“Then you two made out for hours? Do I say congratulations here?”

“Yes, yes you do,” Kenma pulled his knees up to his chest and couldn’t stop the smile from gracing his lips, “it was so awesome, he’s an amazing kisser and I could honestly do it for the rest of my life. I do not care that he’s using me as a placeholder for a woman.”

That got a laugh out of Akaashi, “I’m surprised really, he seems very... you know, quintessentially heterosexual.”

“Right? But we’re so close and kinda do everything together, so maybe this is one of those things.”

“Making out with your best friend.”

“While probably pretending he’s a girl, I’ve got the long hair for it. Like I know it’s kind of fucked up but...”

“Let yourself enjoy it, Kenma, don’t spoil it with silly logic.”

“I won’t!” Kenma declared, “so yeah that’s the thing I wanted to yell about, I hope I didn’t interrupt anything important.”

“Nah, I was just reading... I was going to text you soon anyway since I didn’t hear from you all day.”

“Aw, did you miss me?”

“Maybe I did?”

“Let’s play something together, I want to crush hopes and dreams and get nerds to uninstall.”

Tetsurou was dressed nicer this time, a blue flannel button up that was on the floor beside the couch, his tight black undershirt clinging onto his body. Kenma's fingers were crawling on his back to get it off, he’d seen Tetsurou shirtless a million times before, but not in this situation.

Not when Yaku and Kai had finally left them alone and Tetsurou was barreling towards Kenma to get his lips and hands all over him. If Kenma wasn’t drunk on the woodsy scent of Tetsurou’s cologne, he may think the third years lingered in the basement just to fuck with Tetsurou.

That’s what it was, a night with their friends, but Bokuto brought Akaashi and Tetsurou called Kenma so he wouldn’t be the only second year here... obviously. The fucking finally that left Tetsurou’s mouth once they heard the basement door shut had heat pooling in Kenma’s groin.

Not the first time they’ve made out in a place that wasn’t either of their bedrooms, but definitely a spot they wouldn’t get caught in as Tetsurou’s father was likely fast asleep. The club room, an empty school corridor, behind the abandoned classrooms... all spots for practicing, that’s what Tetsurou claimed and Kenma was happy to run with it.

It’d been an exciting two weeks with Kenma waiting for Tetsurou to whisk him away to a quiet spot or join him for studying after volleyball practice. They did study, most of the time, but Tetsurou was grabby and Kenma wouldn’t resist his hands or the knowing smirk.

There was something else in Tetsurou’s movements tonight though, as he grabbed the arm rest by Kenma’s head and rolled his hips forward. Kenma felt it, he always did and chose to ignore it, however Tetsurou was pursuing it as they were tangled on the couch together.

Pizza boxes were stacked on the coffee table, along with dirtied cups and paper plates, the projector had been shut off prior to their friends leaving. Just minutes earlier they were joking around about something or other, Kenma wasn’t paying the utmost attention.

He just knew Tetsurou’s arm around his shoulder, the heat of their thighs pressing together and Kenma quickly turning away from Konoha’s inquisitive gaze. Tetsurou had been all over him all night really, refusing to leave his side once the food had been delivered and Yaku teased him about it.

Akaashi didn’t say anything, but he knew. Oh he knew.

Now Tetsurou was claiming his mouth, rutting against him too and Kenma’s head was spinning, it was an incredible feeling. One that he only got once he was alone and grinding against his pillow, wishing, hoping Tetsurou would...

“Can I um...” Tetsurou’s hesitation struck Kenma as cute, “I want to touch you.”

“Yeah... that’s fine,” Kenma kissed the corner of his mouth, “for practice, right?”

“Yeah, so... you’ll know how you like it when getting jerked off... and you won’t settle for less,” Tetsurou was proud of that string together sentence and Kenma just nodded as Tetsurou’s hand slipped between them.

“I can do you too? If you’re okay with that.”

“I...” Tetsurou stared off for a moment, panic sure always took the first chance to grip Kenma when it could. This was probably too much, he wouldn’t want another guy touching his dick, what was Kenma thinking ?

“You sure you want to?” Tetsurou asked as Kenma just answered with pushed his hands lower, going to undo his jeans, “I don’t want you feeling pressured or-”

“If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t offer,” Kenma murmured, “and I should be saying seeing as you’re the straight one.”

“I’m good with anything from you, kitten,” Tetsurou flashed him a smile, “anything goes during this.”

“Anything?”

“Yeah.”

Kenma couldn’t make a silly comeback if he wanted, Tetsurou had tugged down his sweats and pulled his cock out of his sweats. Someone else touching him was a lot , but Tetsurou curling his long fingers around Kenma’s cock had him praying that he wouldn’t come within ten seconds.

“Me too, kitten,” Tetsurou reminded him as he rocked down on Kenma’s hand and shaky fingers went to dip underneath the waistband of his briefs. Kenma only had touch to go on as Tetsurou was demanding another kiss and his cock was hard in Kenma’s hand... heavy, much longer than his own.

He experimented with stroking down the base and up the shaft, to the sensitive tip, feeling how Tetsurou fucked up into his fist. Eager, he was horny and Kenma made him like this... or whatever girl was on Tetsurou’s mind, more likely at this rate.

No, he wouldn’t spoil the mood for himself like this. In this basement it was only them , Tetsurou’s cock seeking out the friction of his fingers, Tetsurou’s lips drifting down to leave wet kisses on his neck.

“Feels good, fuck .”

The verbal praise, along with additional evidence from his cock head leaking and Kenma smearing it down his cock, Tetsurou’s body was so honest for him. Kenma wasn’t faring much better really, the embarrassing noises leaving his lips gave him away that Tetsurou knew how to work his cock.

“Just how you like it, huh? Didn’t know a guy could get this wet,” Tetsurou smirked against his neck, Kenma just bucked his hips up in response, “easier than I thought it’d be, or is that just you?”

“Kuro...” Kenma didn’t know what Tetsurou was insinuating, he just needed him to keep going, “you’re good at this...”

“Yeah? Jerking your little cock like this?” Kenma’s hips jumped in Tetsurou’s hand, he was so, so close, “oh, baby are you close?”

That was it, Kenma bit down hard enough on his cheek to taste the copper as he came in Tetsurou’s hand, that must’ve looked pathetic. He covered his eye with his arm as he wondered if he could possibly disappear if he begged any higher being hard enough.

“Kenma, you’re still so shy,” Tetsurou cooed, not helping in the slightest, “it’s okay if you’re into that.”

“Is it?”

“Of course, especially since I’m bigger than you everywhere,” Tetsurou provided the most obvious reminder by rocking into Kenma’s hand, “you want a man that’s bigger than your tiny self?”

“... I do.” Kenma pulls his arm away and sees Tetsurou sitting up, using Kenma’s small fist to fuck into. The sight , Tetsurou’s black undershirt rode up to reveal part of his abs and the thick shaft of his cock going back and forth in Kenma’s hand.

“... that’s it, you can use me,” Kenma softly said, his cheeks burning up as Tetsurou smiled.

“I was planning on it, kitten. I’m almost there, just need you to keep it tight for me,” Tetsurou rocked faster, a hand on the back of the couch as he looked down at Kenma. Who was he thinking of... did she resemble Kenma at all?

Kenma pulled up his shirt with his other hand just so it didn’t get messy, inviting Tetsurou’s release to land on him within seconds. The soft groan would be locked in Kenma’s spank bank as he felt hot liquid spray across his tummy and knuckles.

“Wanna sleep over?” Tetsurou leaned forward, pressing a light kiss to his lips, “I’ll clean you up then we can chill.”

Kenma kissed him back, this one lasting longer... it was a miracle they ever left the couch.

From Akaashi [10:38]

👀

To Akaashi [10:38]

👀

From Akaashi [10:39]

Kuroo looked like he wanted to devour you whole all night so did you fuck y/n?

To Akaashi [10:39]

Jkgfdgfkdxkgx UM

Depends on your definition? We gave each other handjobs.....

From Akaashi [10:39]

Hmmmmmm

I guess that counts

To Akaashi [10:40]

Glad you approve of my lewd activities

I just left his place bc I have like... chores to do?

From Akaashi [10:40]

Oppressive.

Why can’t you spend the weekend practicing blowjobs with your bestie?

To Akaashi [10:41]

IKRRRRRRR

But I would prefer not to lose access to my PC and consoles <3

You gave me an idea tho thx

From Akaashi [10:41]

As if you haven’t been thinking about it.

To Akaashi [10:41]

Have U?

From Akaashi [10:42]

No.

Well

Maybe

Not with Kuroo

To Akaashi [10:42]

It’s okay if it’s w/ kuroo he’s prolly offering practicing services to every closested gay man in tokyo LOL

From Akaashi [10:42]

You think that nerd has time to be that slutty?

To Akaashi [10:43]

... nah

But he looks like one 🥰 makes him sexier

From Akaashi [10:43]

Fair...

Anyway I guess I’ve been thinking.

I keep turning down confession from girls and you know maybe... I’m not into them? Idk.

To Akaashi [10:44]

You have LITERALLYYYYY never talked about a girl to me

Can u even get off to one???

BUT WAIT are you into kuroo???

From Akaashi [10:50]

Tiny bit.

Bokuto is more my um. Type.

To Akaashi [10:50]

Oooooh wow u fell for the ultra het 🧍♂️

We should talk abt this tonight I have to do laundry

Tetsurou’s clothes don’t really matter this time, not with his pants around his ankles and Kenma’s fingers palming the bulge in his boxers. He was understandably shocked when Kenma asked for him to come over and, well, told him he wanted to suck his cock.

For practice, of course. Kenma volunteered to make it easier on Tetsurou’s eyes as he borrowed his mother’s makeup and left his hair down, hoping that he looked feminine enough for Tetsurou. This along with wearing only one of Tetsurou’s shirts that he had stashed in a drawer and the only pair of panties he’d stolen just this passing week, Tetsurou couldn’t say no.

And if Kenma looked like a girl, Tetsurou would be even more horny, right? Right. Akaashi convinced him that this was a great idea and he was not turning his back on it, even if he was mildly intimidated from this angle.

“So pretty for me, angel,” Tetsurou brushed his fingers through Kenma’s dark roots, “didn’t know you could do makeup.”

“Youtube helped,” Kenma admitted, his fingers continuing to rub Tetsurou’s cock over the fabric, “I thought you might like it if I looked more feminine... or something like that.”

“You wanna be a pretty little girl for me?” Kenma’s cock twitched in his panties at the words, was this weird? Tetsurou hadn’t shamed him for anything else they’d done... he kinda just went with everything and figured out what turned Kenma on.

“You want a fuck a girl, so I’m making it easier for you,” Kenma licked over his bulge as hazel eyes were fixed on him, his attention fueled Kenma on. He briefly thinks back to another conversation with Akaashi about sucking on a banana or whatever for practice before blowing Tetsurou.

Do you think I own a dildo?!

I don’t know, maybe you do!

I DON’T!! Not yet anyway...

There’s a smile on the corner of his lips as he continues licking, sucking on Tetsurou’s clothed cock and his captain just watches in wonder. He should wear makeup more often, invest in a dress or two... maybe if he’s feminine enough then Tetsurou will start to like him.

Now that’s just delusional.

“How long are you going to tease me, baby?” The pet name fell so easily from his lips since that movie night. Kenma didn’t object to it then nor the other times they were alone and hands went places that god wouldn’t approve of.

“Say it.”

Tetsurou cocked his head, the fingers in his hair growing a smidge tighter, “suck my cock, princess. You won’t learn anything just by playing around.”

Kenma couldn’t reject that command, he went to tug down Tetsurou’s boxers and there was his cock, fully hard and laying against his belly. Kenma had seen it plenty of times now, usually in between them when they were rubbing off on each other or when Kenma gave him a quick handjob.

Never from this angle.

Kenma took hold of the base and began licking his way up the shaft, he was essentially flying in blind here.

“Good girl, that’s what I like...” Tetsurou widened his legs a little further, his fingers petting Kenma as his small pink tongue licked him, “focus on the head for me.”

Kenma did so, as the owner of a dick he knew just how sensitive it was there, it’d feel nice if Tetsurou tongued it... or sucked on it. He wrapped pink lips around it and stroked his cock at the same time, would that feel good?

“Ohhh yes , just like that baby, don’t force yourself to take it all though okay? Fuck, I could come like this.”

Tetsurou’s babbling was fantastic, Kenma wouldn’t get stuck in his head as he attempted to take him down, inch by inch. He was learning that it was sort of rough when his mouth was little and Tetsurou was big , filling it up with ease.

The first sound of him gagging had Tetsurou bucking forward and ow , Kenma pulled right off to catch his breath.

“Sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, it was kind of automatic and oh my god, did I hurt you?” Tetsurou squished Kenma cheeks in his hands, panic rife in his pretty hazel eyes, “we can stop, it was really-”

“It’s fine, just don’t do it again,” Kenma wriggled up further to press a kiss to his worried best friend, “I can’t deep throat you, but... I’ll do what I can.”

Tetsurou groaned before taking him in another kiss, perhaps wanting to express how apologetic he was. Tetsurou was so sweet with Kenma when it came to this, it just made Kenma fall harder by the day.

Once back on his knees, Kenma stuck to working what he could into his mouth and used his hands for the rest of Tetsurou’s long cock. He couldn’t tell yet if he liked doing this, but Tetsurou was very into it from how he kept praising his ‘little girl’ and ‘princess’.

Kenma’s cock just strained in his panties, probably leaving a damp spot by now. His focus lay in getting Tetsurou’s off, in having his semen spill down his throat like a good slut. Oh... is that where the enjoyment came from?

“Baby, I’m gonna- I’m so close.”

The one warning Kenma got as he sucked him down and looked up at Tetsurou, all the permission in the world to come down his tight throat. It wasn’t wasted, not a single second as Kenma’s name flew from Tetsurou’s lips and Kenma swallowed every drop from his cock.

Wow, his jaw was aching.

“C’mere,” Tetsurou pulled Kenma up onto his lap and his hands pushed underneath the shirt to feel the cotton panties, “I’ll suck you too.”

“Actually, um...” the heat spilled into Kenma’s cheeks and there was no way he could look Tetsurou in the eye for this, “... I wanted you to...”

Kenma took the hand on his ass and guided it between his cheeks and Tetsurou’s eyebrows rose at the display, “if you want, I know it’ll be weirder because I’m-”

“Don’t say that,” Tetsurou quickly interrupted, “nothing about you is weird, not when we’re like this, okay? I definitely love that you’re into me calling you my princess and all... but I...”

Kenma peered at him expectantly, just as the fingers on his ass squeezed it.

“If it’s you, it’s okay.”

Kenma was turned and pushed on his back before he could respond, Tetsurou stared down at the pink panties hugging his hips and how his shirt was too big on his little body, “you’re beautiful, Kenma, no matter what you do for me.”

“Kuro...” Tetsurou surged in to kiss him, to ruck his shirt up right under his chin and play with his nipples. Once he learned how sensitive Kenma was there, he never wanted to quit, the bastard... but Kenma wouldn’t stop him.

“You have lube?” Tetsurou asked between their kisses as Kenma pointed at the nightstand, “did you plan this out, babe?”

“Not beyond wanting to suck you off... and possibly getting you inside of me,” Kenma confessed, “I um... fingered myself in the shower before you came.”

Tetsurou dropped his head on Kenma’s shoulder and let out a curse, “baby, baby you can’t just say this shit and not think I’ll fuck you ‘til you’re limping.”

“Maybe I want you to.”

“Maybe I’ll just ruin every other fucker after me then, huh?”

Fuck.

Another rushed kiss, Tetsurou grabbed the new bottle of lube and a condom from the box. He hooked his fingers under the panties and pulled them off, over Kenma’s thighs and down his calves.

He then settled between his legs, slick fingers pushing into his hole and mouth occupied by the small, neglected cock. You know, there’s a difference in watching your best friend deep throat a popsicle as a joke and seeing him suck down a cock in all seriousness.

Kuroo Tetsurou looked downright sinful with a cock stuffing his mouth, even more when two of his fingers were stretching his princess open. Kenma thought for a moment that Tetsurou would be more opposed to it because it’s a cock and not a vagina, but... it’s true that he’ll roll with anything for Kenma’s sake.

And uh, practice. His future girlfriend may have a cock.

“Tetsu-” Kenma curled his fingers into the sheets as those long fingers found his sweet spot and Tetsurou was sucking him at just the right moment and oh god, Kenma was done for . There were stars behind his eyes, Tetsurou continued with fucking his little hole open as he swallowed down Kenma’s seed with a damned smug look in his eyes.

Kenma wanted to apologize for not giving Tetsurou the time to pull off, but bit back the thought as Tetsurou licked his shiny lips clean and kissed his inner thigh.

“You’re... fine with that?”

“Yeah,” Tetsurou kissed his inner thighs a few more times, soon sliding in a third finger, “you came just as fast as I expected.”

“Shut up.”

Tetsurou gave him a toothy grin, then dared to kiss his way up Kenma’s tummy to his chest, paying special attention to his nipples, “love your tits, baby girl.”

Kenma’s attempt at squeezing his legs closed was thwarted by the huge body laying there and boy, Tetsurou didn’t miss that, “princess wants her tits sucked?”

“Please...”

Tetsurou latched his lips around one nub, sucking on it as his fingers thrusted in Kenma’s wet hole, he felt so spoiled. But, he liked it... just laying here while Tetsurou played his body however he wanted and being praised too? The dream.

“So pretty...” Tetsurou murmured, flicking his tongue against Kenma’s nipple and circling around it, “can you give me one more? I know you can, angel.”

Did Kenma have a choice in it? Some part of him liked to think he didn’t, he wanted to be at Tetsurou’s mercy until he finally deemed him worthy enough for cock. He shook his head anyway, but Tetsurou just teased him and went for a fourth finger, “you can, do it for your captain. Be a good girl.”

Good... Kenma wants to be good . And Tetsurou knows what he’s doing with his hands and mouth, he observes all of Kenma’s reactions, knowing how to drive him to the edge. That dirty mouth sucks on his other nipple and brutal fingers assault his prostate, Kenma is soon spilling on his stomach with fingernails digging into Tetsurou’s biceps.

“Told ya.”

Tetsurou winks, Kenma wants to hide, but he watches his friend roll the condom onto his dick instead, then slather more lube onto it. He pushes Kenma’s legs up on his chest, hands resting on the backs of his thighs and Kenma feels the fat head of his cock pressing into him.

Too much, but also so good.

“Oh fuck, baby you’re still so tight... oh my god ,” Tetsurou hisses, but he keeps on thrusting forward as Kenma slowly adjusts to him, to his massive size, “Kenma...”

“Hurts... but don’t pull out,” Kenma says as he reaches to circle his arms around Tetsurou’s shoulders, “never been this full, you’re so big.”

“You love it,” Tetsurou kisses his cheek, “... I’ve gotta be honest, I’m not going to last long when I start... I’m like... at my limit, kitten.”

“It’s okay, we can always do this again.”

“You’d let me fuck your little pussy again? I’m so lucky~”

Kenma immediately hides his face in Tetsurou’s shoulder as the older one chuckles, then there’s the drag of the cock inside him pulling out. And slowly moving forward. It’s like this for a few moments as Tetsurou seems to be grasping for control over his own orgasm.

“Fuck it,” Tetsurou murmurs, slamming forward into Kenma and getting him to bounce on the sheet, his thrusts following are wild and selfish, he’s barely hitting Kenma’s sweet spot, but the smaller one adores being used. Adores the frustration on Tetsurou’s face that relaxes into pleasure when he lets go and chases his own release.

There’s the stutter of hips, the surprise sting of teeth in Kenma’s shoulder when Tetsurou’s orgasm crashes through him. They lay in silence as Kenma held Tetsurou close to him and Tetsurou didn't pull out, he stayed seated inside of Kenma for... however long.

There’s no rush.

To Akaashi [01:45]

Does it count as losing my ass virginity if it was practice?

Also if you’re still up GO TO SLEEP.

PS kuro is fucking hugeeeeeee BYEEEEEEEEEEE

From Akaashi [07:39]

That 100% counts.

Or else everything I’m doing with Bokuto is just pretend.

Good morning.

To Akaashi [8:16]

Good morning luv

Idk he’s giving you lessons on how to be good in bed sooooo

It’s like real but not real but also real?

From Akaashi [8:16]

Ughhh this only matters if you care about the social construct that is virginity

To Akaashi [8:16]

I guess I don’t

But I’m really happy to go all the way with Kuroo too

Like as my first yk?

From Akaashi [8:17]

Def

I can say the same for Bokuto 💕

To Akaashi [8:17]

Look at us both, sleeping with our dream heterosexuals!!! 🥰🥰🥰

From Akaashi [8:18]

I still need to lose my ass virginity to Bo.

To Akaashi [8:18]

Omggg get on it!!

OH MY GOD I ACTUALLY HAVE SOME TIPS TO SHARE.

We should get lunch together and I will be extremely tmi <3

Bc Bokuto is big too right???

From Akaashi [8:19]

Yes...

Do you wanna see?

To Akaashi [8:19]

DO I WANNA SEE BOKUTO KOUTAROU’S DICK

Yes

Is that a real question???

From Akaashi [8:20]

Okay!! I’ll show you when we meet up.

Koutarou perks up, yakisoba in his mouth, when he sees Akaashi coming over towards their table. He’s usually on time to meet with the third years for lunch, but something or someone must’ve held him up this time.

“Ambushed by another girl, Akaashi?” Akinori teases.

“Oh, which one was it this time?” Tatsuki adds on as Akaashi takes the empty seat by Koutarou, “first, second, third year?”

“We’re clearly desperate for all the spicy details,” Akinori says as Akaashi gets to fishing out his bento from his book bag, “was she the one?”

“Second year from the swimming club and I kindly rejected her,” Akaashi answered, gazing back at the two curious third years across from them, “I did say that you two were perpetually single.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing, I just have a picky taste,” Akinori smirks and Akaashi just rolls his eyes, “there are some really cute girls in the swim club...”

“Why’d you reject her? That’s like the fifth one this month,” Koutarou said, “I’ve seen the girls who confess to you, Kaashi, they’re all super pretty or hot!”

“I’m...” Akaashi furrowed his brow for a moment, the way he does when he’s trying to think of a way to explain something to Koutarou, “... I’m shy around them. I don’t know how to date one and I’d rather not disappoint one with my lack of experience and time for her.”

“Well rejecting every girl that comes your way isn’t going to help you at all! You have to learn by doing, say yes to the next girl who comes your way and you can ask me for any help you need!”

“Kou, the longest relationship you had was like, two months?” Akinori chimes in.

“It’s about the fun times we had, not how it ended, Aki!” Koutarou declares, “I’m sure I have a longer body count than you anyway, so don’t even come at me.”

Akinori just sticks out his tongue and Koutarou mimics him, that’ll show him.

“I was thinking actually, what if you taught me how to treat a girl and I’ll use your lessons for her,” Akaashi said, breaking up their staring contest.

“Oh, oh that’s a great idea Kaashi! I’ll get to take another kouhai under my wing,” Koutarou tossed his arm around Akaashi’s shoulder and pulled him against his chest, “you will be the ultimate ladies man with my guidance, I promise it!”

“Ladies man or fuck boy?” Tatsuki asked as Akinori broke out in a laughter.

“Does it really matter as long as Akaashi gets laid? No. He’s the only cherry boy here you know, but soon he’ll be competing with us for pussy.”

Koutarou was so excited, he loved getting to teach his kouhai new volleyball things so this would be the same thing just, for women! Although Koutarou never really had to think about it... he sees a pretty girl, chats her up, and next thing he’s balls deep while they scream his name.

He didn’t understand how other guys found it so hard, girls loved him!

But Akaashi was just shy and probably a little insecure, he seemed like the type anyway since he’s so quiet and a huge bookworm. Deep inside of him was a man waiting to break out -wait, no- maybe a more accurate description would be a butterfly coming out from its cocoon.

Butterflies are pretty, Akaashi is pretty, Koutarou has to work around Akaashi’s comfort level and throwing him into the deep end would probably only make him freak out. He remembered that time at the previous captain’s party, Akaashi was stuck in a corner and all anxious around the drunk teenagers, so Koutarou took him outside for some fresh air and... promptly got distracted by some girl.

But that doesn’t matter, Koutarou helped him!

They got off at Akaashi’s stop since his parents worked late and he didn’t have a dozen family members around to interrupt their lessons. Speaking of what was going to be the first one? Talking to a girl? Flirting? Dates to go on? Seducing them? Hmmm...

“How far have you gone with any girl, Kaashi? Have you ever had a girlfriend?”

“I have no experience whatsoever,” Akaashi replied, his hands neatly folded in his lap as he sat on the edge of his bed, “it’s the physical side of things I’m worried about... like kissing because it feels as if everyone has had their first kiss by now.”

“Not everyone, just... most people by now,” Koutarou plainly stared at Akaashi’s lips, they were kinda cute in a way, “I can teach you how, it could be our first lesson if you’re comfortable with that.”

“Oh uh...” Koutarou’s sharp gaze flickered up to see that the setter was stumbling on his words, “are you sure? We’re both two guys and that might be... weird.”

“Just because I kiss one guy doesn’t mean I’m gonna go suck ten dicks or whatever,“ Koutarou waved his hand, “I can probably call up a chick if it bothers you.”

“No!” Akaashi blurted out, “I mean... you’re clearly very good at kissing and I do like hands-on learning from my skilled senpai.”

Koutarou beamed from the praise, “I am , it’s about time someone acknowledges that. So to keep it professional , this kissing is only in a teaching context! Nothing else, right?”

“Right.”

“Good, I’m taking this incredibly seriously, Akaashi,” Koutarou walked over to plop next to him on the bed, “I won’t let you down, you’ll be such a good boyfriend to your girl!”

“Yeah... yeah I will.”

“Alright so, kinda just...” Koutarou tilted his head as he wondered how to tackle this, just treat his best friend like he was any other girl Koutarou made out with, easy.

His hand rested on Akaashi’s thigh, he pushed his fingers through his dark curls and leaned in, “relax, don’t be so stiff, they’ll know.”

Akaashi nodded as Koutarou caressed his thigh, then brought their lips together in a series of soft kisses, enough to leave Akaashi satisfied, but definitely wanting more. It was really like kissing a virgin now that Koutarou thought of it, if you just disregarded that Akaashi was a guy.

Had to ease them into it.

Koutarou’s hand flexed over his thigh, ascending higher as Koutarou pushed into the kiss, there was little resistance from Akaashi. It’s how Koutarou favored it... when a cute girl would go pliant under his touch and spread her legs for him, begging for more, the best fucking feeling in the world.

“Not bad, Kaashi,” Koutarou broke their kiss to bring his lips elsewhere, specifically to his unblemished neck, “you’ll want to pay attention to other parts too.”

“O-oh?” Akaashi squeaked out just as Koutarou groped his inner thigh.

“Gotta get ‘em hot and needy for you,” Koutarou murmured against his neck, his hand skipped past his crotch as he went for the buttons on his shirt, “especially so she won’t think about anything, but you.”

“That’s a good point...” Koutarou kissed up Akaashi’s jawline, the spot underneath his ear that he knew drove some girls mad. His nimble fingers unbuttoned more of Akaashi’s uniform as Akaashi was a little squirmy, adorable.

“Most girls are really into when you take control, no matter how much they may go on about the opposite,” his lips were right by Akaashi’s ear now, “you know Mayoko?”

“President of the baking club, I think?”

“Yeah, she’s dating some math club loser who could get knocked over by a gust of wind,” the palm of Koutarou’s hand spread over Akaashi’s chest before pushing him down backwards on the bed, “always bitching about how much she hates a meathead like me, until I got her in the same position as you.”

Akaashi’s eyes widened as Koutarou’s hands brushed away his uniform shirt to feel the white tank underneath, “she absolutely loved when my fat cock was inside of her, Akaashi, loved when I pinned her down and showed her how a real man fucks.”

“Bokuto-san...” Akaashi was breathy as Koutarou hovered over him, as those huge hands held his wrists to the bed.

“This is how you fuck, Keiji ,” Koutarou smirked, “but since we’re only focusing on kissing...”

“Kiss me, please.”

Wow, never thought I’d see Akaashi begging.

Koutarou wasn’t one to deny, usually, Akaashi’s mouth opened right for him and Koutarou happily fucked his tongue into it. He squeezes Akaashi’s wrists as he dominates their kiss, not particularly in the mood to hold back anymore, all too caught up in wanting to make Akaashi squirm a little more.

That would mean letting go of one of his wrists... but whatever, he goes for sliding his hand down Akaashi’s body. Weird when there’s no tits to grab onto and he’s not soft like the girls Koutarou had laid with... but he kinda doesn’t mind either?

Koutarou doesn’t think, he just reaches low enough to feel up Akaashi’s ass and makes him yelp into his mouth. Hot. Koutarou does it again, Akaashi ruts up on him and their kiss becomes sloppy with mainly tongue, he’s into it.

Neither are really sure how much time passes, but Koutarou notices the darkness outside when his head perks up from Akaashi’s neck, “shit, I have to get going before I miss the train.”

“Ah, I didn’t know we’d been going that long,” Akaashi blinks and Koutarou smiles at how adorable he looks with his swollen lips and messy hair, “I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine, worst case scenario, I walk,” Koutarou scoops up his bag and blazer from the floor, “think about today’s lesson, Kaashi! You were pretty passive, which is fine! But girls need a man who takes charge.”

“I’ll be sure to take notes.”

Koutarou sends him one last smile before heading out of his bedroom.

To TETSUBRO 🐟 [22:28]

BROOO CAN I CALL U????

From TETSUBRO 🐟 [22:35]

Yaaaa

I was just abt to sleep tbh

But u will wake me right on up

Koutarou hit the call button as he tossed the towel into the nearby hamper and climbed into bed, only in his boxers.

“What’s up, dude?”

“Woah, you sound mad tired, bro,” Koutarou said, “I can call you later?”

“Nah, then you’ll just forget and be like, ‘Tetsuuuu what was I gonna tell you???’ and I won’t have the fuckin’ answer.”

“Hehe, you’re right!” Koutarou grinned, the sleep on Tetsurou’s voice was adorable, “I guess I had a hypothetical for you.”

“You know you can just ask me shit without the hypothetical?”

“Play with me, Tetsu, come on.”

“Fine, what’s your hypothetical?” Tetsurou yawned on the other side of the line, “make it quick, I had a long day.”

“If I hypothetically give a guy kissing lessons, would that make me gay?”

There’s a sigh and Koutarou can see Tetsurou pinching the bridge of his nose, “kissing one guy won’t make you gay, and if you’re teaching him... that’s not even relevant to your sexuality.”

“Oh, alright! Because I made out with Akaashi to help him get better with girls and I’m not really like that, you know? I love girls, they’re so... amazing!”

“Your straightness will not be defeated by one pretty boy,” Tetsurou said, “was it like a one time thing?”

“It was a thing I did like two hours ago... and I guess if Akaashi wants more lessons, I’d do it again? But I couldn’t see myself dating him or whatever.”

“You’ll be fine then, you’re just helping him out... like I’ve been helping Kenma practice with kisses and stuff.”

“YOU’RE WHAT?!”

“Oh my god, shut the fuck up, you’re going to wake your house and my house,” Tetsurou hissed, “but yes it kinda just... happened, okay? It’s the same as you.”

“And how long have you been doing it?!” Koutarou was definitely whisper shouting now, “I thought we shared everything.”

“... last month? But like, it’s just something that’s between us as best friends. I didn’t want outsider opinions.”

“You think I’m an outsider!”

“You aren’t, you’re my bestest bro right after Kenma and before Yakkun and for that reason I didn’t want you to think I was... you know.”

There’s a brief silence that gnaws at Koutarou’s stomach, “you can tell me anything, Tets, we’re bros for life.”

There’s a snort and the sound of a breath being exhaled, “bros for life, Kou.”

“Soooo are you going to tell me more about Kenken?”

“Friday, after practice... we can meet up?”

“Hell yeah!”

Their next lesson wasn’t planned, or well, none of them have been exactly planned in a traditional sense. They’d all revolved around kissing too, like how not to get caught kissing in the locker room or steal a kiss when no one was looking, very vital!

Koutarou was seated right next to Akaashi on a Saturday night, turning down the invitation of the cheer captain in favor of staying in with his best friend. Akinori would get a better chance with her if Koutarou wasn’t there anyway, god knows he’d been drooling over her since first year.

They were watching some anime together on Akaashi’s laptop when an earlier conversation bubbled up in Koutarou’s head, one that Akaashi noped out of and Koutarou immediately took notice. This could be connected to other things!

“Kaashi, how often do you jerk off?”

Okay, maybe Koutarou shouldn’t have asked when Akaashi was in the middle of drinking his apple juice and now it was all over the laptop. Koutarou patted Akaashi’s back as he coughed and went to grab a nearby shirt to wipe off the keyboard and monitor.

“Uh... that’s a sudden question, Bokuto-san.,” Akaashi wiped his mouth off with the sleeve of his sweater.

“Well, we were joking about it today in the group chat and you always leave then, do you not like... do it? At all?”

“I don’t see the point, no,” Akaashi said, “I never had a reason to either until recently I suppose... but it’s not all that enjoyable.”

“Maybe you’ve been doing it the wrong way? Because like yeah I love getting some from a hottie, but no one knows how to fuck me better than me!”

Akaashi blinked at him, “I’m not sure that I can manage to touch my dick the wrong way...”

“I don’t know... I think you could overthink your own pleasure, or like try to be efficient about it so you can come once every month and not get ball cancer.”

“That’s not how-”

“Anyway, I want you to show me how to do it, this is another lesson! So it’s all professional again! No judgment from me, no worries from you.”

Akaashi looked from Koutarou to the laptop and to Koutarou again before his shoulders sagged and he went to pull up a porn site. He clicked one of the first videos that came up and set the volume lower because no way were his parents going to hear some girl getting railed by The Rock impersonator.

“Pretend I’m not here.”

Akaashi sighed, but he did retrieve lube from his drawer, pushed down his sweats and pulled out his soft cock while Koutarou casually watched him, “oh, you’re long like Tetsu, but he’s thicker.”

“How do you know that...?”

“We measured once! And there’s a captain chat where literally anything gets posted, it’s kinda wild actually.”

“I see...” Akaashi murmured, his hand stroking his cock as he watched this tiny girl be bent over and absolutely wrecked by this man made of muscle. Koutarou had never seen a guy jerk their dick in person so watching Akaashi was kinda... interesting, he was a little elegant about it.

“You’re either too nervous or you’re not into this video at all.”

“... both?”

“Pick something you like then! I’m not here to observe you play with your soft cock, you gotta have fun with yourself, it’s the time for self love.”

Akaashi clicked through a few categories before landing on another video, it was homemade with two guys getting it on in the kitchen. Not what Koutarou was into, but this was Akaashi’s lesson, whatever got him off!

Akaashi leaned back and ran his hand down his admittedly pretty cock, there was a slight curve and it was pink at the head. Koutarou could see the shift into when he relaxed, or attempted to, wow Akaashi had an iron grip on his cock and was clearly trying to finish as fast as humanly possible.

“Stop, stop, stop,” Koutarou rested his hand on Akaashi’s wrist, “you are strangling your dick.”

“Well... I don’t really care to drag it out...”

“I’m not saying that I spend hours fucking my fist, but babe you make it look so painful! Love your cock, don’t hate him,” Koutarou said as Akaashi glared back at him, “how about you... just come over here.”

It was easier to manhandle Akaashi into his lap and set the laptop between Akaashi’s legs. Koutarou peeked over his shoulder and grabbed the lube laying on the sheet, “I can feel how tense you are, but I promise you’ll have a mindblowing orgasm by the end of this video.”

“Bokuto-san, is this a good idea?”

“Don’t doubt the master of masturbation,” squish went the lube on Koutarou’s hand, “replay it and this time, I’ll show you how to savor it.”

“Yes, captain,” Akaashi sighed, but he did lean his back on Koutarou’s chest and allowed for him to touch his semi hard cock. This was new, very new, but not that different from doing it to himself.

“Which one in the video do you want to be?” Koutarou asked, his deep voice by Akaashi’s ear as he slowly stroked his fingers up from the base and to the tip.

“Neither, they’re both... men.”

“You have to play along with me, it’s a fantasy. Lots of girls watch lesbian porn so it’s not that weird if you’re into guy on guy,” Koutarou says as he drags his hand down, smooth, long ...

“The one on the counter I guess...” Akaashi answered, “... I like it when someone else sort of...”

“Takes control? That tracks for you,” Koutarou watched as one of the men was sitting on the counter, his legs spread as the other man was all over him, “I’m sure there’s girls like that somewhere who want to peg a gorgeous boy like you.”

“Bokuto-san... can you go faster?”

“No, you’re getting the speed I set,” Koutarou firmly said with a light squeeze to his cock, “but isn’t this better? Taking your time, not making it into a competition.”

“Yeah...”

“What else do you do when touching yourself? Have you tried playing with your nipples?”

“No, I never have.”

“Well that guy seems to really love it,” Koutarou commented, the counter guy was getting his own pinched and tugged on while they kissed, “can you do that for me, play with your cute nipples?”

Akaashi followed his order with little hesitation, he pushed up his sweater and plucked on the small, brown nubs. Koutarou loved when girls did that for him, playing with their huge tits while riding or sucking his cock.

But now... huh , Akaashi looked just as delectable, his cock out, covered in lube and precum, his nipples getting toyed with. Counter guy was not as sexy as Akaashi in this moment and Koutarou didn’t really want to watch him anyway.

“How’s it feel?”

“Weird... sensitive?”

“Keep goin’ you look beautiful,” Koutarou kissed his cheek and rewarded him by accelerating his hand, soon the wet noise of Akaashi’s cock getting touched filled their space. Akaashi bucked his hips up into Koutarou’s hand, it was tight enough to give him that needed friction, but his cock wasn’t actively strangled either.

However the more Akaashi moved, the more his ass rocked back into Koutarou’s crotch and his cock was very much into it. He really hoped Akaashi wouldn’t notice, this was supposed to help him, not gross him out because his senpai got hard!

“Ohhh, look at that, he’s about to be fucked,” Koutarou drawled as the man was now facing the counter, hands on the marable, completely naked while the one behind him was lining up his cock, “you want that, Keiji? You want a cock in your ass?”

“I... um...” Akaashi stammered, his face was flush and his cock twitched in Koutarou’s hand. There was a big bead of pre that spilled from the tip and Koutarou used his thumb to smear it around the head.

“Do you want a cock? It’s a simple question, I’ll stop if you can’t answer me,” Koutarou began to withdraw his hand as Akaashi let out a cute whine.

“I do, I want to be fucked, I want to be him...”

“Wasn’t hard for you to admit, huh?” Koutarou smoothed his calloused hand back down Akaashi’s cock, “my little kouhai bent over and fucked like a slut, naughty of you.”

Akaashi tossed back his head as he fucked into Koutarou’s fist, his desperation to come was fascinating, he’d say anything. And Koutarou fucked with him a couple more times, pulling away and getting his polite kouhai crying for his touch again.

Riveting...

“Alright, be a good boy and come for me,” Koutarou kissed his neck and it took a few lazy tugs for Akaashi to finally cum all over his knuckles and the blanket below. He slumped back against his captain who was still terribly hard, but he could ignore that for this lesson... this very important lesson.

To TETSUBRO ✨ [8:45]

Dudeeeeeeee I need to get laid

From TETSUBRO✨ [8:45]

Good morning to you too

Ugh, same though.

To TETSUBRO ✨ [8:45]

Last night I helped kaashi recalibrate his masturbation tendencies

(thats what he called it)

And I was left so hard 😭😭😭 had to choke the chicken in the bathroom

From TETSUBRO ✨ [8:46]

How does that even work???

You taught him a new way of fucking himself?

To TETSUBRO ✨ [8:46]

Ya p much LOLOL

He was BADDD at it

So I like, got him into my lap and did it for him.

Omg his cock is a lot liek yours!!

But skinnier

From TETSUBRO ✨ [8:47]

You’re going to give me a boner in this class

Also, huh.

Kenma must be the tiniest one.

To TETSUBRO ✨ [8:47]

Kenken is little everywhere gjklfdhgjkfdx

AND IF I GOT BLUEBALLED U WILL TOO ! ! !

We srsly need to hit up a party tho asap

From TETSUBRO ✨ [8:50]

True true

Daichi is doing a thing before summer break

We could crash

To TETSUBRO ✨ [8:50]

LETSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Btw have u ever watched gay porn??? Akaashi likes it but idk it does jackshit for me

From TETSUBRO ✨ [8:55]

Do kenma’s BL games count?

I gotta put away my phone PEACE

“It was never supposed to go this far,” Tetsurou blinks up at the cloudy night sky above them, their own backdrop being the twenty-four hour konbini that was the halfway point between Tetsurou and Koutarou’s homes, “but I couldn’t stop myself, you know?”

“I get it, I’ve never turned a girl down when she wanted me to fuck her,” Koutarou dipped his hand into the bag of chips and pops one into his mouth as Tetsurou is still staring up at the inky sky.

“Kenma isn’t a girl though.”

“Well... yeah, but he was acting like one? Maybe he wants to be one.”

“Maybe, I don’t know! It’s the fact he is very much a dude right at this moment and I fucked him and I...” Tetsurou glanced over at Koutarou, there was clear conflict in his hazel eyes, “I liked it.”

“Have you messed with any girls since you started this? You could just be confused.”

“We were both virgins, I’ve only kissed girls,” Tetsurou pursed his lips, “and I guess we’ve been going like, every day since the first kiss...”

“You should fuck a girl then,” Koutarou lightly shrugs, “moping about it isn’t gonna fix shit.”

“And what if that doesn’t work? What if I only want to fuck Kenma?” Tetsurou snaps, “I can’t be like this, my dad would probably kick me out.”

“You can stay with me, need more men in the Bokuto’s household,” Koutarou popped another chip in his mouth as Tetsurou let out a half hearted laugh, “Dai’s party is in a couple weeks, keep your dick in your pants and hook up with some girl there. You’re hot, you can pull whoever you want.”

“Such a compliment,” Tetsurou reaches over to steal chips out of Koutarou’s bag, “I guess I’ll do that.”

“I literally can’t even imagine not wanting pussy, so I don’t really get it, but Kenken and you are attached at the hip anyway,” Koutarou said as Tetsurou stuffed his face, “and if he’s what you want... then it’s cool.”

“You say that like I’m going to get married to him, or date him...” Tetsurou went quiet at the thought, Koutarou peeked at his phone to see that it was nearing three am, “... nah.”

“No?”

“Nope, it’s not that deep.”

“You sure?”

“I have to be,” Tetsurou sighed, “but thanks.”

“Course, I’m your best bro, bro.”

“Bro.”

Lesson number... well, Koutarou hasn’t been keeping track.

He just knows one conversation after practice led to Akaashi in his bedroom this time, mainly because Koutarou’s mother wanted him to study and something about maintaining his grades. They had studied for a good two hours before Akaashi called for a break and Koutarou figured this was as good a time as ever to teach Akaashi how to take nude photos.

Akaashi had been within proximity when Akinori was showing off some of the nudes he exchanged with a girl from Karasuno and Akaashi couldn’t believe people actually did that. This then derailed into Koutarou being The Guy that a few of friends went to in rating their lewd pictures before sending them off and Akaashi was flabbergasted.

I don’t lie about my experience, Kaashi~

“So... how does this work?”

“First you think of a girl... or someone you want to send nudes to, you have to make sure they’re into it or else it’s just fucking awkward,” Koutarou scooted over on the floor and sat in front of Akaashi, “if you’re already in a relationship then great, they’ll love getting your cock. Either way, you need to take good pictures.”

“Is it a requirement?”

“Nudes? Not really, but I’m way more likely to hook up if she DMs me some and it keeps things spicy,” Koutarou winked as he grabbed his phone from the table, “take off your shirt.”

“What?” Akaashi blurted out, “we’re just starting now?”

“We dive into all our lessons, Akaashi, chop chop!”

Akaashi grumbled something under his breath, but he did pull off his shirt as Koutarou got a decent look through the camera app, he’s so flustered, “lean back on your hands, look unbothered.”

There’s a little scrunch on his face, but he does so and looks to the side, giving Koutarou a lovely shot of his side profile, his chest, the abs that lead down to his belt buckle. Damn, he’s flawless... doesn’t need much coaching from me.

“I can send this to at least ten girls and they’d be jumping on your dick,” Koutarou says as Akaashi turns back to him, “or a guy? If that’s more your thing?”

“... no one preferably.”

“We need outside feedback, it’ll be good for your self esteem and pride!”

Akaashi closes his eyes and lets out a small sigh, “... our group chat with Kenma and Kuroo, I don’t mind if it’s them.”

“Great candidates!”

Koutarou >>> HOOT HOOT NYA

[IMG SENT]: Me

Kenma: hot

Kuroo: super hot

Is Keiji modeling now?

“Look what they said!” Koutarou shows Akaashi his phone screen and he sees the soft blush on his cheeks.

“They’re our friends, they won’t trash me.”

“This is Kenken we’re talking about.”

Akaashi admits his quick defeat, “are we doing more then?”

“If you want to take off your pants, actually,” Koutarou reached down to undo the belt himself and leaves it open with Akaashi’s dark briefs in view, “we’ll give ‘em a strip tease.”

Koutarou >>> HOOT HOOT NYA

[IMG SENT]: Me

Kuroo: what kind of study session is this and can I join

Kenma: no one is stopping you from whoring yourself out as usual

Kuroo: OMG... you’re right kitten <3

Kuroo: [IMG RECEIVED]

“Oh shit, look at this,” Koutarou turns his phone over to Akaashi once more, Tetsurou has gone and lifted up his shirt while thumbing the waistband of his shorts.

“He always needs to one up me,” Akaashi clicked his tongue, “let’s do more.”

Koutarou was thrilled , Akaashi had a gorgeous body that was often hidden by his uniform and seeing him in practice clothes didn’t count! Instead he was laid out just for Koutarou, letting the captain strip him down and take as many photographs as he wanted.

Soon he was down to his underwear, and naturally Tetsurou had to be the one to pull out his cock first. Purposely taunting Akaashi on if he could do it, if he was brave enough to show them all.

“You’ll have to...” Akaashi started as he finally ripped his eyes away from the phone and glanced down at his own lap, “I’m not all the way hard...”

“You want me to?” Koutarou palmed the bulge in his underwear, causing Akaashi to bite down on his lip, “hold the phone then... record it if you want to, that bastard isn’t going to outdo us.”

Akaashi lifted his hips, Koutarou tossed his brief elsewhere and smiled at the camera, Koutarou wasn’t one to back down from competition or a challenge. He’s never sucked dick, but that wouldn’t stop him as he ducked his head low and pulled the tip into his mouth.

“Oh fuck, Bokuto-san .”

“Keep it steady, babe,’ Koutarou said just before taking his cock again, how did girls usually do this? How would Akaaashi want it done to him? His tongue licked the underside of his cock as Koutarou swallowed him down with little thought in his head.

He heard Akaashi’s soft moans, he felt Akaashi hardening on his tongue, he saw those innocent blue eyes fixed down on him. Whatever made Akaashi feel good, right? If that meant taking a cock down his throat, so be it... wow , he loved how full his mouth was.

The accomplishment that came from nosing the trimmed hairs at the base of Akaashi’s cock, he knew a few girls that couldn’t ever deep throat him. He copied what he had done to him in the past, bobbing his head up and down, making it messy and loud and sloppy for his kouhai.

His hands held Akaashi down from thrusting up into his mouth, he was in control even in this submissive position, Akaashi would get what Koutarou gave to him. The noises above had big owl eyes blinking up as Akaashi was biting on his hand to keep from notifying the rest of his family on what was going on and holding the phone square on Koutarou’s face.

Oh... he liked that.

Koutarou hollowed his cheeks and sucked him off faster, moaned around his cock even to hear his muffled moans. Doing things to unravel his cute, virginal kouhai, someone who always has their shit together except during these times... when Koutarou was in total control over him.

“Bokuto-san, I’m going to come if you keep... oh fuck .”

Koutarou pulled off just as Akaashi’s cock spurted cum and it caught on his chin, lips, and cheeks. Koutarou kinda watched in a daze as more semen dripped from Akaashi’s tip and rolled down his balls and stomach.

I did that...

“I’m sorry, it all came so fast,” Akaashi said as he quickly picked up whatever was closest -his shirt- and wiped off the cum from Koutarou’s face, “I’m really sorry.”

“... it all came fast,” Koutarou grinned with a little giggle as it hit Akaashi.

“Bokuto-san.”

“What?! You said it,” Koutarou teased, “didja send it?”

“You still want me to?”

Koutarou lightly shrugged and Akaashi just took that as a yes.

Koutarou >>> HOOT HOOT NYA

[VIDEO SENT[: Me

Kenma: ???????????????DGLFDKGJLFDJGFLDKLX

WHAT

WHAT THE FUCK??????????

OH MY GOD

Kuroo: OH MY GOD

ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW????

Lololololloloolol beat that 😘: Me

IF U COME FOR THE KING DONT MISS BABYYYY

Kenma: how are u straight

How did my ass get fucked and this is still the gayest thing i’ve experienced

AKAASHI. SAY SOMETHING.

(Akaashi) Bokuto is a very competitive man...: Me

Kenma: HE SUCKED COCK TO WIN???

I’m saving this btw you’ll have to kill me if u want it deleted <3

OHHHH YOU’RE INTO GUYS TOO KENMA???: Me

Kenma: yes

I’m gay

Super homosexual.

OMGGGGGG CONGRATS IM HAPPY FOR YOU!!!!: Me

Kenma: ty

I think Kuro may be furiously masturbating idk

LMAOOOOOOOOO oh wow that will not help his predicament oops: Me

Kenma: oh he’s HERE

Uhhhhhhhhh

Gotta go

(Akaashi) rip his ass: Me

(BOKUTO) RIP THAT ASS.

There was not a lesson tonight, in fact Akaashi would put everything he’d learned in the past two months to the test! Daichi’s party would be the perfect spot for Akaashi to hook up with a girl, or boy, or whatever - Koutarou wasn’t sure anymore, but as long as Akaashi left his comfort zone that would be enough to pass the test.

Koutarou in particular was interested in finding a cute piece of ass to spend a little time with, volleyball, studies, and Akaashi have all kept him so busy. He was starving for a pretty girl to have in his arms and screaming on his cock by the end of the night, it shouldn’t take long to find that.

Their other friends came along too, Kenma stayed home since he never did parties and Tetsurou was obviously committed to figuring out his sexuality via flirting with the first hot girl he laid eyes on. Tetsurou did say he was saving himself for someone special whenever Koutarou asked why he hadn’t hit yet, but that excuse went out the window when he slept with Kenma.

Twice.

He’d been good about keeping his dick out of his best friend since the blowjob thing, probably, assuming he’s not lying to Koutarou. That doesn’t matter anyway when Koutarou is sipping on a beer bottle and chatting up a second year from Karasuno, friend of their insanely skilled libero.

She was a short redhead with huge tits and a nice ass, immediately involving Koutarou’s short term interest in smashing and likely nothing more than that. She was all, ‘oh my god’ and ‘wow that’s wild’ and ‘ya? Crazy!’ while touching Koutarou’s bicep.

Yeah, this would be an easy lay.

“Bokuto-san, can I borrow you for a moment?” Koutarou looked over to see Akaashi, his gaze catching on the dark liner around his pretty eyes, “it won’t take long.”

“You sure it can’t wait?” Koutarou’s eyes flitted between the two, the girl -I don’t know her name- was leaning against Koutarou, the button on her tight shirt fighting for its life to keep her breasts from popping out.

Wanna touch...

“It really can’t, I need you Bokuto-san...” Akaaashi hooked a finger into one of Koutarou’s belt loops and tugged, the wing spiker didn’t resist the pull.

“I’ll be right back, promise!”

Was Akaashi feeling anxious again? Ah, that’d suck, but Koutarou was the one who insisted he come along and it’d be really shitty of him to just leave him hanging. A pep talk was conjuring in Koutarou’s head as Akaashi weaved through the teenagers in the hallway and went into the first unlocked room he found.

Must’ve been a laundry room of some sort-

Koutarou let out a gasp as he was shoved against the door and hot lips were on his, paired with Akaashi’s hands roaming his chest. And squeezing. Akaashi was kissing him and groping his tits?!

THEY AREN’T TITS, TETSUROU.

Bruh you’re like five cups bigger than half my classmates.

Koutarou’s brain kicked in once Akaashi’s tongue slipped his mouth and went to push on Akaashi’s shoulders, but his kouhai just grabbed his wrists and pinned them on the wooden door. This... no one had done this to Koutarou, there was a sharp look in Akaashi’s eyes that briefly met his own before he ducked his head to leave kisses down the column of Koutarou’s neck.

“Akaashi...”

“You kept saying that girls like when a guy takes charge, when they know exactly what they want,” Akaashi whispered against his neck. Koutarou felt the knee nudge between his thighs and the hold on his wrists tighten.

“I’m not a girl.”

“And you’ve helped me realize that I’m very much not straight,” the graze of teeth on his skin, followed by a wet lick that had Koutarou rocking down on his knee, “I just want one night with you, that’s all.”

A silence blankets the room as Koutarou wonders if this was how Tetsurou felt before he fucked Kenma... conflict bubbling in his chest, yet the temptation was right here.

“If you don’t want to-”

Koutarou pulled his wrists down from Akaashi, his hands immediately lowering to grab the backs of Akaashi’s thighs and hiking him up to place on the dryer. Their lips refusing to leave each other as greedy hands wandered, groped what they could in this darkened room.

“You have any lube?” Koutarou only broke away to ask this, “I’m not going to fuck you dry.”

“I do, in my back pocket,” Koutarou did the honors of squeezing his pretty ass first before retrieving the travel sized bottle of lube.

“How’dya want it?” It was Koutarou’s turn to give attention to his neck now, although he made a point of sucking in a hickey or two, of which Akaashi didn’t object. There was something alight in him, he wasn’t going to simply let his kouhai run the show here.

“I wanna see you...” Akaashi whined as Koutarou’s lips were latched on his neck, “I need your eyes on me.”

“Baby you’ve already gotten my attention with that little stunt you pulled,” Koutarou grinned, taking Akaashi’s chin in his hands, “you think I’d ever let you fuck me?”

“No...”

“That’s the right answer,” Koutarou patted his cheek, “your job is to sit there and look pretty on my cock, just like every other girl I’ve fucked.”

“Yes, captain.”

Koutarou kissed that shy smile right off his lips, what the fuck gave Akaashi the right? He does have to admit, the power rush that comes with manhandling someone as tall as Akaashi and getting him so submissive has his cock throbbing. The way Akaashi lets Koutarou strip him down naked too, Koutarou has to wonder how badly Akaashi has wanted this.

“How long have you wanted me to fuck you?” Koutarou asks, Akaashi is holding onto his shoulder as one finger thrusts into his hole, “did you keep rejecting those girls because you wanted me ?”

“Please, don’t... it’s too embarrassing,” the lack of light hid the blush blooming on Akaashi’s cheeks.

“I don’t know, I feel honored that you wanted my cock out of everyone else,” Koutarou takes Akaashi’s other hand and places it on his crotch, “feel that? It’s all for you.”

“Bo...” Akaashi softly utters, his fingers go to unzip his jeans and dip them under the waistband of his boxers. Koutarou lets out a pleasured sigh as long fingers wrap around his cock... and the look of wonder on Akaashi’s face? Cute.

It’s weird, Koutarou loves running his mouth during sex, but seeing Akaashi’s reactions to his filthy words... how Koutarou wants to pull more whimpers and moans from him. It flashes him back to that blowjob, never wanting to suck a dick until he got giddy over Akaashi’s sweet reactions and needed to make him come with his mouth.

There were maybe a handful of girls that made him remotely feel anything, much like the urge to please Akaashi thrumming through his veins and pooling warmth in his chest. He had to press his lips to Akaashi’s, needed to get him properly stretched out so his best friend would enjoy this... all that mattered was Akaashi in the moment.

Fucking him on top of a dryer wasn’t the most romantic thing, but who cared when Akaashi was working his cock so well, enough that Koutarou to tell him to stop or else. The teasing smile on Akaashi’s face had Koutarou’s heart racing, thus causing him to wipe it off by fucking him deeper with his figures.

“Sure you’re okay with this being your first-”

“Don’t,” Akaashi cut him off, “I knew this was going to be one and only time I get enough alcoholic confidence for this. I won’t get you like this again.”

Koutarou wanted to bite back with something, but... he held his tongue. Huh, this was a Tetsurou situation.

“Tell me if it hurts then, okay?” Koutarou kissed his cheek before lining his cock up, one of Akaashi’s long legs was over his elbow and the sight of his hole slowly swallowing Koutarou up... can I really only do this once?

“You’re so fucking big,” Akaashi let out his breath and rested his forehead on Koutarou’s, “I’ve never... fuck .”

“It’s alright, I can wait Keiji,” Koutarou slipped a hand between them to stroke Akaashi’s leaking cock, “you feel amazing, I love how tight your virgin ass feels around my cock.”

“Koutarou...” Akaashi whines , Koutarou delivers soft kisses to his neck, his collarbones, all while lazily tugging his cock.

“Ah, when we watched that porn together, you were thinking of me, yeah? This is almost the same except we’re in the laundry room and you’re on a dryer,” Koutarou says as Akaashi giggles only slightly, “you wanted this?”

Koutarou moves, dragging his cock out and slowly pushing back in, “you’re so hot inside, sweet thing, so perfect for me.”

Akaashi pulls away to lean back, he can’t look Koutarou in the eyes, but spreads his legs a little more for him in invitation. That’s another thing... Koutarou’s heard it all before, girls who were so excited to be fucked silly by him after all this time.

However he wants to make it last for Akaashi, he wants it to be good , he wants Akaashi to think about this beyond just tonight. Memorable, the shy gaze of Akaashi as he dares to look in Koutarou’s direction.

How Koutarou takes his slim waist and drives into him with a purpose, he records each and every sound Akaashi makes. His facial expression when his eyes roll back and his mouth drops from sheer pleasure of Koutarou hitting his prostate. His need to grab onto something , that being Koutarou’s shoulders and the blunt bite of his nails that encourage Koutarou to pick up speed.

Everyone else is faceless, a noisy garble in Koutarou’s scrambled memories... that redhead from earlier would’ve been another in the pile. But Akaashi... he gets his own place etched into Koutarou’s mind, he doesn’t want this to be just another quick forgettable fuck.

Ohhh shit.

“Touch yourself for me baby, wanna see you come,” Koutarou says as he’s close to the edge, he needs Akaashi to hit it first. Akaashi’s hand is flying onto his cock, it’s not very long before it’s pulsing with cum on his abs.

“Good boy, so good for me.”

His seed spills deep into Akaashi soon after, it’s only then Koutarou can hear the muffled music and someone screaming about god knows what. Akaashi gently pushes him away by the chest and is quick to close his legs.

“You can go first, I need a little time alone.”

“Are you sure? Did I-”

“Just, go, Bokuto-san. Please.”

From TETSUBRO 🌸 [12:50]

It so didn’t work.

To TETSUBRO 🌸 [12:51]

Brooooooo

I FEEL LIKE SHIT

😭😭😭😭😭😭

From TETSUBRO 🌸 [12:51]

KFHJKDSFHJKDSFJK

Ok let’s go do

Something

To TETSUBRO 🌸 [12:52]

I have to be responsible and plan for summer training camp 🤪

From TETSUBRO 🌸 [12:53]

It can wait until tomorrow !

Or very early in the morning!

The training camp was possibly the best distraction that Tetsurou could ask for when it came to Kenma and the impending doom that is defining his sexuality. He knew with all the times he’d been alone with a girl that he could’ve done anything, but it just didn’t happen .

A nervous and scared Kenma telling him that he was gay invoked a feeling that Tetsurou stomped out shortly afterwards. He would be there for his best friend, but he wasn’t like that , he was normal like his father raised him to be.

... Right?

The lines were getting blurred, Tetsurou was too confused about his own feelings and very existence so he ended the ‘practice’ sessions with Kenma. And then sort of broke his own rule when he saw Koutarou blowing Akaashi, however could anyone seriously have a modicum of self control when it came to those two?

Straight guys probably could and Tetsurou was so... so not . Bisexual could be an option, but when he cut himself off from Kenma and everyone else’s expectations of him... meaning letting himself indulge in thoughts that he constantly repressed? He really, really liked pretty boys who were small, had long hair and were Kenma shaped.

Akaashi? Pretty as fuck, could be a model if he ever took his head out of his books. Koutarou? Handsome, strong, could definitely throw Tetsurou against the wall and fuck the ever loving hell out of him. Daichi, Oikawa, Ushijima, Kita.

Dear god, Tetsurou was a walking pride flag.

He wasn’t shocked in the slightest when he couldn’t get it up with the chosen girl of the night, so he went with other methods so as to not completely disappoint. She seemed into teaching him how to eat a pussy too, but his mind was elsewhere... namely the best friend who was seated at the back of the bus with him.

Kenma was always so relaxed about it all, their friendship remained the same despite everything that’d gone down between them. He also had an interest in that chibi from Karasuno, it wasn’t any of Tetsurou’s business, but the thought of Kenma doing that with anyone else...

Ugh, he shouldn’t think about it.

But he should be honest, Kenma is the one person he tells everything to, it wouldn’t be fair to hide all of this from someone he knew wouldn’t judge him. The movement of Kenma’s thumbs on his vita signaled that he was still somewhat awake, everyone else was at various stages of sleeping by now.

“Kenma?”

“Hmm?”

“I think I’m gay.”

“Oh?” Kenma looked up from the device and over at Tetsurou, “congratulations.”

Tetsurou smiled at his deadpan delivery, “I slept with a chick at Daichi’s party... and it didn’t really pan out. I kept thinking of you.”

“I see...”

“I liked everything we did, kitten,” Tetsurou’s voice was low as he reached out to tuck Kenma’s blond hair behind his ear, “I was sort of in denial, but the fact that I couldn’t get hard with the hottest girl in my lap sure confirmed it.”

Kenma nuzzled into his hand like a cat, his bright golden eyes had Tetsurou’s stomach fluttering, “what does this mean for us?”

“I can’t date you, I don’t want to risk it if my family found out,” Tetsurou said, “but we can still fuck around if you want to.”

“Friends with benefits then.”

“Yeah, yeah basically,” Tetsurou murmured as Kenma turned his head to kiss the heel of Tetsurou’s palm. His pink lips were so soft, Tetsurou missed them dearly.

“You won’t get mad if I mess with other boys?”

“You do want to fuck chibi.”

“It’s not even about him,” Kenma huffed, “but maybe he’s a candidate.”

“Horny little kitten,” Tetsurou smirked, “we’re not dating so... we’re free to do whoever we want.”

“Okay,” Kenma kissed his wrist and glanced over to see that the rest of their teammates were hopefully asleep, “take off your jacket.”

“Why...?” Tetsurou asked, but he did so as Kenma’s hands were pawing at the waistband of his sweats.

“I’d rather Lev not see me sucking you off.”

Oh, oh okay.

Tetsurou covered Kenma up with his Nekoma jacket as he felt the warmth of Kenma’s mouth envelope the head of his cock, “were you that eager for it?”

Of course Kenma didn’t answer, he just sucked down what he could of Tetsurou and this totally didn’t look suspicious in the slightest. He rested his hand on Kenma’s shoulder and got himself more comfortable on the seat, Kenma was such a sex fiend.

Right on the bus too...

Tetsurou >>> HOOT HOOT NYA

Kenma’s sucking me off on the bus rn <3: Me

Bokuto: WHAT???? WOW THATS BOLD.

Akaashi: pics?

He also told me that he rly wanted to do that... really fulfilling his dreams.

Tetsurou lifted the jacket just a tiny bit to get a shot of Kenma’s small mouth stretched around his fat cock, shit if only he was shameless enough to make that his lock screen.

Tetsurou >>> HOOT HOOT NYA

[IMG SENT]: Me

Bokuto: gjkdfgkjfdhkhgjfkdx

Bro wtf why does he look so cute with a DICK IN HIS MOUTH

He feels incredible too.: Me

Told him I was super gay and he said we can be fuck buddies.

Really turned this bitch on.

Bokuto: YOU’RE GOING TO TURN ME ON

Consider it payback, bitch.: Me

Akaashi: bye I’m turning my phone off I’m not suffering.

[3 IMGS SENT]: Me

Tetsurou snickered, he knew that Akaashi was into it and Koutarou was probably being dramatic. Probably... his best friend liked the sex he had with Akaashi, but it did end on an awkward note. Akaashi likely wasn’t interested in fooling with a straight guy anyway.

“Shit...” Tetsurou murmured a low curse as Kenma’s tongue ran along his slit, then suckled on the sensitive head. Demanding for the attention to be on him, alright kitten.

Things could be fine like this... using each other just to get off and no other troublesome feelings or dealing with a relationship. Did they need more than this when it came to Kenma swallowing down every drop from his cock? None got hurt, no one had any unreal expectations.

All was fine, just fine.

In discovering his own sexuality -and coming to terms with it-, Tetsurou had realized a few, no several , of his friends were on the LGBTQ spectrum. There was an entire secret group chat for them that was founded by none other than Oikawa and Koushi.

Tetsurou, Kenma, and Akaashi were invited within two minutes of Tetsurou curiously asking Koushi if there were more friends like them and, well yeah. There was apparently a running betting pool on Tetsurou specifically that Matsukawa lost and Tendou happily raked in his winnings.

Silly, but his eyes were opened and it was so wonderful to be around those who accepted him without any judgment. He was still on the fence about telling Yaku and Kai, but maybe it’d be better to do it after they graduated so their shot at nationals wouldn’t be affected.

That’s what Tetsurou settled on, just like how he decided what he was going to do once his hungry eyes focused on Kenma laying on his bed. He must’ve purposely dug up the tiniest shorts that barely covered his ass and a tank top that he hasn’t worn since they were both in middle school.

His attention was on the television as he played some game, so innocently kicking his feet in a clear move of seduction towards his captain. Tetsurou had flirted with and sexted a couple friends, mostly just for fun and to figure out what he was really into.

The one person he’d been hands on with though? That still remained Kenma. Was he in a rush to change that, not really, he adored every minute of intimacy he got with his closest friend.

And he knew Kenma was just as thirsty for it, horny for Tetsurou every moment of the day. It’d probably surprise anyone else, but Tetsurou took it in stride and encouraged it when they were behind closed doors... or under a blanket at a team movie night.

Or in the club room after practice...

Or in the corner of the library in that one spot people say is haunted, but really it’s just third years making out there so don’t want to be interrupted. Tetsurou took so much advantage of that, pushing Kenma against the bookshelf and jerking off his tiny cock while shoving his tongue down his throat.

The librarian never thought much of it, Tetsurou was always a model student unlike those delinquents who got shooed out within minutes.

The bed dipped in weight as Tetsurou joined Kenma, the younger one ignoring him as large hands stroked up the backs of his thighs and fiddled with his shorts. His hair was up too, so Tetsueou got a lovely look at the nape of his neck before leaning in to kiss it.

“Don’t stop playing, princess.”

Hands squeezed Kenma’s plump ass, kneading it and separating the cheeks as Tetsurou’s cock filled up, wanting to be inside him now . Once they reloaded the save before Tetsurou called it off, they couldn’t stop even if they wanted to. Every single day Tetsurou needed to get his hands and mouth on Kenma in some way.

He’d sure he’d go certifiably insane if he’s apart from Kenma for longer than a day now. This body was all his, this ass was made for his cock, Kenma was the perfect little slut for him . He decided to stop teasing himself and pulled the shorts just down below the curve of his ass, his small cock would still be trapped in them.

The game noises continued as Tetsurou briefly left to nab the bottle of lube and a condom, just for easier clean up.

“Down girl,” Tetsurou chided, pressing a flat hand on Kenma’s back and keeping him on the mattress, “I know you want me to fuck your pretty pussy.”

Kenma said nothing, but just one look up at the television told Tetsurou that he was already a little distracted. He slicked up two fingers with lube and prodded around his puckered hole, they last fucked a couple days ago and Kenma’s parents were out on a date.

His hand remained on Kenma’s back, a commanding presence as he thrusted in his fingers and got a cute hiss from Kenma. He always got too whiny and impatient if Tetsurou played it gently, so now he gets it rough and better not bitch about it.

“I don’t hear you killing things, doll.”

“I’m in the middle of a cutscene...”

Oh, right the characters are all talking, Tetsurou was too focused on fingering his ass open.

“What’s going on in the story then?” Tetsurou so casually asks, his fingers curl within Kenma and he hears the soft moan before his little kitten speaks.

“The- the nurse just betrayed us all because he’s looking for his brother and left us to die,” Kenma manages to keep his tone mostly stable as Tetsurou decides then to fuck in a third finger, “ah! A-and, I’ll probably have to find a new healer to replace him.”

“Can you respec any of your characters?” Tetsurou shifts his hand from Kenma’s back to his chest, bunching up the thin fabric to reach his nipples, “wait wouldn’t that leave you with three party members?”

“Yes, he’s kind of a massive selfish asshole, but I have enough yen and good gear to probably not get wiped,” Kenma squeezes his legs and squirms when Tetsurou to tugging on his nipple and stretching him open, “I don’t want to respec anyone because it’s a pain in the ass to level their job, I might have to though.”

“You have lots of food dont’cha?” Tetsurou leans to kiss his shoulders, the shell of his ear, “spam it for heals.”

“Now that’s just being la-la- lazy , what the fuck Tetsu?” Kenma cried as he fucked back on his fingers and Tetsurou wouldn’t punish him for that one, he was adorable. The cutscene had long ended and he was too occupied grinding on Tetsurou, using him.

“You want to come like this?”

“No, I want your cock... I wanna be full!”

“Get playing then, no using auto either.”

The resulting petulant whine was music to Tetsurou’s ears.

He shrugged off his own shirt and pulled his cock out of his sweats, happy to see that his princess was manually killing these trash mobs. Sliding into him always felt wonderful , nothing could beat Kenma’s ass squeezing on his cock.

“What’s up next for you, kitten?”

“Have to escape this building, then... find other big bad boss man to save the fucking nurse who left me to die,” Kenma moaned out at that last words, getting smirk from Tetsurou, “have a dozen side quests to do though... so I’ll do that...”

“Oh, I love the side quests in this game! Too bad I don’t have time to do them right now...” Tetsurou slammed his cock in hard with that, “too busy with your cunt, love it.”

Kenma’s character moved through the map, killing off the street thugs and yakuza that jumped him as Tetsurou found a quick and brutal rhythm. His kitten was trying so hard to pay attention and hold on, his little body was on the verge of bouncing off the bed from Tetsurou’s powerful thrusts.

“Are you willingly going into property management?”

“Yes because I don’t need to fucking think or listen or read ,” Kenma moaned while Tetsurou cackled, but he couldn’t blame him, “I just have to hit one button and make money.”

“Kinda cheating.”

“Fuck off, you try playing anything with a huge cock in you.”

He was so testy, cute . Tetsurou held onto his shoulder and grinded into him as Kenma dropped the controller entirely and finally enjoyed his deep dicking. Kenma chanted Tetsurou’s name under his breath and that fueled him on more, he wanted to give him everything .

He felt Kenma tighten up around him when he came, soiling his tiny shorts and coaxing Tetsurou right into his own orgasm and filling the condom. So good... he pulled out right away, tugged Kenma’s shorts back up and tossed the condom in the nearby bin.

“Thanks for letting me use your ass, Kenma~”

Kenma was too fucked out to even try answering.

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [21:08]

Tetsurouuuuuuuuuuu

Wyd

To BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [21:08]

Not much tbh

A little light studying before I sleep

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [21:08]

That’s something akaashi would do

Omggggggggggg

To BOKKUBROKUN 🦉 [21:09}

Is he still not talking to you???

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [21:09]

No he is

It’s just weird??? Stilted??

IDK IM GOING INSANE

Do u wanna hop on vc and play smth

To BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [21:10]

Can’t, school tomorrow.

Kenma’s probably going to be up all night though

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [21:10]

BUT IVE NEVER ASKED HIM.... HE’S INTIMIDATING

Tetsurou >>> HOOT HOOT NYA

@kenma bo wants to play games: Me

Kenma: what game

There are several games

Millions really

Bokuto: UMMMM smash?

Kenma: do u mind if i inv suna and kunimi?

Bokuto: GO AHEAD !!!!

Kenma: k

No practice meant a trip to the arcade after school and meeting up with the Fukurodani boys for some good ‘ol fashioned fun. Or for Tetsurou, watching Kenma destroy everyone within a mile wide radius with his elite gamer skills.

He was so cute when he got into the zone and made other kids cry, kind of hot actually. Tetsurou swatted away the urge to kiss Kenma when he had that smug, victorious smile on his face and instead went off to provoke someone else, like Akaashi! He was hanging out by the basketball hoop game while Koutarou was off talking to a couple girls who probably had other ideas in mind.

“Are you still ignoring him?”

“I was never ignoring him,” Akaashi picked up a ball and aimed it at the hoop, “I just had to distance myself, we’re okay now.”

“I don’t know, he’s still whining about how you don’t snuggle him in bed anymore or whatever you two did before sexgate,” Tetsurou dropped a coin into the slot to activate the machine and a few basketballs came rolling down.

“We never... it’s not any of your business,” Akaashi missed that shot spectacularly.

“It is my business when Kou is one of my best bros and he’s moping over you being all... avoidant,” Tetsurou smiled to himself as his ball flew through the net, “you know I’m like, here to listen? I’ve been in Kou’s shoes.”

Akaashi spared him a side glance before picking up another ball, “how do I know you won’t report back to him?”

“You have it on my honor,” that just earned a skeptical gaze, “Kenma’s honor.”

“... I’ll hold you to that,” Akaashi says as the ball leaves his hands and swoosh , into the net, “I’m kind of... into him...”

“ Into him?”

“Into him.”

“Ah...” Tetsurou looked over at the crane games to see that the girls were all giggly over Koutarou, “it’s deeper than fucking?”

“His cock is in my heart, yes.”

Tetsurou couldn’t help his obnoxious laugh and even got a cute smile from Akaashi because of it, “I get it, you needed your space then... falling for a straight guy isn’t ideal.”

“Sure isn’t,” Akaashi’s next shot was flawless, “but I shouldn’t let this ruin our friendship, he’s always been a good friend to me.”

“He’s pretty easy to fall for too,” Tetsurou’s ball bounced off the rim, “however none of those girls really stick around, you know? He fucks them and then it’s off to the next conquest. He has never whined about anyone like he does you.”

“That’s because we’re close friends like you and Kenma.”

“... did Kenma whine about missing my cock in my time of absence?”

Akaashi looked as if he was going to throw this next ball at Tetsurou, “he whined about a lot of things, but I’m not going to tell you.”

“What do I gotta do to get it out of you?” Tetsurou leveled a gaze with Akaashi, they never really talked outside of when they’d meet in a group and he can count on one hand how many DMs they’d sent each other.

But there was something... different. Learning that Akaashi had been with Koutarou. Knowing that he’s into guys. The comments he’d made that Tetsurou rarely put much thought into...

“Beat us at nationals,” the corners of Akaashi’s lips tilted up before he turned to shoot the last ball into the net. Akaashi was pretty, Tetsurou knew that, everyone knew that. Under the neon lighting of the arcade his side profile was gorgeous...

“You gotta give me a harder challenge than that, Keiji,” Tetsurou drawled as the machine let out celebratory beeps for Akaashi’s high score, “and that’s months away.”

“You’ll just have to wait then.”

“You’re so mean to me!”

Akaashi rolled his eyes and went to make his way through a row of game machines as Tetsurou was on his tail, “I’m not telling you.”

“Fine, you don’t have to, but I know you’re curious.”

“About what?” Akaashi stopped and glanced over at Tetsurou, receiving a devious smirk in return.

“What Kenma and I do, what I could possibly do with you,” Tetsurou strolled up to him, nearly closing the gap as he was in Akaashi’s personal space, “I can definitely help you with getting over Kou.”

“I...” Tetsurou saw how Akaashi’s eyes widened, heard the stutter in his breath.

“Come on, they won’t notice if we’re gone for five,” Tetsurou resisted the urge to take Akaashi’s hand and instead slipped past him on the way towards the restrooms. Kenma was definitely still occupied with kicking Akinori’s ass and Koutarou was probably winning plushies for those girls.

If Akaashi’s didn’t follow, Tetsurou could easily play this off.

However the little owl didn’t disappoint, he was right behind Tetsurou and they ventured off into the furthest stall.

“Five minutes.”

“That’s barely enough time to get my dick in you,” Tetsurou teased as Akaashi narrowed his eyes, but that mattered little when Tetsurou pushed him against the stall wall and kissed him. Tetsurou was used to how pliant Kenma went under his touch,so for Akaashi to push back and fight with an aggressive kiss? Oh, delicious.

Tetsurou's hand snaked into Akaashi's short hair and pulled, getting a low groan out of him. His tongue spilled right between those open lips and vigorously claimed his mouth, Akaashi had some spirit, eh?

The back and forth sent arousal licking down Tetsurou’s spine, Akaashi’s hands were reaching and groping everywhere they could as their lips never parted. No wonder Koutarou couldn’t say no to this minx, the second you’re alone with him he transforms into this .

“Kuroo...” Akaashi breathed out once Tetsurou withdrew himself, there was an obvious bulge in his jeans and wow Tetsurou was displaying all kinds of self control this afternoon.

“Five minutes, Keiji~” Tetsurou unlocked the stall door and stepped out, “you know where to hit me up when you want more.”

Everyone else in the arcade had been going about their business, Kenma must’ve gotten hungry as he was seated at a table with pizza. Tetsurou sat himself beside his small kitten and rested an arm on the back of the chair.

“Where did you go?” Kenma didn’t look up from his phone as Tetsurou leaned in towards his ear.

“Helping Akaashi with his Koutarou problem.”

Kenma’s head perked up, he looked over Tetsurou’s appearance and raised an eyebrow, “how?”

“Made out with him.”

“Seriously?” Kenma sounded rather surprised by that, “... and you didn’t invite me to watch?”

“You were busy with games!”

“Asshole,” Kenma murmured, returning his attention to his phone.

“You can get first row seats next time! I promise, baby.”

He snuck a kiss onto Kenma’s cheek and smiled as Kenma leaned a little closer to him. Akaashi... how Tetsurou wanted to sink his claws into him.

To BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [23:30]

Bro you up?

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [6:45]

I’M UP NOW

GONNA RUNNNNN

Wassup???

To BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [7:02]

I don’t wanna keep shit from you so like

I kissed Akaashi yesterday.

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [7:10]

Ohhhhh at the arcade??? WHEN??? I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE.

To BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [7:10]

Ya lol we kindaaaa madeout in the bathroom

But I wanted to tell you now bc I didn’t want it to be like... idk secretive?

If it’s an issue I won’t touch him.

From BOKKUKNBROKUN 🦉 [7:11]

It’s fine!! We aren’t dating lol I don’t own akaashi *3*

And out of ALL the guys he can make out with??/ fuck yeah I’m happy its you

To BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [7:11]

Sweet <3

From BOKKUNBROKUN 🦉 [7:12]

<3333333333333333

Thanks for being honest w/ me btw!!

But now I’m curious for details U OWE ME.

Sometimes Keiji catches himself wondering what’ll be like next year when his closest friends graduate and he’s left to fend for himself, or speak to other people in his own grade. All the third years on their team had adopted him via Bokuto taking him everywhere on their hang outs and trips and it felt as if maybe he was imposing just a little.

But even when Bokuto had something else going on, they still wanted Keiji to come along because they were his friends too, not just Bokuto’s. The acceptance from them all despite his introverted disposition was nice... and they’d even stopped trying to push every girl possible on him.

Did Bokuto say something? He didn’t really know, but something changed and he couldn’t be angry about it. It showed when Komi invited them over for a bonfire on his parent’s ranch that was out in the countryside, no one questioned him on if he was bringing a date around.

And Bokuto was apparently happy with having Keiji by his side, odd really. One of the girls around would’ve taken his attention throughout the night and Keiji would’ve been fine just watching everyone else get drunk and dance by the roaring bonfire.

There were stars dotting the sky that Keiji didn’t normally see in the city and one special star seated on the grass beside him. There were four beer bottles spread between them both and greasy paper plates and Keiji was in love with the serene atmosphere, you know ignoring the top 40 song blasting out of the speakers of a truck.

It’s something that Keiji wouldn’t do on his own, not when Bokuto was there to excitedly drag him into every new experience possible. Be it underground rock shows or the expensive weekend vacations sponsored by his parents or late night sleuthing when Bokuto wanted to explore and couldn’t sleep.

Keiji held it all dearly to his heart and that’s why he was hopelessly in love with Bokuto Koutarou, the man was perfection in every sense of the word. Graduation would mean this silly crush would have to cut itself off, right? Bokuto would go off to university and spend all his time with new teammates and friends.

Ugh, now that’s just another type of depressing.

“Kaashi,” Bokuto scooted closer, their warm shoulders rubbing, “I miss you.”

“I’m right here.”

“You’re physically here, but you’re not like... here ,” Bokuto pouted, “was the sex a bad idea?”

“Probably,” Keiji didn’t feel the need to mince his words now, no point in holding off on this conversation, “but I’m getting over it.”

“Are you?” Bokuto leaned harder into him, the alcohol strong his breath, “do you want to get over it?”

“I have to because you’re not into men,” Keiji said as Bokuto let out an irritated groan, then plopped his face onto Keiji’s lap. Keiji ran his fingers through gelled, soft spikes as Bokuto murmured something into Keiji’s thigh.

“I can’t hear you, Bokuto-san.”

“I said ...” Bokuto rolled over, his puffy face looking up at Keiji, “it’s not fair that Tets gets to kiss you, but I can’t.”

“He told you about that...?”

“Duh, he tells me everything,” Bokuto said, “he didn’t want me to get mad if I found out and I’m not mad! I could never be mad at either of you... but like...”

“You think it’s not fair?”

“No, I want to kiss you too,” Bokuto being so pouty had warmth spreading in Keiji’s chest, “I’ll stop talking to every girl if it means I can... kiss you again.”

“You don’t need to,” Keiji rested a hand on Bokuto’s chest and softly smiled down at him, “we can still... do things if you want, I didn’t think you’d care so much.”

“I didn’t either! But with you it’s different, I don’t want you to go away, I wanna keep you forever, Kaaashi,” Bokuto took Keiji’s hand and laced their fingers together, “don’t leave me...”

“I won’t, I’ll always be here,” Keiji’s eyes darted to Bokuto’s frown and he leaned in just enough... just for Bokuto to raise himself up to meet his lips. A big hand wrapped around his neck as Keiji wasn’t allowed to pull back when Bokuto demanded more and their lips mashed together.

“Let’s go somewhere a little more... hidden,” Bokuto purred and that went straight to Keiji’s cock. Bokuto was on his feet, Keiji took his hand and scooped up the blanket they were sitting on.

The hay bales were their destination, far enough from the scope of their friends and hopefully no critters would stumble upon them. There was a clear view of the road from here, but no one would see them given the darkness of the field... probably.

The blanket was back down, Keiji straddled Bokuto’s lap and neither of them had thought to bring any lube (certainly not Keiji), so Bokuto went to licking the palm of his hand before taking both of their cocks. Keiji kissed him like a man starving, his hips were shameless in fucking against Bokuto’s thicker cock and god he wanted to be full of it.

“This feels so right,” Bokuto peppered Keiji’s jawline with kisses, “so much better with you, what the hell?”

“Obviously it’s because I’m the greatest.”

“You are!” Bokuto grinned and Keiji flushed from how damn earnest he was, “I think I’m an addict.”

“All because Kuroo-san kissed me?” Keiji teased, “sounds like someone got jealous.”

Bokuto, choosing not to dignify that with a response, just came at Keiji with a sloppy kiss and worked their cocks faster. Keiji missed this, he was horribly addicted too - obsessed with Bokuto from head to toe and all the walls he’d struggled to erect were crashing down.

He knew how this would end and didn’t care, not when Bokuto’s hand had him nearly screaming his name and the praise that left his lips... Keiji would be good for him, all at the detriment of his own heart.

To Little Kitty 🍮 [02:17]

Heading back home and just want to say I think it’s back on w/ Bo.

From Little Kitty 🍮 [02:17]

O fr???? How wild that bonfire get?

To Little Kitty 🍮 [02:17]

Idk everyone was superrrr duper drunk LOL

But Bo was rly cute and rly jealous about Kuroo kissing me

And that turned into jerking us both off in a field behind a haybale.....

From Little Kitty 🍮 [02:18]

Damn that’s kinda romantic with the stars and cows looking at u and shit

Then are you???? Dating?

To Little Kitty 🍮 [02:18]

I don’t think so

He wants to fuck around

And i’m okay w/ that

From Little Kitty 🍮 [02:19]

Mmmmmmmmmmm ok

Fun with the boys before they graduate i guess

To Little Kitty 🍮 [02:19]

BASICALLY !

I’m so fucking tireddddddd, gonna crash as soon as im home.

The following weeks were normal enough, you know for someone who was in love with their best friend and fucked around with them on a daily basis. Keiji tossed around the idea of Bokuto being bisexual or maybe Keiji was the lone exception? His captain didn’t care to label it and Keiji wasn’t going to question it when he was underneath Bokuto.

All he knew was that Bokuto didn’t have any real feelings for him, other than silly childish jealousy, and the chances of him getting bored with Keiji were high enough. None of his girls stayed around and it was only a matter of time before he dropped Keiji for someone more interesting and exciting, so Keiji would savor their times together while they lasted.

He did like to play up the jealousy angle, just a little, with Kuroo as help because fuck did he love flirting up a storm with Keiji and getting him riled up. It was after practice when Keiji left the shower and saw a message in their group chat containing a photo of Kuroo buried inside of Kenma.

This chat was absolute horny insanity with the amount of pictures exchanged between the four and Kuroo probably had the highest score since he was obsessed with showing off Kenma and his own admittedly sexy body. Bokuto was always a selfie slut and that gave Keiji plenty of fodder for his hand to work with when Bokuto would just casually drop a dick picture and send all their gays into a frenzy.

“Do you wish that was you?”

Bokuto’s deep voice from behind him nearly had Keiji jumping, they were the last remaining in the locker room as they didn’t have any meeting or plans to hang out afterwards. Bokuto clasped Keiji’s shoulder and rested a hand on his bare waist, the towel doing a decent enough job of covering himself for now...

“Me fucking Kenma or Kuroo fucking me?” Keiji replied, his tone indifferent since he was sure Bokuto wouldn’t try anything in here, they always waited until they were at Keiji’s place.

“Acting as if your cock would ever get any use? Cute.” Bokuto nipped his ear as the hand on his waist dipped lower, under the towel so grope his soft cock, “you would fold the second Kenken was naked.”

“Oh, have you moved onto Kenma fucking me now instead of Kuroo?” Keiji pressed back on Bokuto, damp skin on skin as his back met Bokuto’s chest, “does he make you feel less threat- ah threatened?”

A low chuckle resounds next to his ear, thick fingers are tugging on his cock and Keiji reaches behind him to loosen Bokuto’s towel. It’s not fair if he doesn’t get to feel that cock growing fat under his fingertips too.

“Desperate to have a cock in you either way, Keiji,” Bokuto pushed forward, having Keiji’s chest on the cool metal as he rocked himself forward, cock rubbing on the soft fabric of Keiji’’s towel, “you don’t care who it is.”

“Bo...” Keiji sighed, sticking his ass out a little further for Bokuto to grind against, the weight of his thick cock sliding between his covered cheeks, “what if someone comes in?”

“They’ll see you getting fucked by me,” Keiji bit his lower lip as Bokuto took the nape of his neck and squeezed, “see how you’re nothing but a filthy cock slut, I should let the whole team use your pretty ass.”

Before Keiji could respond, the towel was ripped away from his waist and a harsh hand landed on his ass, making him yelp in surprise, “you would fucking love that.”

Another loud spank rang through the empty locker room and Keiji tried to hold in his moan, but the grip on his neck grew tighter, “let me hear you, fucking whore. You want to be covered in their cum and your hole to be gaping, huh? Say it.”

There were more smacks in rapid succession, there was bound to a red handprint on his plump asscheek and it stung , but... Keiji’s cock was hard as fuck.

“I... I do, I want to be fucked by them all, I want my ass to be full!”

“You’re not lying, sweet thing,” Bokuto thumbed his leaking cock and gave it a rough squeeze, “my cock just isn’t enough, hm?”

“It is!” Keiji gasps as he is yanked back and placed on the wooden bench between the lockers, his hands scrambling for purchase.

Bokuto brings a hand down on his ass again, “ass up, baby, present for me if you want any cock.”

All Keiji wanted to do was listen, fuck the possibility of anyone seeing him like this, he needed to be stuffed and fucked full with Bokuto’s cock in his greedy ass now . There was the pop of a cap, Keiji’s hips hiked up higher and his cock was throbbing, aching with need.

“Your body wants it so badly,” Bokuto mused from behind him, his two fingers prodding at his rim, “bet you even fingered yourself in the shower for me.”

There was no denying that when Bokuto’s fingers penetrated his hole with ease, Keiji just wanted to be ready just in case... Bokuto could’ve had a date with some girl. There was the slightest burn as the fingers pushed in to the knuckle and eagerly fucked him open, Bokuto was always a rough one.

And Keiji loved it, he didn’t want to be treated like some fragile doll.

“Damn Kou, you weren’t lying.”

The new voice had Keiji immediately perking up to see Kenma with a phone in his hand, pointed right at him, but the voice didn’t come from him. There was another set of hands that squeezed the globes of his ass, a longer set of two fingers that fucked into his hole alongside Bokuto’s.

“See? He’ll take anything and anyone up his ass.”

“But he’s only had you?”

“I’m greedy, sue me.”

Their combined laughing, Kenma’s little smirk playing on his lips as he kept the camera on them, Keiji... Keiji was fucking wondering when Kenma and Kuroo got here in the first place. All that came out of his mouth was a lewd moan, four fingers immediately stretching his hole open wider, the slick noises of lube filling the air.

“You gonna let me fuck ‘em, Kou?”

“You can take his mouth.”

“That works for me~” Keiji could hear the smirk in his tone, felt how Kuroo’s other hand was obsessed with grabbing the meat of his ass.

“Just as pretty as I thought,” Kenma remarked, he picked up Keiji by the chin and leaned in, “I know this is what you’ve always wanted, all the attention on you.”

“I... mmph!” Kenma took the chance to take Keiji in a possessive kiss, pushing his tongue into his best friend’s mouth and swallowing down his moans. Maybe it was Kenma dominating this kiss, the fucking fingers assaulting his prostate, or the spank Bokuto delivered for Keiji kissing another boy... but his cock kicked and the bench was messy with semen.

“You’re both such perverts,” Kenma licked his lips when he broke away and looked over at the captains. They must’ve been watching.

“My fingers are in his ass, of course I’m a pervert!” Bokuto huffed, but Kenma just giggled.

“Come here, Tetsurou, fuck his mouth before someone else decides to waltz in here.”

“He orders you around?”

“Fuck off,” Kuroo pulled his fingers out and much like Kenma, he was also still in his school uniform meaning they both came here straight from Nekoma. Keiji didn’t have an inkling of an idea that this was going on, sneaky of them.

“Hey pretty boy,” Kuroo smiled down at him as he undid his belt and Keiji’s mouth was already salivating, “can you open your mouth for me? Stick out your tongue.”

Keiji would do anything for a cock, so he didn’t hesitate to obey Kuroo and got the head of his cock being rubbed on his tongue. Tease, but this also came with Bokuto grabbing his hips.

Kenma? He was recording, more interested in watching them fuck Keiji. And once the show started, it was impossible to turn away when Bokuto thrusted himself forward and Kuroo’s heavy cock occupied his mouth. Keiji was used to Bokuto’s large size and had somewhat mastered the art of the deep throating as he encouraged Kuroo to sink in all of his cock.

“Shit, no gag reflex?” Kuroo commented as he held onto Keiji’s curls and steadily rocked into his mouth, “can fuck your throat so easy, baby.”

“He was very insistent on using me for practice,” Bokuto bragged, “since I’m the biggest one here.”

“Feels good...” Kuroo groaned, “looks even more beautiful with a mouth full of my cock.”

“True,” Kenma stood to the side of Kuroo and Keiji wetly blinked up at the camera, perhaps he did favor the attention on him, showing how good he could be. There wasn’t much he could do aside from take Bokuto and Kuroo, let himself be used until they come... heaven .

Kenma soon disappeared out of his eyesight, probably to get Bokuto roughly fucking his ass and Kuroo matched his pace, making a mess of Keiji’s mouth. Keiji was never going to look at their locker room the same, not when Bokuto’s possessively holding his hips to keep him in place and Kuroo looks to be on the verge of spilling down his throat.

However the older one pulls out, leaving Keiji’s mouth uncomfortably empty and jerks his cock over Keiji’s face. He automatically lets his tongue loll out and Kuroo aims to hit it with ropes of cum that spurt out from his cock. Some hit his cheek, nose, and a little on his forehead.

Bokuto does the same, cumming all over Keiji’s pristine ass and making him feel like an object... yes .

“Kenma? You going to use this slut?” Kuroo asked.

“I’ll wait ‘til we’re at his place,” Kenma run a finger along Keiji’s cheek, collecting the cum that’d landed there and popped it into his mouth. Oh, what else was in store for Keiji?

From Little Kitty 🍮 [21:49]

Back home 💕

To Little Kitty 🍮 [21:49]

Good!! 💖

I still can’t believe I got eiffel towered by kuroo and bo 😭

Wtf

WTFFFFFFFFFFFF gklfdgjkldfjglkxk

From Little Kitty 🍮 [21:50]

HAHAAHAHAH KGJDHGJKFDXJK

It was bo’s idea

Since he knew you’d never make a move on kuroo

To Little Kitty 🍮 [21:50]

HEY.............

Ok maybe not

I thought he was super jealous tho?

From Little Kitty 🍮 [21:51]

It’s fine if its kuroo

He doesnt know how he’ll react w/ another guy

But it doesnt matter bc YOU’RE NOT DATINGGGGGGGG SO BE A WHOREEEEEEEE

To Little Kitty 🍮 [21:51]

Okay tru tho

Don’t know how.

From Little Kitty 🍮 [21:52]

Gkjdhgkjdfjgkdx

THAT’S OKAY.

I’m actually going to Sendai next weekend so you can come

Maybe hook up with tsuki or kags idk..........

To Little Kitty 🍮 [21:52]

Ohhh...

I’ll think about it

(I really want to I’m just shy)

From Little Kitty 🍮 [21:53]

(I’ll drag you with me)

Nationals came and went, along with graduation. There were no epic confessions to be had, only the promise that they’d stay in touch and visit when they could.

Kenma felt the emptiness being carved inside of him when he saw Tetsurou leave for university, knowing that he was only an hour away, but that was a brand new chapter in Tetsurou’s life that Kenma wouldn’t physically be a part of. He’d been preparing himself for months, he knew just how much it would possibly hurt, however that didn’t stop the tears from falling when he curled up in bed that same night.

Tetsurou was his closest friend, they’d been together since Kenma was seven and now he was gone, not just across the street for Kenma to visit. In plain words, it fucking sucked and Kenma wished he was born a year earlier so they could’ve gone to university together.

He didn’t have to suffer alone at least, Keiji was going through the same post graduation depression and they could find comfort in each other. Plus Kenma had to focus on being a vice captain for the team and his budding streaming career that Tetsurou had been urging him to follow.

This afternoon though, Keiji came over after his team’s practice and wanted Kenma’s company. All of his friends had graduated and while he was friendly with other classmates, it wasn’t really the same type of connection he shared with his senpais.

Kenma ignored his homework in favor of playing mario kart with Keiji and his best friend had gotten scarily good at this game, like he’d played in his free time just to figure out ways to beat him. He had to admit, the competition was exciting since Tetsurou and Shouyou were usually the only ones who could keep up with him, Rintaro seemed to get too distracted with texting Osamu or uh, other things.

“Wanna go again?” Kenma asked as Keiji rolled his neck and stretched out his back, they’d definitely been sitting here three, four hours if he had to guess.

“Nah,” Keiji set down the controller and glanced over at Kenma, they’d both taken up spots on the floor beside Kenma’s bed and left anything resembling schoolwork in their bags, “I kind of want to...”

Kenma felt the hand on his thigh and saw Keiji’s roaming eyes over his body. He wasn’t wearing anything that appeals, just one of Tetsurou’s stolen hoodies and some shorts, but if he’d learned anything over the past year... that didn’t matter when it came to Tetsurou.

“Did you come here with lewd intentions?”

“Technically, yes, I just got caught up in kicking your ass.”

“I have four wins over you,” Kenma curled his fingers in Keiji’s shirt and pulled him closer, “means I get to fuck you~”

“Fine,” Keiji says as if he wasn’t the biggest cockslut Kenma knew, he’s more than happy to kiss Keiji breathless. Kenma wouldn’t say his list was very long outside Tetsurou, Keiji, and Shouyou... along with some randoms at parties they went to.

Hooking up was fun in theory, but Kenma didn’t really enjoy himself unless there was some kind of emotional connection attached. He couldn’t just pull random guys in his bed and feel the same... excitement when it came to someone like Keiji sitting in his lap.

He was incredibly sexy, yes, but Keiji was also someone really special to him, a friend that he never wanted to let go of. They clicked on so many things and it was easy to hang out with Keiji, no pressure for anything when they could sit in silence with their phones.

Or do this...

Pressing his lips against Keiji’s long throat as the younger one fingers himself open, getting ready to ride Kenma’s cock. Once Tetsurou was gone, Kenma can’t say he had a preference either way of what he did... but there were certain kinks he only shared with Tetsurou because they were for him.

It was things they discovered together, Kenma didn’t want anyone else calling him a baby girl or going on about fucking his cunt. And with Keiji he just delighted in being fucked really, having Kenma to cuddle when they were finished and dirty with body fluids.

“God, I needed this,” Keiji murmured as he sank down on Kenma, hands holding onto his shoulders as they kissed. Kenma’s hands took Keiji’s ass and parted it as he fucked upwards into him, he felt so fucking good and tight around his cock.

“Missed a cock in you, Ji?” Kenma gave a harsh thrust as Keiji moaned against his mouth. The fact that Kenma knew there were so many girls who wanted to bed Keiji, that there secret fanclubs devoted to the Fukurodani captain...

(Blame Tora for asking around and the rabbit hole they landed in with Fukunaga).

“I did, I’ve been busy with fucking everything and it’s impossible to get laid,” the grumpiness on Keiji’s voice was adorable, there was small pout on his lips too, “can I just stay here?”

“Forever?”

“Until we graduate, then I can have Koutarou’s cock up my ass again.”

Kenma let out a snort as Keiji had the cutest smile, he was so gone for his senpai. His crush on Tetsurou was... well, he didn’t stress over it and if they were dated then cool. If not... Kenma could adopt a dozen cats and die alone.

Keiji knew it from all their last night talks together, if Tetsurou liked them then he would’ve said something by now and he hasn’t. That was fine, Tetsurou was... Tetsurou, the golden boy of Nekoma and probably meeting a hundred other people he’d rather date over Kenma.

Just perfectly okay.

“Kenma...” Keiji’s soft whines went right to his cock, he held tightly onto Keiji’s small waist as he rutted up into his warm heat. Kenma needed it too, not from someone whose name he wouldn’t remember, but his best friend who made his heart do a little dance whenever they kissed.

Was it another crush? A case of Kenma falling in love again? He didn’t think about that, only that they loved using each other and there were no expectations. Kenma wrapped his hand around Keiji’s cock and the setter covered his mouth as the double stimulation rocked through him.

Beautiful...

His eyes were wet with tears and he was bouncing so cutely on Kenma’s cock, but they couldn’t have the entire house knowing what they were doing. Kenma kissed his knuckles as he milked Keiji’s cock and heard the muffled whine behind his hand, what he’d give to have Keiji screaming.

“Come inside me, c’mon,” Keiji murmured before capturing Kenma’s lips once more, he truly wasn’t far behind. He planted his feet on the floor and fucked into Keiji’s used hole, only taking a few moments to fill it with his seed.

“I love your ass,” Kenma mused before smacking it.

“Kenma!” Keiji giggled and demanded another kiss, still full of Kenma’s softening cock, “we should do homework now.”

“Or we can have sex again.”

“You are a worse enabler than Kou...”

Another spank, more giggles, and perhaps Kenma getting him riled up again...

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:39]

Tetsuuuuuuuuuuuu

From Tetsurou 💕 [21:39]

Hey kitty <3

Something up?

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:39]

I can’t text you on my stream break?

From Tetsurou 💕 [21:40]

YOU CAN OFC!!!!!!!

I just thought maybe you’ve been tired lately

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:40]

I’m always tired

But keiji came over and we fucked

And then I forgot I streamed tonight so it was very much me rushing

Oops

From Tetsurou 💕 [21:43]

LOL ofc

You should play smth relaxing then baby

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:44]

That won’t get me 89560468904 subs to buy the world with

Or maybe it will if I’m extra dramatic

Can I just stream myself laying in your lap

From Tetsurou 💕 [21:44]

Yes

I’d love that so much <333

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:46]

<333333333

I miss you.

From Tetsurou 💕 [21:46]

I miss you too love

I wanna come home, but I’ve been rly busy with classes and club events and all the socializing AND FUCKING PART TIME JOB TOO

But I don’t want to complain again bc that’s all I do 😭

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:49]

I’ll listen to it allllllllllll

Miss your voice ugh

And your hands

And your cock

From Tetsurou 💕 [21:50]

And my cock

HAH

Well you don’t stream on thursday so we can vid chat?

To Tetsurou 💕 [21:51]

Sounds like a date <3

Let this be the last training camp of Kenma’s life, please.

(It won’t be, they still have the rest of the year to play).

Tora’s been on the ball with his captain duties and not even going easy on his vice captain, kinda bullshit. But whatever, it was cute to see their kouhais working so hard to impress them and their first year setter who was watching Kenma like a hawk.

He was too shy to ask Kenma any questions and eventually he got tired of being stared at like a sideshow attraction. The kid practically froze up when Kenma approached him and asked if he wanted to practice together, he got a very quiet yes, senpai in return.

Was Kenma ever that bad? God, he hopes not. He shivered at the thought.

But once that was taken care of and the little setter was slightly less terrified of him, the rest of the summer training camp went as expected, everyone worked hard to improve. He didn’t see much of Keiji outside of the volleyball court and when they ate, but he’d been taking his captainship rather seriously, pretty hot of him when he was lecturing one of their wing spikers.

None of them measured up to Bokuto, but they still had a decent handful that’d make it well into nationals this year with Keiji’s stern leadership. Tora was confident they would crush Fukurodani this year and take the title, especially without Bokuto scoring all over the place.

Perhaps... if Karasuno didn’t get in their way again.

Right now Kenma was more concerned about leaving the cafeteria without his teammates noticing or asking where he was going. They may assume he was just ending off to bathe or go play games by himself and they would typically be right ninety-eight percent of the time.

Keiji texted Kenma that afternoon to meet up after dinner and his cock was already filling up at what they’d be doing soon. They barely had time to talk about anything that wasn’t volleyball, let alone anything resembling sex.

Although Kenma is pretty sure he heard someone getting it on in the restrooms last night and went out of his way to find some other place to piss. Lucky bastards, it should’ve been him and Keiji.

“This is the place?” Kenma noticed Keiji standing by a closed door in the corridor, no one else was around and there was a vending machine a few feet away. Their rooms were far enough that the chances of anyone they knew stumbling on them was low, but Kenma wasn’t too worried about getting caught with a guy.

He wasn’t out out, but all his friends knew and that extended to teammates who were on a need to know basis. Tora hadn’t the slightest clue while Shouhei was unsurprised, then made a silly joke about it while Tora was still stunned, how could Kenma not like girls!

Most people weren’t weird about it and his parents probably knew by now from how close he was to Tetsurou... and how many times they almost got caught making out. He should probably tell him someday, maybe after he moves out, putting it off is always a good decision.

Keiji pulled some key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, revealing some closet of sorts, “Koutarou gave me a copy, said this was the sex closet.”

“... that’s gross.”

“Doesn’t smell like a sex closet,” Keiji flicked the light on, “and it’s clean enough.”

“How many people have fucked in here?” Kenma asked mostly to himself as Keiji just shrugged and closed the door behind them. It was definitely a janitor’s closet of sorts with cleaning supplies and such on the shelves, a few stacked up chairs in the corner and other miscellaneous things.

“We’ll be adding to the legendary sex closet status,” Keiji smirked as he pushed Kenma onto the wall and ducked his head to kiss him. This key would have to go to Shouyou next, that ball of sunshine was a fucking nympho that Kenma could barely keep up with on a good day.

Kenma’s not sure how long they made out, but it was nice to know that no one would interrupt them for once. Even at home they still had to be careful; it made Kenma giddy for the day he’d move out, already having plans to crash with Tetsurou.

Keiji had slipped a knee between Kenma’s thighs and he was lazily humping on it, keeping the friction up just enough for his cock to feel nice. He closed his eyes as warm, wet lips sucked in marks on his neck and hands took hold of his ass, just kneading the flesh there as opposed to needing to fuck him.

“It’s so fun doing this with you...” Keiji kissed his neck once more before breaking away to drop to his knees, “I was looking forward to it all weekend.”

“Who knew the serious captain of Fukuordani was so sex addled?” Kenma tased as Keiji went to pull his cock out from his sweats, “is that why your team lost today? Too busy thinking of sucking me off?”

“No one would ever suspect me of sabotage~” Keiji winked before taking Kenma’s cock into his mouth and using his hand to play with his balls.

“Fuck...” Kenma’s head hit the wall as he savored Keiji’s talented mouth on him, he knew how to suck a dick and was sort of better than Tetsurou at it. Something that he didn’t know, not right now anyway.

He watched his cock disappear into Keiji’s mouth over and over, saw how his best friend was devoted to licking and kissing and sucking on him like his life depended on it.

“Touch yourself for me, Kei.”

A simple request, but Keiji moaned around his cock as if he’d been waiting for permission to jerk himself. Such a different persona from what Keiji portrayed in public around his kouhai, those who revered Keiji with the utmost respect.

And here he was, on his knees, for their rival.

His fingers stroked his long, hard cock as he bobbed on Kenma’s, and his little muffled noises drove Kenma wild , “that’s it, take what you need... good boy.”

Big blue eyes stared up at him and Kenma almost laughed from how Keiji rocked faster into his own fist, oh he was too easy. Too obsessed with a cock in his mouth or his ass... choosing Kenma too instead of anyone else at this camp?

“You have to swallow my come first, don’t be selfish,” Kenma grabbed his dark curls and thrust his hips forward as Keiji moaned. He wanted it, he loved being used like a toy as long as he was covered in or tasting semen on his tongue afterwards.

Kenma pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the time it was past their curfew, but he could trust Tora not to rat him out. He wasn’t in a rush for this to end either, Keiji’s mouth on his cock was a fucking dream and when would they have the time for this again?

“We’re both gonna have to sneak in like dirty criminals.”

Keiji popped off for just a moment, catching his breath, “worth it for you.”

“Bo and Tetsu would be proud.”

Kenma opened up the camera app and snapped a few pictures to send them later when they needed study motivation material. Keiji looking like a cock drunk whore was more than enough, add onto when Kenma recorded him jerking off too? A masterpiece.

They separated with a chaste kiss once they left the closet, he loved being the one of the few people to see this side of Keiji.

From Tetsurou 💕 [15:20]

So like this guy I’ve been talking to wants me to bottom

I’ven ever done it before???

To Tetsurou 💕 [15:20]

Do u want to

From Tetsurou 💕 [15:20]

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

If I was to seriously think on it

I wouldn’t mind it with Kou?

Or Oikawa.

Or Ushijima lmao but that’s never happening

To Tetsurou 💕 [15:21]

So you want an obnoxious or stoic top?

From Tetsurou 💕 [15:22]

From what Koushi told me Ushi KNOWS how to hit it

As for the other two idk!!!

They have a lot of confidence and arrogance and I’m attracted to that...

They’d also put me in my place

I swear I haven’t been thinking extensively about this

To Tetsurou 💕 [15:24]

You’ve flirted with Oikawa since the first day you met pls stop lying to yourself

But anyway does this guy fit those perimeters?

From Tetsurou 💕 [15:24]

RUDE!!!

He’s hot but not someone I exactly see sticking it in me

Idk if I’d like bottoming in the first place

Should I do it with a stranger???

Or a trusted friend

Is it that serious.

To Tetsurou 💕 [15:27]

Bokuto would probably volunteer his dick if you asked

From Tetsurou 💕 [15:27]

God he would

His huge dick 😭 I wanna choke on it babe fr

To Tetsurou 💕 [15:27]

Ask!!!!!!!

HOOT HOOT NYA chat

Kuroo: KOUTAROUUUUUUUUUU

Bokuto: TETSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Kuroo: KOUTAROUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Bokuto: TETSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Akaashi: ...

Kuroo: AKAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Bokuto: KAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Do u wanna fuck kuro’s butt, bokuto: Me

Bokuto: WOULD I????????

He’s my best bro ofc!!!

Kuroo: awwww 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Okay but I’m not like SUPER serious about that just

It’s out there

As an offer

To myself.

Bokuto: ooooh kk

Well whenever u wanna go lmk

IM GREAT AT ANAL !!!

The sweet taste of candied apple lingered on Kenma’s tongue, soon to be swiped by Keiji as they searched for a quiet spot to fool around in. The end of summer was near and the two joined Tora, Shouhei, and their Karasuno friends at a festival in Sendai before it was officially autumn.

It wasn’t too difficult to escape their friends when Shouyou and Kageyama were deadlocked in competition together, Tsukishima and Yamaguchi went to watch the fireworks and Kenma’s teammates split with their girlfriends. So the perfect time for Keiji to take Kenma's hand and pull him away from the busy crowd to find a nice tree to make out against.

Kenma was pleasantly buzzed from all the food they’d eaten and silly festival games they took part in, all made better by Keiji’s gorgeous presence. They both wore yukatas, Kenma’s a dark red with black stripes and Keiji’s cream white with gold pinstripes, and Kenma volunteered himself to do both of their makeup.

Tetsurou and Bokuto went absolutely wild at seeing their selfies up on twitter, like seriously they had to be half of the replies. It probably didn’t help that neither Kenma or Keiji were wearing anything under their yukatas, allowing a peek at their collarbones and flat cleavage.

Any skin got those boys going wild.

Time was of the essence however, they had to leave with Shouyou since they were sleeping over and Kenma was nabbing the lube from his bag while Keiji leaned back on the tree. Opening his yukata revealed his lean, muscled body underneath the fabric and Kenma wanted to ruin his tanned skin with bite and scratch marks so badly , wanted to show Bokuto and Kuroo what they were missing out on.

Keiji spread his legs enough for Kenma to slip his fingers between them and prod at his hole, he couldn’t take his time like he vaguely wanted to. His mouth latched onto Keiji’s nipple and Keiji’s resulting little moan went to his cock, he was so sensitive here.

Telling by how his cock was filling up with Kenma ignoring it and giving attention solely to his nipples and fingering his hole open. There were the numerous sounds of the people by the booths, the faint smells of all the food that was being fried up, and the sight... Keiji leaned back against this tree with his yukata hanging off his shoulders.

Anyone could walk down this path and see Keiji being played with.

Kenma just sucked his nipple harder at the thought, swirling his pink tongue around the nub and fucking steadily into his warm heat. The two of them weren’t so shy anymore, not with each other when they were horny as fuck and needing to find anywhere to get off.

It was kind of a game for them and Kenma loved it, chalking up locations where they could fuck and not get caught. Testing out his stealth abilities as he covers Keiji’s mouth and continues to rock his rock inside of him.

Kenma popped off one nipple and went to pay attention to the other, giving the same treatment as Keiji rolled his hips down on Kenma’s wrist. A third finger soon joining and satisfying his best friend for now, he looked so good and fuckable in this state.

“Ready for you, want your cock, please.”

Kenma could’ve probably used another five or so minutes to make sure Keiji wouldn’t hurt, but he was throbbing underneath his yukata too. He got Keiji turned around and pushed the fabric up over his ass, resisting the urge to give him a little spank.

He did grope it.

And pulled those cheeks apart as he pushed his cock inside, always so incredible with Keiji and his tight ass, “can you stay quiet for me or do you need me to help out, again?”

“Mmm, I’ll be good, promise,” Keiji softly says as he rolls back into Kenma, wanting to be fucked like the pretty whore he is. Kenma has a loose grip on Keiji’s small waist, he likes watching him work for his orgasm and how much he loves fucking himself.

Tetsurou would have an iron grip on Kenma’s hips and pound into him like there’s no tomorrow... but Keiji likes working for it. Kenma meets him with hard thrusts and leans forward to kiss the exposed skin where the yukata fell, to say Kenma’s been waiting for this all week would be an understatement.

The second they spotted the yukata in the store, they were on the same wavelength of watching to fuck in them at some point during the festival. Kenma had to keep his hands to himself on the trainside here so he didn’t try to cop a feel.

BANG

The sound of the fireworks startled both of them, but that didn’t stop Kenma from grinding into Keiji, if anything he felt Keiji clench down on him. There were fingers reaching back to grab his hair, causing the butterfly clip to tumble onto the ground and his blond tipped locks to fall on his shoulder.

But now Keiji could moan with no resistance, the fireworks were loud, distracting, and the most ideal background to be fucked to. Kenma’s hand reached around to take Keiji’s chest, playing and tugging on his nipple as he fucked up into him, so good , Keiji was amazing piece of ass.

“Kenma...” Keiji cried, he must’ve been close, his cock was pink and drooling with precum, “I love your cock, I love how you fuck me.”

“That’s why you’re always coming back to me, Keiji,” Kenma kissed the shell of his ear as his hand went downwards to curl around his cock, “come for me baby, wanna feel you squeeze me.”

“Yes, yes, yes ,” Keiji jerked in his arms, his cock spilling with his release within moments, soaking Kenma’s hand on it. He brought it up to his mouth to lick away his own cum and Kenma was gone , his cock pulsing deep in Keiji’s asshole.

Keiji didn’t stop licking his fingers until they were all clean, a happy little smile on his face as well. He turned back around and Kenma immediately met him for a kiss, a languid one as he held Keiji’s naked hips in his warm hands.

“Your semen is dripping down my thighs.”

“Why do you have to say it like that?” Kenma clicked his tongue, “there’s some napkins in here-”

“I like it... the feeling, like I’m being used and I did a good job,” Keiji admitted, “the drying part sucks, but right after... it’s such a turn on, Kenma.”

“Still horny, huh?” Kenma kissed his jawline and squeezed his hip, “you do have to clean up, can’t walk around with dried cum on your thighs.”

“Who says I can’t?”

“... are you seriously pouting over this?” Kenma couldn’t believe his eyes, “turn ‘round you brat.”

Keiji’s horny devil persona was sidelined once they were out from the trees and back around normal people. Next was finding everyone else, then crashing on Shouyou’s bedroom floor.

“I had fun~” Keiji remarked, their hands were laced as they trailed their friends, “we go on the best dates.”

“You’re right about that,” Kenma shared a smile with Keiji, “I like this.”

“Friends who have sex and go on cute dates?”

“Yep,” Kenma squeezed Keiji’s fingers, “it’s comfortable with you... kinda like Tetsu, but... different.”

“Yeah...” Keiji nodded, their friends split their ways and the couple went after Shouyou, Natsu, and Yachi who Kenma saw earlier. Shouyou was smiling even brighter around the blonde, hum...

To Tetsurou 💕 [01:38]

Are u up

From Tetsurou 💕 [01:39]

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Kinda drunk

Sorry if i do stupid

To Tetsurou 💕 [01:39]

Normal for you

From Tetsurou 💕 [01:45]

Meannnnnnnn

I see u typing

Hit enter

!!!!!!

To Tetsurou 💕 [01:55]

Just curious why you aren’t dating anyone

From Tetsurou 💕 [02:02]

Don’t have time

But likeeeeeee

Guys have asked I guess?

Turn them down because

They aren’t ppl I’m looking for

To Tetsurou 💕 [02:03]

And who are you looking for?

From Tetsurou 💕 [02:10]

So straight forwardforward

Straightforward

Lmaooooooooo

ISSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA secret

To Tetsurou 💕 [02:11]

Go to sleep

Keiji’s glaring at me bc of the light fro my phone

From Tetsurou 💕 [02:11]

HEY KEIJIIIIIIIIII

LOVEU

><333333333333

<33333333

Fishy heart

Koutarou’s party boy reputation thrived in university, especially when so many of his friends were in Tokyo and it was easy to hit anyone up for somewhere to go on the weekend. Yeah he had to attend practice, play games, and study, but when a man wants time for fun, he will make it... and he’ll drag Tetsurou out with him by the collar if he needs to.

Tetsurou often finds himself drowning in everything related to the million tasks he enforces upon himself and it;s Kotarou’s job to make sure that Tetsurou didn’t burn himself out! Like this week, Tetsurou was a little snippy from his essays and a shitty coworker at his grocery store job, so Koutarou made him close his laptop, toss on something slutty, and they headed out to one of the gay clubs that Oikawa took them to once.

At this point Koutarou was preeeetty sure he probably wasn’t like, straight, you fuck enough guys and maybe it’s time to question some things with your sexuality. Being in university made it too easy, just go to a party and find literally anyone to bone as long as they were hot enough to get Koutarou’s dick hard.

Tetsurou teased him that his type was very much ‘Keiji shaped’ and so what, Koutarou had a type! Tetsurou had one too, but not like he got laid much with his workload. That’s precisely why they were here, surrounded by cute boys, booze, and whatever pop music the DJ was spinning.

Daichi and Asahi were at a table together while Sugawara and Oikawa were dancing together, off in their own drunken world that Koutarou was on the verge of joining. If his eyes weren’t fixed on Tetsurou anyway, the black crop top he wore was sinful with those tight shorts squeezing his ass.

Don’t get Koutarou started on the fishnets he wanted to tear apart ugh , Tetsurou had gotten so experimentally slutty with his clothing and it was killing Koutarou. He hadn’t especially thought of Tetsurou in a sexual way until he learned that his best friend was considering letting Koutarou fuck him.

And now he couldn’t help staring at his ass during any given moment.

Like there were the thoughts of Keiji that got him slipping his hand into his pants late at night or distracting him in class, but Tetsurou? His bro was here, right in front of him, shaking his ass and dancing with someone else who was being so damn touchy with him.

Koutarou hadn’t noticed his glass was empty until he went to sip out of it and slightly frowned, but that barely mattered when Tetsurou turned his way and wove through the dancefloor. He wasn’t very Keiji shaped with his wild hair and cheshire grin and lanky body, but he was like, super fucking hot and Koutarou had come to terms with his own... preferences.

“I need you to do me a favor,” Tetsurou whispered in his ear as Koutarou felt his heavy weight slide onto his lap, Koutarou grabbed his waist so he wouldn’t fall off. He couldn’t ask what the favor was, only knew that he went from looking into hazel eyes one second to kissing Tetsurou in the next, oh .

Koutarou could work with this, he wasn’t afraid to suck a little face with Tetsurou in the middle of this club, grab some ass while he was at it. Tetsurou moaned and Koutarou eagerly licked into his mouth, groping his ass more as Tetsurou laced his fingers behind Koutarou’s neck.

Different from Keiji, there was a playfulness to Tetsurou’s kisses, he wanted Koutarou to chase and claim his lips. He would be a tease... but Koutarou wasn’t shy, he moved one of his hands to grip Tetsurou’s thigh, covered in the fishnet and inched up higher... wanting to know if Tetsurou was easy like Keiji.

“Ah...” Tetsurou broke off the kiss for real this time and glanced around, then let out a relieved sigh, “he’s gone.”

“Who? You got a stalker?”

“Nothing like that, just someone who won’t take no for an answer,” Tetsurou rolled his eyes, “they think you're my boyfriend now though, sorry."

"Don't worry! I'll play boyfriend for my best bro," Koutarou grinned, squeezing his thigh, "whatever you want, I'm here for you."

"Whatever I want?" Tetsurou cocked his head with a curious smile, "you are responsible for one thing..."

Tetsurou moved the hand on his thigh up, up onto his crotch where an obvious hardness was covered by black denim, "would you take care of that, Koutarou?"

"Yeah," there was no hesitation for him, he relished the surprise on Tetsurou's face as he palmed the bulge there, “you’d have to get off of me unless you want a handjob right here, in front of everyone.”

Tetsurou seemed to roll the idea around in his head as they kissed, their tongues sliding each other as Koutarou rocked the heel of his hand on Tetsurou’s crotch. Not a wet pussy he was fingering this time, but Tetsurou’s cock that he’s seen in enough pictures... in person... but yet to have it for himself.

“Your mouth,” Tetsurou said into his ear, “can’t stop thinking about when you sucked off Keiji, I want that too.”

“Alright, pretty boy.”

They went to the club together and left together, not exactly as planned, but Koutarou was excited nonetheless. Tetsurou tended to be pickier with the guys he fucked and for Koutarou to be on his list? He felt so special, Tetsurou was one of a kind.

They walked back to their apartment and the moment they crossed the threshold, Koutarou was all over Tetsurou again. It felt as if all those taboo and repressed thoughts poured out of him when they were kissing and he was loving it.

It’s a miracle they made it into Koutarou’s bedroom and Tetsurou was pushed right onto it with the older one crawling on top of him. They were both sober, both ridiculously horny for each other, and having Tetsurou underneath him was a hidden dream come true, the hell?

“I know I’m gorgeous, but my cock is hurting and needs your mouth on it.”

“I should leave you like this,” Koutarou snorted, but his fingers went to undo Tetsurou’s shorts and yanked down the fishnets with them, “... fuck, I can’t wait to suck you.”

“Have a thing for blowjobs, Kou?” Tetsurou sat back on his elbows, his erection lay on his stomach and Koutarou sat between his spread legs.

“I do, they’re really fun,” Koutarou wrapped his hand around the base and gave a few licks to his shaft, “dunno if I like sucking dick or eating pussy more.”

“I know which one I favor,” Tetsurou’s soft smirk, his bedroom eyes were a sight to behold from his angle... it explained how he broke so many hearts.

“You’re so fucking hot, Tetsurou.”

Koutarou expected a silly comment back, but there was only the rise of a blush on Tetsurou’s cheeks and him looking away, “can’t take a compliment, bro?”

“Now you ruined it.”

Ah, Koutarou didn’t want to fuck around anymore when a beautiful cock was on his lips. He sucked on the head for a moment, licking up at the pre that’d slipped from the slit, then pushed down his shaft.

Big .

Maybe the biggest Koutarou has sucked on? But he’d never turn down a challenge, especially when he got Tetsurou in this state and had to take care of him! He peered up to see hazel eyes were focused on him, his fingers clutching the comforter as Koutarou took more of his cock.

“I wasn’t actually serious... but you’d do anything for a heavy cock on your tongue, huh?” Tetsurou began to get a little mouthy, “it’s a good look on you, mouth stuffed with my cock.”

The praise was delightful, he loved when Keiji did it and it hit the same way coming from Tetsurou. Anyone else and it really fell flat... huh.

“Don’t get in your head, sweetheart,” Tetsurou placed a firm hand on his shoulder, “you did this to me, got me all hard and horny... finish the job.”

Fuck .

Koutarou soon felt Tetsurou’s cockhead hitting the back of his throat, his nose buried in the dark curls around the base of his cock. There was so much spit as Koutarou loved to make it messy and noisy, just made his love of sucking cock more obvious.

Love of sucking dick... amazing .

While Tetsurou closed his eyes and thrusted up into Koutarou’s mouth, the older one went to introduce a finger to his puckered hole. He was a virgin there, Koutarou desperately wanted to be the first, needed to fuck his tight hole before anyone else would.

“Kou...”

“I’ll only use my fingers, see if you like it, mk?” Koutarou slicked his fingers up by sticking them in his mouth and Tetsurou watched him, not much to say now.

“Okay...”

“Tell me right when you want me to stop,” Koutarou kissed his inner thigh and went with one finger first, pressing gently. He got his mouth back on his cock as well, he had to make Tetsurou feel good if he wanted this to work and stretch him out.

He watched for Tetsurou’s reaction, if he was in any pain, but the man’s eyes fluttered shut again as he moaned about Koutarou’s mouth. Good, he bobbed his head and slowly thrusted his finger, Tetsurou was so hot inside, would feel wonderful around his fat cock.

“More...”

Koutarou slid a second alongside the first, he thinks Tetsurou is getting close from how he’s rutting into Koutarou’s mouth and just the babbling he’s doing. It’s cute, Koutarou yearns to hear more of it, wants to remember this one unlike all the others he’s brought to bed.

There it is again...

“Don’t stop, please, I’m close... Koutarou !” Tetsurou pleads with him, Koutarou fucks his thick fingers right on his prostate and swallowed down around his cock. It’s a gorgeous sight when Tetsurou’s back arches and his thighs close around Koutarou’s head, he could probably die like this.

Koutarou milks his cock through his orgasm, at least until Tetsurou softly pushes him away by the forehead and Koutarou giggles.

“Want me to do you?”

“Nah, this was for you,” Koutarou crawls up and kisses him, but he feels wandering hands on the waistband of his jeans nonetheless. He won’t stop Tetsurou from stroking his neglected cock, nor the needy kisses that come with post-orgasm Tetsurou. Or cuddles.

To My Owl 💞 [07:05]

Good morning Keiji!!

I hope you have a good day <3

From My Owl 💞 [07:05]

Morning, Kou.

I’m surprised you’re awake.

To My Owl 💞 [07:06]

I ALWAYS WAKE EARLY IT DOESNT MATTER WHAT I DO 😭😭😭😭

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Tets is so cuteeee look at him

From My Owl 💞 [07:06]

He’s drooling.

But adorable.

Send it to Kenma.

To My Owl 💞 [07:06]

DONEEEEEEE

Omg I could have used the GC

WHATEVERRRRRRRRRRR

I need to run !

To SCARY KITTY 🍮 [07:07]

[IMG SENT]

Can I ask u something

From SCARY KITTY 🍮 [07:07]

Mmmm tetsu

To SCARY KITTY 🍮 [07:08]

How does it feel to crush on someone?

Or like them

Or want them for more than sex??????

Like you wanna suck their dick forever ????????????

From SCARY KITTY 🍮 [07:10]

That is precisely it.

No one else really matters, you just want them.

To remember everything you do with them, to share all the special moments, to talk to them all the time, to date them and call them your partner...

Everything reminds you of them... they’re the first person you think of when you wake up and the last person you say goodnight to

They make you rly happy when you see them and your heart kinda wants to explode out of your chest

Idk

Some gay shit like that

To SCARY KITTY 🍮 [07:15]

Ohhhhhhhhh.....................

I think I’m crushing on Keiji

Like out of everyone I slept with he’s the only one I’m all the above about!!

Tetsu too kind of but ik you’re crushing on him so that’s why I asked you.

And I don’t rly wanna sleep around anymore

It’s tiring chasing that high I can’t get anywhere else.

Sorry to dump this on you LOL I really gotta go on my run tho BYEEEEEEEEEE

From SCARY KITTY 🍮 [07:15]

It’s fine

We can talk more about this after school if you don’t mind waiting.

I too have some Tetsu-related things to get off my chest.

Koutarou locked himself in his room once he’d gotten home from the gym. Tetsurou was working his shift and probably wouldn’t be home for another two or three hours.

He texted Kenma if he was available and just had to wait fifteen minutes for Kenma to call, all nerves and jitters rushing through Koutarou’s body. He knew what love was, his parents were a picture perfect definition, but experiencing it himself? Unknown.

“Hey, Kenken,” Koutarou laid back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, “... how do we start this?”

“Hello, my name is Kozume Kenma and I’m in love with Tetsurou.”

“Ahh... hi! I’m Bokuto Koutarou and I’m...” the words were stuck on Koutarou’s tongue, it’s the first time he’d be admitting it out loud, “... I’m crushing on Akaashi Keiji.”

“Congratulations, admitting it is the first step,” Kenma said, Koutarou swore he heard the sound of clapping too, “when did you realize it?”

“Uhhh... I was in the middle of giving Tetsurou a blowjob?” Koutarou says as he’s sure Kenma just choked on his own spit, “it was like, the last time I felt that strongly about anyone was when I was with Keiji and no one else has matched it. Some girls have tried to, but it’s all so different with him... and Tetsurou, but he’s yours and I’m not that kind of guy.”

“I can say the same for Keiji... I like doing things with him, but I don’t experience the same feelings... not that I don’t like him, it’s just different,” Kenma said, “when I talk to Tetsu, it’s like my entire existence lights up, I hang onto every word he says and when he comes to visit I’m just... like a dog following him around.”

“Dude, I totally get that! I didn’t know it was a romantic thing because I thought for the longest time I only liked girls and what I felt for Keiji was just...” Koutarou paused as he tried to find the right words, “best friend things?”

Kenma’s laugh on the other line was downright adorable, how could Koutarou be bothered? “Yeah, it’s normal best friend shit to suck each other off and have friendship sex.”

“I mean clearly I can have sex with tons of people and never fall in love so it tracks!” Koutarou grins, Kenma’s still giggling, “Keiji’s just the first one I got attached to... and fell for in more than a friend way. I really like him, Kenma. Everything you said resonated with me...”

“You want to suck his dick forever?”

“And ever! Maybe hold his hand sometimes too,” Koutarou said, “is that what you feel for Tetsurou? I understand now. I thought for a while it was just... I don’t know, you had sex until you got bored.”

“To be fair, you did say yes to any human woman who looked in your general direction.”

“That’s upgraded to human man! But yeah, I guess. Keiji is special though, I want to keep him... I want to call him mine and be a good boyfriend for him,” the butterflies in Koutarou’s stomach rustle at the thought, “do you know if he likes me?”

“As per our conversation this afternoon, yes.”

“Wait, you didn’t tell him, did you?!”

“No, I wanted to make sure you had your head on straight first. Keiji’s scared that you’ll just ditch him for some girl,” Kenma replied, “I would recommend maybe slowing it down with all the sleeping around, it’ll show him that you’re serious.”

“Right, you’re right,” Koutarou firmly nods and pushes himself up to sit, “I wanna show him that I’ll be a loyal and devoted and awesome boyfriend! I can find out if Tetsu likes you too.”

“He doesn’t.”

“Let me ask first, stubborn kitten.”

There was a scoff as Koutarou went to text his best friend.

To TETSUBRO 🍭 [19:47]

Do u like kenma

“Okay, I asked! I don’t know when he’ll respond though.”

“Never, if only for my sake.”

“Aww, don’t be pessimistic, if you must know Tetsurou doesn’t slut it up as much as people might think,” Koutarou said, “he looks forward to your date nights more than anything else.”

“They’re not-... nevermind,” Kenma sighs, “I don’t care who he’s doing in his spare time, if he liked me he would’ve said something by now. And he hasn’t so.”

“He could just be scared because of his family and all, doesn’t want you wrapped up in their drama.”

“Too late for that, pretty sure his grandparents unofficially banned me from their home.”

“Oh, well... he just never has to invite them over, easy!” Koutarou says as a notification pops in, “he replied!”

From TETSUBRO 🍭 [19:52]

Why

Planning on the cocksucker hat trick?

To TETSUBRO 🍭 [19:52]

No i’m just curious!!!

From TETSUBRO 🍭 [19:53]

Yea

Don’t tell him or I’ll kill you

I don’t think he wants a bf

“Yes, don’t tell him or I’ll kill you.”

“Better start digging your grave, Bokkun.”

“THAT’S THE FIRST TIME YOU CALLED ME BOKKUN!”

Kenma’s giggles were so precious...

To TETSUBRO 🍭 [19:55]

ITS OKAY

I like Keiji!

But I’ll still be your fake bf for now LOL

We can discuss our crushes over dindin *3*

Who knew a man could have so much to get off his chest? Koutarou sure didn’t consider just how deeply his feelings went for Keiji as he spoke to Kenma, then Tetsurou over their late dinner. Certain things began to make a world of sense once Koutarou acknowledged what he felt and finally talked about it, Keiji meant so, so much to him.

Tetsurou had his own thing with Kenma too, but he was scared since he was convinced Kenma would reject him before even trying to confess to him. Koutarou knocked some drunk sense into him though, literally a solid punch to his shoulder that made Tetsurou shove him back and Koutarou handily won that wrestling match.

Tetsurou was very easy to pin down and overwhelm with kisses.

Koutarou wasn’t sure what to make of his crush on him, but maybe hopefully it’d pass because he didn’t want to find himself between Tetsurou and Kenma. Not in that specific way, there are other options that Koutarou was possibly open to...

Ah, it’s just so much to process in so little time, Koutarou needed to figure out what he was going to do with himself. The two of them did plan on visiting next weekend, mostly so they wouldn’t psych themselves out and concoct their plans in confessing.

... yes Kenma knew exactly what they were doing because Koutarou kept him updated, but he didn’t tell the kitten Tetsurou’s plans to swoon him! Keiji on the other hand was completely in the dark, but Koutarou knew that Keiji liked him so he wasn’t worried... probably.

There was always a chance of cold hard rejection, but Koutarou would be ignoring that very possibility and dreaming of his future wedding with Keiji. Tetsurou was the one who stressed over every little detail and Koutarou didn’t want to bruise him with another punch so it was time for his favorite way to relax!

A laptop, a video of Keiji being fucked by Kenma, and Tetsurou right beside him with his cock out. They were in Kenma’s bedroom for this one as indicated by the video game posters on the wall and a few plushies on the bed.

Keiji was laying back on the pillows, shirt pushed up to reveal his nipples and his pretty cock leaking on his stomach as Kenma was fingering him open. Koutarou stroked his own cock as he wished he were there, getting Keiji ready for his huge cock and fucking into him.

“They’re so beautiful together, it’s not fair,” Tetsurou said, thumbing the head of his cock. Their hot thighs were pressed together, eyes focused on the laptop screen as Kenma leaned forward to kiss Keiji.

“So true...” Koutarou murmured, the pink of their tongues sliding between their mouths had his cock witching in his hand. He could get off to them just kissing alone, they were both ridiculously pretty.

“Kou...” Koutarou turned his head to see Tetsurou’s aroused gaze on him, not even thinking twice when it came to dropping a kiss on his lips. The video still went as Koutarou pushed further into the kiss, his hand leaving his cock to touch Tetsurou’s.

“Let me,” Koutarou whispered, fine with ignoring his own needs to get Tetsurou more riled up. A content sigh left Tetsurou’s lips, Koutarou went to kiss on his neck and from the sounds on the video, he knew that Kenma must’ve been getting up to fuck Keiji.

(This was his favorite one, he’d watched it countless times).

Tetsurou’s little whine had Koutarou jerking him faster, eager to make him come just like this, “so good for me, baby.”

“Mmm... I’m a little jealous of Keiji, I wanna be fucked too...”

“You want my cock now?”

“Yeah... I asked Kenma how it felt and... I wanna try with you...” Tetsurou said, “he really wants pictures though, they both do.”

“Okay~ how do you want it?”

Tetsurou was quiet for a moment as Koutarou’s attention returned to the laptop, Keiji was crying for it while holding onto Kenma, this little cockslut. Koutarou wanted those long legs hugging his waist, wanted those nails scratching his back.

“From behind,” a hint of shyness was on Tetsurou’s voice, “fuck the anxiety out of me.”

“Now that’s sexy, baby!”

The laptop was closed and moved elsewhere, Tetsurou repositioned himself onto all fours while hugging onto a pillow and Koutarou was thrilled to get this hole all to himself. The phone was set on a tripod that Kenma left here with Tetsurou on one of his visits and Koutarou’s huge hands played with Tetsurou’s ass just for a moment... squeezing, kneading, groping all over the warm flesh.

“I’ma try something I haven’t done before.”

“Wha-” Tetsurou’s question was cut off as Koutarou licked a wet stripe from his balls and up to his rim. Koutarou’s eaten plenty of pussy in his lifetime and ass should be the same, right? Only reason he hasn’t done it is because it didn’t interest him as much.

But for Tetsurou? And Keiji? Maybe Kenma too...

Oh, that’s a thought.

Koutarou worked with what he knew, putting past pussy knowledge to the forefront as he licked the puckered hole and gently pushed his tongue inside. Tetsurou was quiet, but hopefully that wouldn’t last long as Koutarou figured out how to make him feel good.

“Oooh...” Tetsurou stretched out like a long kitten, rocking his ass backwards onto Koutarou’s mouth and seeking more of his tongue. Koutarou kept fucking into his hole with his tongue and sucked on the rim, Tetsurou seemed to be loving it as the minutes passed.

He introduced a finger alongside his tongue and heard his name, sounding downright sinful of Tetsurou’s lips. His own cock was begging for anything, the second Koutarou rutted on the bed he wasn’t quite sure if he could stop.

This was about Tetsurou!

He slipped in a couple more fingers, stretching Tetsurou wider and getting him so wet for a cock, “taking my fingers so well, Tetsu.”

“Good, it’s so good... is this what... this how Kenma’s pussy feels like when I’m fucking him?”

“Oh yes~” Koutarou doesn’t take long to find that spot that has Tetsurou jerking and moaning louder, his hips harshly fuck back on Koutarou’s hand. Koutarou has to keep him still with a firm hand on his hip and occupies his mouth by licking around his hole.

Tetsurou sounds so pretty, so needy for him, makes his heart swell.

“Please, please, please, I want your cock Kou... I want it now .”

Koutarou ignores that, instead punishing Tetsurou’s prostate and making a total mess of his virgin hole. Their future boyfriends will be watching, he has to wreck the tall kitten just a little, have him crying just from Koutarou’s thick fingers.

“I know you can come like this, go on baby, be good for me.”

He feels it, the tightness of Tetsurou as he snaps like a bowstring and his seed hits the sheets beneath him. His heavy cock went untouched, now twitching and spilling with cum, delicious .

Koutarou does manage to give him what he wants as he barely as time to recover, a big cock slides right between right his cheeks and his fingers curl into the pillow as Koutarou fucks into him.

“Fuck, Koutarou, you’re so huge... it’s too much!”

“If Kenma can take you, you’ll be fine. Don’t be a bitch,” Koutarou smacked his ass and slid himself down to the base, “this is what you asked for, ain’t it?”

“But it’s so...” Tetsurou buries his face onto the pillow as Koutarou hovers for him, hands resting on the sides of his shoulders.

“You’re full of me, kitten, your ass was taken by me ,” Koutarou drags his cock out, then slams back in, “I’ll turn you into a fucking cock slut just like Keiji.”

“God...” Tetsurou groans as Koutarou sets a slow rhythm, he’s as tight as a fucking catholic school girl... Tetsurou in a skirt...

“Made for it, baby,” Koutarou kisses the shell of his ear as he rolls his hips forward, he wanted to fuck Tetsurou all night. Get him whining and whimpering and crying about how big he was.

“Harder... want more.”

“I knew you’d break easy,” Koutarou tears Tetsurou’s arms away from the pillow and bends them behind his back, then holds him by the wrist as he fucks into his ass. Tetsurou is delicious like this, letting Koutarou take all control and just taking his cock, god knows he needs to empty his mind of every silly thought in his head.

Koutarou was waiting for this day and it’s everything he wanted, Tetsurou being so submissive with a cock ravaging him. Keiji and Kenma were going to lose their pretty heads over this and that just fuels Koutarou even more.

There was the loud slap of skin on skin as Koutarou buried himself into Tetsurou and chased his own pleasure, capturing the high that he only experienced with Keiji. Would it be the same if he got Kenma under him too? All squirmy with his tiny, fuck doll body?

Koutarou was driven to his climax within moments, Tetsurou’s moans went straight to his cock. He only pulled out to flip Tetsurou on his back and took hold of his cock, giving him quick strokes to milk him again.

Koutarou snatched the phone from the tripod and showed off the creampie left inside, as well as the mess on his toned abs. His fingers attempted to push the semen back inside, but it just kept dripping out and Tetsurou was all sensitive about it.

Cute.

HOOT HOOT NYA chat

Kuroo: three days!!!

Three days!!!!: Me

Kenma: why is there a countdown for this one

It’s not your first time coming back

Kuroo: is every visit not ultra super mega special, kitten?

Kenma: only when I get laid.

Kuroo: you only love me for my cock ):

Kenma: your fingers are nice too

KAASHI LOVES ME FOR MY PERSONALITY!!!: Me

Akaashi: and your tits

Kenma: oooo ya big tits

Wanna squeeze them

Akaashi: I’ll do that for you <3

Kenma: <3

Kuroo: I WANNA SQUEEZE THEM

Wait

I can

KOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

[IMG SENT]: Me

Kuroo hands on my booby

(REAL)

Akaashi: play with his nipples

Kenma: bite him

Akaashi: suck on them

Kenma: fuck them

YOU GUYS ARE SO LEWD: Me

[IMG SENT]

HAPPY????

Kenma: lfdjgjfhjxg

Akaashi: ughhhhhhhhh

Kenma why is your man a slut?

Kenma: why is YOUR man letting another man suck his tits?

Akaashi: Bokuto-san very friendly, he can’t say no to a person in need.

Kenma: i need tits in my mouth

COME HERE KENKEN!!!: Me

Ohhhh darn we have to do hw ):

Kenma: no u dont

Koutarou has been confessed to in every conceivable way possible.

A letter in his locker, a delivery of a bento to his desk, an emoji and paragraph filled DM.

Girls walking up to him in person and asking if he’d be their boyfriend, girls asking him after a victorious game if he wants to go on a date, girls screaming how much they love him while he’s pounding into them.

There were the ones who attempted to buy his affection, others who lied about how much they loved volleyball to impress him, a few who made a public scene if Koutarou wouldn’t say yes.

Some moved his dick, but none of them stirred his heart enough to say, yes. He thought about the past ‘relationships’ he had, all of them shallow and forgettable save for the alright sex. Being someone’s boyfriend just wasn’t high on his list of priorities, he loved having sex and why should he tie himself down to one person just to have it?

That question was foreign to him as he shared the space of father’s truck cab with Keiji, blankets covering the both of them as they watched the movie on the projector. There were other cars parked in the field to see whatever was on tonight, Koutarou paid off the owner to show a line of Keiji’s favorite movies.

It’s here he finds himself under the stars with Keiji again, muting out the world around them as he holds his hand over the blanket. Keiji’s lips are curved into a soft smile as he looks down between them, his fingers are long, slender while Koutarou’s are calloused and bigger.

There’s dark polish on Keiji’s fingers too, Koutarou thinks it makes him look even cooler. Their eyes meet after a time though, Koutarou knows... he knows deep down he’s never felt this for anyone else he’s slept with. The feelings may have been there all along and he never noticed until Keiji kicked him out of the laundry room.

His heart sank into the pit of his stomach. He wanted to stay with Keiji, he didn’t care if they never had sex again, but... to be tossed out and ignored afterwards? It felt cruel, but did he expect anything else?

Keiji was protecting himself from being hurt... it all made sense.

“Keiji...” Koutarou brought their hands up and kissed Keiji’s knuckles, “I want you to be my boyfriend.”

The shock on Keiji’s face, his raised eyebrows and the parting of his pink lips, seems he truly had no idea of the trio’s scheming, “Are... are you sure? Why... what?”

Koutarou chuckled at Keiji’s flustered stuttering, “Yes, I’m pretty fucking sure, I’ve been thinking about it for the past two weeks. Why? I like you, I might more than like you, but that’s rushing it. I’ve never confessed to anyone, Keiji, I’ve never... wanted to date anyone or allowed myself to be vulnerable in this way...”

“I... I didn’t...” Keiji blinked away his tears and Koutarou was quick to cup his cheeks, wiping them away, “sorry, I don’t mean to, I’m just- confused?”

“I want us to be together, I want to be the best boyfriend I can be, I don’t want to ever let you go,” Kooutarou said as those pretty blues stared back, “I don’t know if I’ve figured everything out about myself and all that... but I do know you’re the one person I’m constantly thinking of, the one I feel anything for. Doesn’t matter if you’re a girl or a guy, you’re Akaashi Keiji and I want you.”

The seconds passing felt like hours as Koutarou wondered if he was doing the right thing, laying his heart out for Keiji and for what? Out of the small hope someone would love him for more than one thing?

Keiji pushed forward, closing the gap between them and sealed a kiss on Koutarou’s lips. There was a stark difference from the other kisses they’ve shared in the past and even as recently when Koutarou came back home.

It was a confirmation, a promise that they would be more than just sex friends... they would be a couple, loyal to each other. Koutarou wrapped his arms around Keiji and hugged him tightly, their lips refusing to break away, Koutarou’s heart was soaring.

Tetsurou shared a similar conflict in that he’d never confessed to anyone and needed to savagely beat down his perfectionism to roll out this simple plan with Kenma. The late realization that he’d always liked Kenma terrified him in a way, he was never meant to be normal by his family's standards. He was fucked from get go.

Koutarou told him to embrace it, he didn’t need to adhere to his family just because they were blood related. And Koutarou was right... Tetsurou was relatively independent, having gotten scholarships for school and working to pay his own way through life (thanks to Koutarou’s filthy rich parents that he didn’t need to cover rent).

Tetsurou wanted to be happy, he didn’t want to chase an impossible standard to set himself up for a miserable life later down the road. Kenma made him happy in every sense of the word, why should he let anyone else dictate that?

The riverbed held numerous memories for them, it was a space of happiness, relaxation, frustrations, a tinge of sorrow. They last came here together the afternoon before Tetsurou left for university, the nostalgia was strong then as they went on about past hijinks.

Kenma had a difficult time looking at Tetsurou then, even the smile on his face was strained and Tetsurou didn’t know how to fix it. How to make him feel better. All the stories they shared together, but nothing could lift the cloud over Kenma’s head from the fact that Tetsurou was leaving him behind.

Tetsurou wondered if there was more... not just his best friend leaving, but... was there a chance Kenma felt the same way? That he was hiding it from Tetsurou for... obvious reasons.

The thoughts linger in Tetsurou’s head as Kenma lays in his lap, his yellow tipped hair fanned out for Tetsurou to run his fingers through. How many times have they been alone like this? Side by side, cuddling with each other, Tetsurou buried within the deepest parts of Kenma?

And those feelings are ignored, overlooked, repressed, unknown.

“Kenma...” golden eyes flickered up at his own, his fingers brushed a strand of Kenma’s hair, “remember when I said we couldn’t date?”

“Yeah...”

“A new update came through, patching over that error. You can now romance me.”

“Is it retroactive because I’ve already spent years of my life grinding affection points for you,” Kenma didn’t miss a single beat as Tetsurou smiled down at him, “I don’t mind starting over though, I can speedrun my way into your heart.”

“Oh yeah? You know all the walls to glitch through?”

“There are no walls when you’ve been an open book for a decade, Tetsu,” Kenma took him by the collar of his shirt and tugged him down, “skipping all the dialogue boxes.”

Tetsurou couldn’t even respond as Kenma’s warm, soft lips met his own. Another positive memory slotted onto the riverbank location, taking Kenma as his boyfriend.

Or maybe it was the other way around...

HOOT HOOT NYA chat

Bokuto: HOW’D IT GO BROOOOOO

Kuroo: W’ERE BOYFRIENDS!!!

HBU

Bokuto: BOYFRIENDS BOYFRIENDS BOYRIENDS

Kuroo: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO

Bokuto: YAYAYAAYAYAYYAYAYYAAYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Kenma: told u keiji would say yes

Bokuto: more like he KISSED MEEEEE

AND THEN GAVE ME A HANDJOBIN THE TRUCK OH MY GOD

Kenma: wtf lucky

I just got a make out session 🙄

Kuroo: IT WAS A ROMANTIC MAKE OUT???/

It was also a very romantic handjob: Me

Bokuto: SUPER ROMANTIC LIKE

ROSE PETALS SHOT OUT OF MY DICK

Kenma: and i wasnt there to see it haappen?

Kinda rude

Kuroo: so did you cum roses into akaashi’s ass or smth

Bokuto: yes

Kuroo: sexyyyyy

Another graduation came and went, Keiji didn’t have to think twice about who he wanted to live with and Koutarou just assumed his boyfriend would be moving in with him. He’d even gotten his parents to pay for the whole move to a bigger apartment for additional space and room for Kenma’s streaming set up so he wouldn’t be squished in their bedroom.

Koutarou also shelled out for the top of the line streaming equipment that Kenma swore up and down he’d pay him back for one day, there was no rejecting that. Having parents rich enough to fund a small country was a blessing for the three of them, but that didn’t stop Keiji from seeking out part time work nonetheless.

The four of them moving in together was exciting, but it also came with its own growing pains as they had to adjust to each other’s habits and lifestyles. Koutarou and Tetsurou went through this song and dance in their first year of living together, but Keiji having to figure his way around the provocateur was an annoying venture.

There was also Koutarou and Kenma’s opposite personalities that were like day and night and it wasn’t too uncommon for a spat to break out in the first few weeks of them settling. For how silly and immature Tetsurou tended to be, he was also a stellar mediator and stressed that communication was important if any of this was to work, and yes that includes you too, Keiji.

Hmph.

Things smoothed out as the fall semester began and they were all off on their own schedules, less chances to go stir crazy under the same roof, but also learn how to work together. All in all it was nice getting to sleep in the same bed with Koutarou and wake up to his beloved getting ready for his early morning routine, which sometimes included running into Kenma if he’d been up late streaming.

“Keijiii, think ya doin’ dressed like this?”

The deep drawl in his voice sent a delicious shiver down Keiji’s spine, warm hands sought out his slim waist that was barely covered up by the apron he was sporting.

“What does it look like? I’m cooking breakfast.”

“While wearin’ fuck all? Woke up ‘n decided to be a slut today, huh?” Tetsurou’s hot lips as his neck had his eyes fluttering closed, there were fingers tracing along the inside the waistband of his boxer briefs.

“I don’t need to dress up for a simple breakfast, Tetsurou,” his tone remained calm as the bacon sizzled on the pan before him, along with scrambled eggs. Keiji wanted to take advantage of a quiet Saturday morning where neither of them had anything to do and why not cook them all a little something?

“Too much,” Tetsurou murmured, giving a light smack to his ass as he continued kissing on Keiji’s neck and shoulders. Through the weeks of them being housed together, the two hadn’t actually... done anything together.

Flirted and teased plenty, sure, but their... friendship hadn’t been very physical. The four of them had an arrangement that anything was fine between them and Keiji had seen Koutarou offer Kenma little kisses here and there, but nothing more.

Is this what it took to coax Tetsurou into making a move?

“Pretty, pretty angel.”

Keiji’s focus remained on the food, but he felt those sinful lips trail down the exposed skin on his back, kissing his spine and the few moles dotting his tanned skin. Fingers hooked into his underwear and pulled it down around his thighs, letting his cock free to rub against the apron and his ass was out for Tetsurou to grope.

“Been wanting so long to do this~” Keiji saw from the corner of his eye as Tetsurou dropped down to his knees, the man was shirtless and only in a pair of black sweats, “don’t burn our food, babe.”

“As if, try not to suck at eating my ass.”

That earned another smack, harder this time that made Keiji gasp. Rough fingers pulled his ass cheeks apart and soon he felt a wet, warm tongue licking over his hole. His legs spread just a little as Tetsurou got into it, getting his hole wet and pushing his tongue inside.

“Oh, look at this~” Koutarou’s voice immediately had Keiji attempting to turn around, his boyfriend was leaning on the island counter with a curious smile, “someone couldn’t wait for everyone to join.”

“Kou...”

“Turn back around love,” Koutarou rotated his finger with a stern expression, “do your job as my darling little housewife.”

Keiji’s cock twitched at that, precum smearing on the inside of the apron. Koutarou knew that Keiji adored taking care of him and by extension the other two here. Calling him a housewife was a recent development... one that made Keiji preen from the praise.

So he went back to his duties of cooking as Tetsurou kept him locked by the stove, fingers had joined in with his tongue and god, how was Keiji supposed to concentrate? Tetsurou knew too well what he was doing, he curled his stupidly long fingers in the right place and had Keiji rushing to turn the knobs off as he lewd moan left his lips.

“Is it done?” Koutarou made his way over, his hand resting in dark, messy hair as he peered over Keiji’s shoulder, “smells great, baby.”

“Ye-yeah, I was thinking of pancakes... or waffles, I’m not sure ye-yet,” Keiji whined as Tetsurou finger fucked him closer, there was spit dripping down his thighs from how messy he was being. Keiji rolled his hips back as he sought out Tetsurou’s hand and Koutarou watched with arousal in his golden eyes.

“You look so sexy like this Keiji,” Koutarou slipped a hand underneath his apron, going to stroke his hard cock, “you like the way Tetsu eats your ass?”

“I... I do...” Keiji now found himself fucking forward into Koutarou’s fist, then back on those deft fingers, “I like it...”

“Want him to fuck your ass? He has a pretty big cock for a slut as greedy as you,” Koutarou stroked him faster, reveling in Keiji’s desperate movements, “Kenken’s always going on about how good it feels, how he wants Tetsurou to take him faster and harder.”

“Please... I want it, I want his cock inside me,” Keiji pleads, “can I? Can I have him, Kou?”

“Of course, you’ve been so good for me angel,” Koutarou leans in to kiss him, Keiji’s arms are looping around his neck and he’s filled with a blooming happiness, good for my man. His orgasm hits just as Koutarou is thumbing over his leaking slit and the apron soiled with his release.

“Talking about me like I’m some kind of fuck toy,” Tetsurou give his ass a few more smacks before coming up on his feet.

“Because you are,” Koutarou helpfully reminds him as Tetsurou washes out his mouth in the nearby sink, “fleshlight for me, dildo for my Keiji.”

There’s a glimmer in Tetsurou’s eyes at the blunt objectification of him and he comes over to take Keiji’s chin, giving him a messy kiss. Keiji grinds his ass back onto his crotch, not even hiding how much he’s wanted to feel Tetsurou’s cock fucking into him for... years now.

“Arlight, hold on, let me get my pants off you horny bitch,” Tetsurou smirks as Keiji feels a hand taking his own and placing it right on Koutarou’s thick cock. Keiji wants that in him too, maybe both of them at the same time... and Kenma in his mouth? He can see it and his hole aches for it.

“Fuck my angel good, Tetsurou, he likes it rough,” Koutarou says as Tetsurou begins to push his cock into him, Keiji has been prepared just from Koutarou’s massive size. He adores the excited look in Koutarou’s eyes as he watches his best friend take his boyfriend by the hips and thrust into him.

“How is he still so tight after being nailed by you, Koutarou? Feels like fucking heaven,” Tetsurou nearly growls, he’s immediately going for quick and hard thrusts that have Keiji falling forward onto Koutarou’s chest. His boyfriend assists in holding him there, letting Tetsurou grind into his warm hole and prove how good he can be at fucking his slutty housewife.

“He’s a good boy, knows how to keep it tight for me always,” Koutarou fucks his hips up into Keiji‘s hand as a reminder and Keiji gets it moving, “it’s all he knows how to do too, all he’s good for.”

“Can tell, loves getting his cute ass played with and fucked by anyone,” Tetsurou’s hold on him is fierce, Keiji hopes it leave bruises, “Why’d I wait for this?”

Keiji didn’t know what to say or do, he just mouthed at Koutarou’s neck and jerked off his cock, he loved being good and used . Knowing that it took an apron and a tiny pair of underwear for Tetsurou to break, what an easy man...

“Come ‘ere, lips,” Koutarou had a firm hold on Keiji’s chin now, dipping his tongue into his mouth and enjoying the moans that fell from him as Tetsurou fucked him, “love Tetsu in your ass?”

“Yes, want him to come inside..”

“You heard him, breed my little bitch for me,” Koutarou purred, “get him all knocked up with your baby.”

“Koutarouuu, that’s not even fair ,” Tetsurou whined as Keiji felt his hot breath right on his shoulder as he was soundly sandwiched between the two. The bite was expected as he’s seen Kenma littered with them and he loved that Tetsurou was feral enough to leave his mark too.

And with his come filling Keiji’s ass? Keiji couldn’t ask for a better morning.

“Close...” Koutarou murmured as Keiji just had to stroke his fat cock a few more times for his release to hit the apron as well. So much...

“Waffles,” Tetsurou kissed his cheeks before pulling out and Koutarou easily agreed, they left Keiji in his state of mess as he remembered just what he was going to do next...

From Koutaarou ⭐ [16:33]

Date night?

To Koutarou ⭐ [16:40]

What do you wanna do?

I kind of want to go out...

From Koutarou ⭐ [16:42]

LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO

Club?????

Omg it’s actually been a while since I went to one 😭

To Koutaro ⭐ [16:50]

Sure, I feel like dancing with my man~

From Koutarou ⭐ [16:51]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS

There are like FIFVE CLBUBS i like going to

Three are gays clubs, two aren’t.

Oneo f those is SUPER POPULAR so no that’s out

Tooru is friends w/ the owner of one of them so we can prolly get in for free???

It’s very chill most nights and we can vibe and dance and makeout （*＾-＾*）

To Koutarou ⭐ [17:03]

I’d like that <3

Kissing you in front of everyone else... I really want to.

From Koutaro ⭐ [17:03]

God they’ll all know you’re mine <3 and I’m yours <3

See how far we can go, yeah?

GODDDD I’ll pick u up in an hr why do u work!!!

Keiji tends to get overwhelmed easily.

One moment he’s fine and the next he’s crouched down in the shower trying to rid himself of all the stress and anxiety that’s piled onto his shoulders. He thought it was just a thing because of volleyball, but he’s quit the sport and it’s been continuing since then... it’s bothersome and nearly debilitating at times.

He should probably see someone about it, much to Tetsurou’s gentle suggestion, but for now his temporary solution is just... cuddling in Koutarou’s arms. It’s so easy when he’s here and willing to soothe the loud insecurities in Keiji’s head that send him spiraling to darker places.

Koutarou snuggle and shower him in praise, telling him that he’s done so good over the week with finishing his assignments and he’s deserving of the little raise he’d gotten from work. Keiji wishes he wasn’t like this, that he didn’t need to be babied by his boyfriend because all the noise in his head clouded out the ration and logic that Keiji typically ran on.

“My good boy, I’m going to get your clothes off, okay?”

But he likes it. He likes it a lot, actually. Maybe too much, however Koutarou never says anything negative about it. In fact he’s there to enable it even further as they’re alone in their bedroom, their roommates probably cuddled up together too, or more.

Keiji’s head feels weird, a bit hazy as he goes with the motions and finds himself stripped down to his boxers. Koutarou gets him onto his stomach and feels the gentle kisses that press on his shoulders, neck, the shell of his ear.

“I’ll take care of you, okay baby boy?”

Keiji hums in response, the warmth of Koutarou disappears for a moment as he hears a cap pop open and he instinctively hikes his ass up.

“Not yet...” a faint laugh on Koutarou’s tone as slick hands rub on his shoulders, oh , “gonna treat my baby to a massage, think you can behave for me?”

“Yeah...” Keiji holds onto a pillow and rubs his cheek against it as he relaxes further, Koutarou’s hands are doing wonders for him. There’s the soft scent of ocean salt in the air as Koutarou rubs the oil over his skin and earns a groan from his boyfriend.

“Wanna hear you again, I love your voice,” Koutarou’s continued warm words have Keiji eager to obey, he doesn’t hold back, “that’s it, baby.”

“Anything for daddy...” Keiji murmured against the pillow, it took his brain a moment to catch up when he realized what he just said, “Um...”

“It’s okay, daddy’s here for you~” Keiji could imagine the smug smile on his lips, but his embarrassment fled as Koutarou’s hands went lower. Keiji’s never received a massage like this, ever.

“My gorgeous baby boy,” Koutarou didn’t hesitate to grab Keiji’s plump ass, but he soon went down to his thighs, “I love you so much, you should always be this submissive for me.”

Submissive...

“Is that what we’re doing... some kind of submissive kink... thing?” Keiji’s brain was so fogged up he didn’t know how to word it, “feels like it.”

“I was just giving you a massage, love, you’re the one who brought daddy into it,” Koutarou mused, Keiji’s cheeks burned with heat, “but if you want to keep doing it, I’m down.”

“... I like it, daddy,” Keiji was quiet to admit, but Koutatou managed to hear him and kissed his inner thigh in response. Keiji was rather... vanilla about his kinks, he was fine being fucked every which way and didn’t feel the need to explore much when he was happy now.

But being submissive and praised for it? It woke something up in him.

“I’m into it too,” Koutarou ran his hands back up Keiji’s thighs, squeezing and massaging the flesh there. Keiji arched his back nonetheless, Koutarou was close to where he wanted him to touch and Koutarou gave his cock the attention it was longing for.

“Yes...” Keiji purred, Koutarou’s slick hand jerking his cock as Keiji rocked into it, a slut for his own pleasure. Two fingers weren’t shy with prodding and pushing into his hole either, the slight burn was more than welcome.

“Look at my baby, opening up for me so he can take cock,” a set of lips met the middle of his back, “you want daddy’s cock?”

“Yes, please , I love daddy’s cock... I love daddy,” Keiji’s fingers clawed at the pillow as his hole clenched around those fingers and he needed something bigger, wanted daddy, “daddy, don’t tease.”

“I won’t, you just have to be a little more patient, pretty thing,” Koutarou pumped his fingers and watched his boyfriend writhe on them, “daddy will fuck you, don’t worry.”

“I’m gonna... if you keep,” Keiji whined, but his hips betrayed him as it took one, two thrusts into Koutarou’s fists for his milky releases to drip on Koutarou’s knuckles.

“That’s my baby, you’re so beautiful when you come for me,” Koutarou continued stroking his cock, milking his balls of his seed onto the sheets, “good boy, so proud of your useless cock.”

“... Koutarou,” Keiji buried his burning face into the pillow, he was sensitive and Koutarou’s words just kept hitting him in all the right places, “too much.”

“Too much to praise you for coming for daddy? Too much that my baby boy came so much for me? You’re doing so well, I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Koutarou licked off the semen from his knuckles and soon pushed in a third finger to stretch out his boyfriend. Keiji could lay here forever with Koutarou just, on him in any capacity, as long as the promise of cock was in the air.

“Waiting so patiently for daddy’s cock, I’ve trained you well,” Koutarou rubs Keiji’s ass with his other hand, “you know where your place is.”

“Filled with cock...” Keiji moaned, would he come again before Koutarou fucked him? God, he was so fucked up already.

“My cock,” a surprise spank had him whimpering, “Tetsurou’s, Kenma’s... maybe I’ll let Omi have you too? Or Hajime, Tooru...”

“No,” Keiji clutches his pillow, his stomach dropping at the thought, “don’t want them, just... daddy and our best friends... please.”

“Okay, okay relax baby boy, it’ll only be us,” Koutarou leaned forward to press several reassuring kisses to him, “our pretty cock slut.”

“Mmm, yeah,” Keiji’s smile must’ve been enough for Koutarou to finally get his dick into him. He slathered more oil on and pulled Keiji’s hands away from the pillow, instead linking their fingers together as Keiji was stuffed full with him .

“Daddy, daddy... daddy feels incredible,” Keiji went on blabbering, all he knew was the heavy weight of Koutarou on top of him, the possessive way their hands were entwined.

“Such a good boy, you’re taking my cock so well, daddy’s happy~”

Whatever was left of Keiji’s brain was fucked clean on out as Koutarou pounded into him with hard and purposeful thrusts. Anything to make his boyfriend feel better, to get that dazzling smile on his face and have him chanting Koutarou’s name.

Daddy...

“Daddy fucking loves your hole, my little boy slut, trained on this very cock,” Koutarou only let go of Keiji’s hand to hold him down by the neck. The speed of his thrusts accelerated and Keiji was rendered useless, his head was truly empty and could die this way... just by being split in half on Koutarou’s cock.

Koutarou’s sheer, raw intensity had tears rolling down his cheeks and Koutarou coming deep inside of him, making a mess of his abused hole. It’s just what Keiji needed, a good man to fuck the anxiety out of him.

To Koutarou ⭐ [17:02]

Good luck on your game, daddy <3

From Koutarou ⭐ [17:02]

GKLDJGKLFDJGKLFJDKLGKJFDGKFX

AHJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

KEIJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

MY DICK

To Koutarou ⭐ [17:05]

Wow, you are incredibly easy, huh?

Makes me sad I couldn’t come with.

I’d whisper in your ear about how badly I want daddy’s cock in me.

From Koutarou ⭐ [17:07]

Fjkfhjksfjdjsz

Could call me...................

Just saying

To Koutarou ⭐ [17:08]

Afterwards, love.

And maybe I’ll be riding Tetsurou during it?

From Koutarou ⭐ [17:10]

OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD

U ARE GOING TO KILL ME

RIGHT HERE

KENMA IS SENDING ME GOOD LUCK NUDES BYE IM TURNING OFF MYP HONE

Boys night out for Tetsurou and Koutarou was hanging out with their other friends and doing whatever himbos did in their free time. Boys night in for Keiji and Kenma apparently meant Kenma was seated on Keiji’s lap and finishing up his makeup.

“You’re so pretty...” Kenma withdrew the eyeliner brush and smiled in satisfaction at his work. Keiji was a bit squirmy from anticipation as Kenma reached over for the mirror with little white cat ears peeking out at the top, he’d never really been one to sport makeup like Kenma did.

“Oh shit,” Keiji blurted out, seeing the dark blue eyeshadow on his lids and the black liner that accompanied it, reminding him of the night sky in a way. Kenma had used all kinds of product on him and Keiji expected this to be a little more boring since he wasn’t that into watching all those tutorials on youtube, but he liked being doted on by his best friend.

It probably helped that Kenma told him that he couldn’t reject anything they did tonight and Kenma surprised him with a set of black lingerie to put on immediately. Kenma matched him with a white counterpart and Keiji found it difficult not to tease his cute nipples that showed through the sheer babydoll.

So he settled with squeezing his chubby thighs, kneading the fat on his ass, squishing his little tummy that’d been growing since he quit volleyball. Kenma’s hard cock was outlined in the white lace panties, but that didn’t distract him from using Keiji’s face like a doll and his determination was adorable.

Keiji did ask once if Kenma did this for Tetsurou, dressing up in a feminine manner and Kenma thought on it for a few moments before shrugging and saying he liked it. He liked when Tetsurou called him a girl when they fucked and maybe sometimes outside of it too, he didn’t really think about it too much.

“Put on that robe and let me take some pictures of you, and then you do me?”

“Yes~” Keiji kissed Kenma’s cheek, leaving a blue lipstick mark there and giggled. Kenma flipped the mirror on himself and smiled too, guess that’d stay for their little photoshoot.

The robe was a royal blue as well, sheer with fur lining that made Keiji feel like a slitty mistress of some sort as he pulled it over his shoulders, “where did you even buy these?”

“You can find anything on the internet, even assassins,” Kenma smirked.

“I don’t want to know...” Keiji leaned back, covering himself with the robe as Kenma grabbed his phone and began to snap pictures. This was a thing between them, something about dressing up like a whore and taking photos for their -now- boyfriends was exhilarating for Keiji.

His public persona was radically different with his sweater vests, polos, and button ups that he never stood out in. In this safe space with Kenma though... he was happy to let out his inner seductive minx for Koutarou to drool all over and fuck him silly once he came home.

Koutarou loved both versions of his Keiji, or any version as long as he could get his hands on him. Keiji had never met a man more enthusiastic about himself and everything that represented Keiji... it made him feel so validated and loved.

“You should seriously take up modeling,” Kenma commented as he straddled Keiji and went to push up the thin fabric of the black babydoll. His thumb and forefinger took one of his nipples and pinched as he took another photo.

“For like... eight? Ninth? Time, I don’t want to,” Keiji’s chest pushed up into Kenma’s hand, “not all pretty boys need to walk down the runway.”

“You should, the world is missing out~” Kenma played his nipples a little more before bringing his fingers to Keiji’s lips, “at least do one of those anonymous slutty accounts.”

“Fine, do it with me and we can confuse every straight man on the internet,” Keiji rolled his eyes, but there was no heat in it. He was pliant as Kenma pressed his fingers on his tongue and rubbed on the pink muscle, camera still on him.

“Tetsurou would be sooo into it,” Kenma pulled out his fingers and shimmed downward, wanting to get more of Keiji’s lean body and the cock that was constricted in his panties.

“You think Koutarou would like it?” The featherlight touch of Kenma’s fingers making their way down his stomach had him shivering. Golden eyes looked from the phone to Keiji’s face as he palmed Keiji’s erection.

“Maybe, I dunno, Tetsu likes showing me off,” Kenma gives his cock a few more light squeezes, causing Keiji to rock up into it for more . A lone finger hooks into the waistband and allows for his cock head to peek out, seeing how focused Kenma is just makes his whole dick twitch.

Koutarou would see these... he would see Keiji in real lingerie for the first time.

“Do me.”

Keiji takes the phone and gets a lovely shot of Kenma sitting on top of him, looking like the angel he very much isn’t. His robe matches Keiji’s as well, Kenma takes his sweet time opening it up to reveal the babydoll underneath and the panties hugging his hips.

“You say I’m the pretty one when you’re so fuckable right now, Kenma. Hold that up for me,” Keiji said as Kenma held it above his chest and Keiji rested a flat palm on his stomach.

“Big...”

“Tetsurou’s gonna fucking lose his mind at that one,” Keiji his hand travels higher, fingers circling around Kenma’s neck and feeling the lace choker there. Another picture to compare just how small Kenma is. Tiny.

“Tetsurou’s little girlfriend,” Keiji remarked,, he saw the pink blush rise on Kenma’s cheeks and that complimented the lipstick stain too well, “get on your stomach, ass up.”

“Keiji giving orders, rare,” Kenma snickered as he crawled off of Keiji and got into the requested position, “you going to use that big cock tonight?”

“If it annoys that pain in the ass, maybe,” Keiji sat up on his knees and pulled his cock out from his panties, the lace resting just below his balls. He knew he was big and long and from past encounters, guys wanted to be fucked by him.

He preferred when Koutarou did all the work though...

Kenma looked back over his shoulder as Keiji’s cock slid between his cheeks, the only thing separating them was the tiny string. The blond had the most doe eyed expression that Keiji quickly captured, he then focused the camera on how perfectly his cock sat on Kenma’s ass.

“I think we’re good.”

Kenma was giddy, soon back in Keiji’s lap as they skimmed through the pictures and decided on which ones to send. They had no idea what their boyfriends were doing, but they were intending on bombing them with lewds and ignoring them.

Right after hitting send, Kenma tossed his phone elsewhere and those pouty, doll lips were on Keiji. They fell back on the pillows and Keiji was quick to flip their position, getting Kenma underneath him and rocking his cock against him.

“I think I’ll always be into you on some level, Keiji,” Kenma wrapped his arms around Keiji’s shoulders, “it’s fun doing this with you.”

“True, it’s nice being so... comfy with someone,” Keiji admitted as Kenma giggled and Keiji had to kiss that away. Neither seemed to be in much of a rush as Keiji’s thrusts were languid and they were more interested in making out.

They did kiss quite often... usually with their boyfriends staring like perverts. Having a little alone time was appreciated, especially with Kenma taking the night off streaming and wanting to spend it all with Keiji.

“Mmm... need you to touch...” Kenma whined, “I’m close.”

“Touch you where?”

“You know where,” Kenma huffed, but that damned smirk was on Keiji’s lips.

“Is Tetsurou’s girl begging me to make her come?”

“... Keiji,” hands shot up to cover Kenma’s reddening face, “what the fuck?”

“Ohhh, you liked that,” Keiji teased, his fingers descending to tug on Kenma’s cock, “bet Tetsurou would love to watch me fuck your pretty cunt with my cock, make you scream my name while he’s stuck watching.”

“Fuck,” Kenma bit on his lower lip as he fucked up into Keiji’s fist, “don’t be a fucking cocktease.”

“He’ll be here soon to fill you right on up,” Keiji kissed his way down the column of Kenma’s neck to suck on a nipple, “probably aching for it, huh?”

Kenma moaned as those lips latched onto his nipple and Keiji stroked his cock faster. He was wanting to be stuffed by Koutarou too, needing to feel those possessive and rough hands manhandling his body. Just thinking about it had him on the verge too, he could impale himself on Kenma’s cock right now... take what he wanted.

There were sounds of the front door opening and excitement zipped through the two, so much that Kenma was coming in Keiji’s hand once the bedroom door opened. Their boyfriends looked as if they’d run all the way here from wherever they were.

“Dont,” Keiji said as they began towards the bed, Kenma tilted his head in mild confusion, but then Keiji went to rid Kenma of his panties.

“You’re going to watch me fuck Kenma, then you can do whatever you want.”

Tetsurou and Koutarou were both speechless and Kenma was just happy to get a dick in him. He snatched the lube from the dresser and squeezed it onto his fingers, all too aware of the audience that was on him.

“You know how to use your cock, Kei?” Tetsurou asked as Keiji went to push his two fingers inside of Kenma.

“I know how to fluster your girlfriend and make her want it, yeah,” Keiji casually replied as Tetsurou let out a curse, “no point in denying the princess.”

“Fuckin’ hell,” Koutarou whistled and didn’t hesitate to unzip his jeans, “I know you can fuck him good baby, just do it like I taught you.”

“Yes, all those lessons are coming in handy,” Keiji’s sweet smile at Koutarou had him grinning.

Kenma was whining and squirming for more within minutes, Keiji was right in assuming that Kenma wouldn’t need too much preparation. The robe hung off of his shoulders as he hooked one of Kenma’s legs over it and got him onto his side, giving their boyfriends the perfect view of his cock sliding in.

Oh goodness, it’s been awhile...

“Need help, Keiji?~ All you have to do is fuck into him,” Tetsurou waltzed up to the bed as Keiji glared back at him, “try not to nut in the first ten seconds, I know how amazing my girl feels.”

There was a hand in Keiji’s hair, fucking petting him as he did roll his hips inside of Kenma, the older one was enjoying it from the sweet sounds leaving his lips.

“That’s it, I know it’s hard, but you’re fucking him so well,” the condesencion dripping from Tetsurou’s tone should have put him off, but it only made Keiji hornier, “and you both look sexy as fuck in your cute outfits.”

Koutarou was taking a backseat for once, just watching as he stroked his cock and Tetsurou praised or teased Keiji through this.

“Good boy, putting on a real show for us,” Tetsurou tugged on Keiji’s hair and took him in a deep kiss, his tongue was quick to fuck into his open mouth. Keiji gripped Kenma’s thigh as he fucked into him harder, the praise was going straight to his aroused brain and throbbing cock.

“Tell me how much you like her pussy, sweetheart,” Tetsurou broke the kiss, hand still firm in his hair.

“I love it, Kenma feels so fucking good, so tight, I could fuck her forever.”

“Right? Turns a cock whore like you into a top, temporarily anyway,” Tetsurou snickered, “do me a favor ‘n come inside of my baby girl, she loves it. I’m sure Koutarou will be driven wild too.”

God yes, big owlish eyes were honed on them, he could be good for his man. His daddy. Tetsurou stole another kiss from him, his hand going to pluck his sensitive nipples and getting Keiji whining right against him.

“Can you be good for daddy? Come for him, Keiji,” Tetsurou’s words were too much , his thrusts grew sloppy as his climax crashed through him and Kenma’s hole was messy with his semen now. Tetsurou patted him on the cheek before going to scoop his boyfriend up and taking him to the other bedroom... that belonged to Koutarou and Keiji.

But Keiji wasn’t going to say anything, not when his boyfriend tackled him into the bed.

CATS GO HOOT chat

Kuroo: y’all want some gossip

Bokuto: YES PLEASE IM SO BOREDI N CLASS

Kenma: why do u even ask ofc we want it

Kuroo: consent is important baby

This didn’t seem to matter when you inserted yourself into my lap and drank all my tea: Me

Kuroo: u were in my spot on the couch and quite frankly very comfortable. I will be doing it again.

ANYWAY.... Koushi said that Tooru said that Motoya said that he saw Atsumu doing the walk of shame as he came out of Kiyoomi’s apt.

Bokuto: oh my god OH MY GOD THEY’RE FUCKING???/

DO U THINK OMIOMI WILL BE ON MSBY

I NEED TO ASK

Kenma: ... fuck me I lost my bet with suna

Kuroo: LMAO who did u bet on??

Kenma: shouyou

Kuroo: ohhh fair

Sakusa and Atsumu... odd pair.: Me

I’m going to ask if the sex was any good.

Kenma: well if atsumu is anything like osamu in bed

Probably

Kuroo: at what point did u sleep with osamu

Kenma: suna talks about their sex life nonstop

Atsumu is more my type anyway

Bokuto: hehe omi is so cute he just blocked me LOL

Can u blame a MAN for being curious!!!!!!

Kenma’s friendship with Koutarou was a curious thing.

They went from barely speaking outside of their group chat to hanging out together, like alone and without their boyfriends. Kenma would’ve never thought in a million years he’d call someone like Koutarou his friend, especially with the pile of assumptions he’d built up about him in high school.

But Koutarou turned out to be different, vastly different and more emotionally intelligent than Kenma gave him credit for. He was ridiculously easy to approach and talk to as well, making harder or complicated subjects feel less difficult to handle.

It was a little weird to call Koutarou one of his closest friends, but it kinda just happened and there was no avoiding it when they all moved in together. Sure they had some clashes given their opposite personalities and extreme introvert versus hyperactive extrovert, however they made it work.

It helped that Koutarou was like an affectionate puppy whenever he saw Kenma on campus, always bounding over to him and scooping him up to hug. Kenma found himself anticipating when they’d be alone so they could kiss and get lost in doing a little more as Koutarou’s hands wandered.

And Keiji was definitely spot on about the sex with Koutarou being incredible and rather intense at times. Much like his past hookups though, Kenma viewed it in a fun light since they were close friends and it just felt better when he shared a bond with Koutarou.

That was one, prominent thing that was on his mind as he waited in the train station with Tetsurou on his left and Koutarou to his right. Keiji was out with a study group and the trio were returning home from shopping, Koutarou having been insistent on buying nearly everything.

Kenma never rejected it even if Tetsurou went on about how they shouldn’t take Koutarou’s money like that. If Koutarou wanted to throw down stacks of yen, who was Kenma to deny it? He did plan on paying Koutarou back for the streaming set up, but anything else? That was a gift.

Kenma didn’t like the look of the station as several people were standing around and waiting, that meant the train would be full and ugh . Maybe this was a bad time to wear a skirt, although this one was knee length, perverts would find a fucking way to get their rocks off.

But he had his boyfriend and best friend with him... they would protect him.

The train came and Tetsurou took Kenma’s hand as they boarded, Koutarou was close behind with them. Finding a car that wasn’t bursting with people was bothersome and his small size came in handy as Tetsurou took him by the waist and set him by the window to stand by.

Not a whole lot of space here, but having Tetsurou and Koutarou essentially blocking any access to him was lovely and... sexy, very sexy. Kenma has definitely watched porn about this and had a few scant thoughts in the many times he’d ridden a train, but Tetsurou would never.

Koutarou on the other hand... Kenma’s heard enough stories on all the places he’d fucked girls and women. Tetsurou likes talking where Koutarou he would, he very much would pin Kenma to the wall and fuck him right here.

Their golden eyes met and Kenma did always like the innocence that rested on Koutarou’s default expression, just a cute airhead. They still had some time before their stop and Kenma mentally said fuck it , before going to pull his skirt up just enough for Koutarou to get immediately interested and flash his stripped panties at him.

Like a puppy locked onto something shiny and chewy, Koutarou was eager . Kenma just turned out to face the window and put his earbuds in, pretending as if he’d done nothing. It took three seconds flat for Kenma to feel large hands on his ass and the listen to the whisper of Tetsurou.

“What are you doing?”

“Quickie.”

“On the train ?”

“You see how cute she is? Asking for it.”

There was a beat of silence as Koutarou resumed his groping, making Kenma wish he wore a shorter skirt anyway, but he was feeling a little shy.

“Come on bro, I won’t get caught and not like she’ll say anything, look,” Koutarou proved his point as he hiked up Kenma’s skirt, the cool air on his exposed thighs, “no way I can resist that tight ass.”

“... don’t be obvious about it. Make sure that bitch stays quiet too.”

Fuck, that went to his cock.

Kenma was pushed closer to the window as he felt Koutarou’s body behind him, his cock was palmed and he had to bite down his moan.

“Already hard for it, huh? I’d love to take my time on you, but we have to make this quick,” Koutarou whispered into his ear, “can you be a good girl and stay quiet for me?”

Kenma just nodded as he felt that same hand squeeze his little bulge, then his panties being pulled down just above his knees. They were packed into this train with salary people, students, others leaving the mall and whoever else, if someone looked a little too closely they’d see when Koutarou slipped his fingers in his hole.

It’s probably the fastest Kenma’s ever been opened up, Koutarou’s thick fingers were rushed with their movements and there was a firm hand on his back keeping his chest on the window.

“Don’t say a fucking thing, don’t even think about yelling or I’ll snap your neck,” Koutarou’s deep voice was in his ear as the head of his cock brushed against his rim, “got it?”

Kenma nodded again, oh my god who was this Koutarou? He bit on his cheek as Koutarou’s cock penetrated him, spit was not the greatest replacement for lube, but Kenma delighted in the burn. Koutarou was big and girthy and Kenma almost thought his cock wasn’t going to fit inside of him, not without being properly stretched out.

That just made Koutarou take him by the small hip and drive his cock in down the base, making Kenma’s ass swallow him. If they were at home, Kenma would’ve screamed, but he had to keep a lid on it, stay quiet as Koutaro used him like a toy.

“How does she feel?” Tetsurou’s whispered voice.

“Like heaven bro, she’s clinging around me...” Koutarou’s thrusts were short and fast, hoping that his movements weren’t too obvious if anyone happened to gaze in their direction. He was only chasing his pleasure and that was enough for Kenma, to be the one that Koutarou chose to be a pervert with and fuck on this train.

His dirty fantasy was reality, Koutarou was shameless.

Kenma wished so badly it could’ve gone longer, but Koutarou pulled out to jerk his cock and the sticky white warmth landed on Kenma’s ass and thighs. Kenma’s panties were back on, his skirt was down, and he saw the fucking smiles on Tetsurou and Koutarou’s faces as they pulled that shit off.

They were hightailing it off the train once their stop came and Tetsurou could barely wait until they were home. Actually, he couldn’t, he just yanked Kenma into an alleyway and behind some commercial building as Koutarou was the one standing watch now.

“You are such a fucking slut,” Tetsurou growled as he picked Kenma up by the backs of his thighs and pressed him on the wall, “you had to get your fill of cock right infront of me, huh?”

Kenma wasn’t allowed to respond as Tetsurou took his lips in a demanding kiss, “I’m gonna fuck you right here in this filthy fucking ally just like you deserve.”

“Please.” It’s all Kenma could say when Tetsurou let go of one of his legs to loosen his jeans and got his cock out. Kenma was thankful for the skirt, making it easy for Tetsurou just to push his panties aside and fuck right into the space that Koutarou was just in.

He could be a little louder here, the sounds of cars passing drowned out his soft moans and no one else, but Koutarou was here anyway. His gaze flickered from the street to his friends fucking against the wall, poor owl was going to walk home with a boner.

Kenma’s nails dug into Tetsurou’s shoulders as they kissed and he just took everything Tetsurou gave him, his cock made him so full . He always got it harder when Koutarou had first dibs too, maybe it was a possessive thing or Tetsurou was hornier after seeing his kitten get rocked.

It was all so much yet...

“I love you so much Tetsurou,” Kenma kissed on his cheeks and neck, “god, I love you.”

“Love you too, sweet thing,” Tetsurou snapped his hips harder for that one, “spontaneous, cock loving, little fucking brat.”

Kenma could only laugh as Tetsurou was getting closer, his thrusts becoming erratic, but he carefully let go of Kenma’s legs and his feet hit the asphalt.

“Lift it up and bring your thighs together.”

Kenma pulled his skirt up for Tetsurou to stroke himself to completion and aimed for his thighs, like Koutarou did for the backs of them. Covered in the cum of his boyfriend and best friend...

“You can walk home like that,” Tetsurou grinned, knowing that Kenma was still hard... and now messier. But he wouldn’t leave his little lover in that state for too long.

From Tetsu 💕 [14:29]

Study with me pls

To Tetsu 💕 [14:29]

Why

From Tetsu 💕 [14:30]

Because you need to pass your classes <3

And I miss you when I’m all alone in the library

With my laptop

And sad music

And gazing out the window wishing my baby would come here

WHERE IS MY CUTE BOYFRIEND

To Tetsu 💕 [14:31]

I won’t stream tonight so just.

We’ll do it then

Late night study date

From Tetsu 💕 [14:31]

♪(^∇^*)

My love my sweet my kitten my baby

To Tetsu 💕 [14:32]

Can I cock warm you at least?

I need some excitement.

From Tetsu 💕 [14:32]

Fgjdfgkdkx

Well.........

I’m not a man to turn down pussy.......

To Tetsu 💕 [14:32]

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Or his cute and horny girlfriend

From Tetsu 💕 [14:33]

God you’re adorable when you pout

I love you

To Tetsu 💕 [14:33]

Love you too <3

Kenma has a thing for watching, voyeurism you could say. It didn’t quite click with him until the like, third time he watched Tetsurou and Koutarou making out that he may have enjoyed watching more than participating at times.

It never bothered him much to be left out as long as he got the details if he wasn’t present, but otherwise he was just really into seeing them all over each other. Keiji being bent over the couch by Tetsurou, Koutarou eating out Keiji’s ass, Tetsurou being pinned down and fucked without mercy by Koutarou’s huge cock.

Yeah... Kenma loved it.

On the subject of kinks, Tetsurou wanted to try something new when everyone had a free night and that proved to be just a tiny bit hard given their various schedules. However Keiji was the one who managed to find an evening where nothing was going on and Kenma could push his stream back by a few hours depending on how this went.

They’d done light bondage thus far, a school tie or an underwear gag here and there, but nothing serious that required safe words or checking in. Tetsurou wasn’t looking to dive straight into the deep end, but he did want to know what it was like to be bound and played with.

Kenma looked up the bondage gear and toys, Keiji did an extraordinary amount of research, and Koutarou was just happy to go along with anything. Keiji insisted on keeping the scene light and Tetsurou was swooning over Keiji caring about his safety, yes that got an eye roll from him.

Meanwhile Kenma plopped himself on the bed and watched as a very naked Tetsurou had a collar put around his neck first by Koutarou, followed by his wrists being bound behind his back. A silver chain connected the collar to the leather cuffs and seeing this on Tetsurou once Koutarou stepped away had Kenma’s cock stirring, he looked downright edible when he was restrained.

Next were the cuffs around his ankles and Keiji not so gently pushing him down onto his knees so the larger thigh restraints could be connected as well. He couldn’t walk, he couldn’t move his arms, and his cock was steadily filling without having been touched.

“How’re you feeling?” Keiji asked from behind him and Tetsurou answered with a resounding great, he wanted more. Keiji looked to Kenma and asked him to pick a vibrator that was laid out on the bed.

Between them, they did have a nice collection of sex toys, although Kenma’s probably made up most of it because he loved trying new toys and Tetsurou loved finding new ways to pleasure him. He went with a purple vibrator that was just as big as Koutarou, if not a little thicker and handed it off, along with the bottle of lube.

“You’ve been very mouthy during all of this,” Koutarou approached Tetsurou and it was the gleaming in his eyes that had Kenma squeezing his thighs together, “I’ve thought of a much better use for it.”

Now Tetsurou had nothing to say, choosing to stay rather tight lipped with a challenge in his hazel eyes. Koutarou kicked off his boxers, leaving himself naked as well and Kenma’s eyes roaming over the athlete’s bare body.

His huge tits, those strong arms, his toned abs that Kenma wants to lick right at this moment and those monster thighs , my god. It’ll never get tiring, he loves watching Koutarou play on the court and knowing just wants under his volleyball uniform, a body sculpted by the gods themselves.

“Keiji, wanna help me out?”

Tetsurou barely had the time to react as Keiji ever so calmly pushed his fingers into his ass and Tetsurou was gasping from surprise, allowing Koutarou to ram his cock right in. And that strong arm kept Tetsurou’s head in place as his loud mouth was fucked and Keiji stretched his hole open for the toy.

“Don’t even think about coming or else I won’t let you touch your little girlfriend for a week,” Koutarou taunted, he was ruthless about fucking his cock deeper and down Tetsurou’s throat, “you’ve have to watch every single time I fuck her.”

That is what had Kenma reaching into his shorts, tending to his hard cock. Koutarou being dominant over his boyfriend, Koutarou and his dirty mouth in comparison to his usual, sunshine attitude. Tetsurou’s moans were muffled, he was already a mess with drool running down his chin and tears springing at the corners of his eyes, but Kenma could tell he was loving every second of it.

Keiji replaced his fingers with the vibrator and Kenma had to search for a brief moment to find the small remote. Once he did, he cranked it up to the highest setting to make Tetsurou scream and wriggle in place, Keiji kept him upright.

Kenma lowered the vibrations afterwards and leisurely jerked his cock as his two best friends had their way with his boyfriend. Koutarou intending on fucking his way into Tetsurou’s stomach through his throat and Keiji having his own fun playing with Tetsurou’s nipples and kissing all over him.

“This would be the only way to make you behave,” Keiji remarked, “getting taken from both sides, what a whore.”

“It’s all he’s good for, sucking on daddy’s cock,” Koutarou dragged his wet cock out and rubbed it on Tetsurou’s cheek, “you love my cock, don’t you?”

“I- ah ,” Tetsurou yelped when the vibrator speed kicked up again and Keiji pulled it by the base to fuck the toy into him. Tetsurou could barely speak with the rapid assault on his prostate and Keiji was clearly enjoying him, getting to torture Tetsurou in such a way.

“I didn’t hear ya, speak properly,” Koutarou yanked Tetsurou’s head up by his hair and shoved his cock back between his lips, “do you love my cock? Do you like your throat being fucked by me?”

“Maybe if I touch him here, it’ll give us an answer...” Keiji ran a lone finger up Tetsurou’s shaft, it’d been dripping with pre. Tetsurou attempted to back away, but Keiji just curled long, slender fingers around his cock and pumped him.

“He’s so wet, daddy, I don’t think his body is lying to us.”

“Mmm good, a sluts body is always honest about what it wants,” Koutarou groaned as he closed his eyes, then slammed his hips against Tetsurou’s mouth, “swallow it, Tets.”

Keiji let go and Tetsurou’s hips rocked up into the air seeking any friction, but he hadn’t orgasmed like a good boy.

“Almost got me, Kei...” Tetsurou’s smile was dopey, he looked like a fucked up mess.

“I’m finding that teasing you is very fun.”

“Oh, now you’re noticing?!”

So yes, Kenma enjoyed watching. He envied Tetsurou only a little bit when he was sandwiched between the two and taking both of their cocks. But the sight of his boyfriend being stretched wider than he ever had and being fucked by them ?

That’d be burned into his brain forever.

To Tetsu 💕 [23:04]

Are u sleep

From Tetsu 💕 [23:04]

I’m on my way yes

To Tetsu 💕 [23:05]

No gn kisses?

From Tetsu 💕 [23:05]

You were very in the zone and I didn’t wanna interrupt

To Tetsu 💕 [23:05]

>:(

Coming in rn for my revenge kisses

From Tetsu 💕 [23:06]

Revenge FOR WHAT??????

Kenma distinctly remembers the first time he got recognized in public, it was around the 250,000 subscriber mark and he was walking to one of his classes. A simple ‘Are you Kodzuken?’ and a nervous yes in response, followed by how much that girl loved his channel and she hurried off to her class.

Kenma texted their group chat right after that and of course they all claimed he was famous now, dorks. It’s happened a few more times since then, usually random students on campus who’ve seen him and it’s a very short interaction that Kenma can handle for now.

He was holed up in the corner of the cafe with his boyfriend, who was studying while Kenma edited his last stream to shorten it down to the funnier clips. The process of editing could take hours, but he liked being hyper focused and momentarily forgetting everything else that would bother him.

Including his surroundings in all honesty, he jumped just a little when Tetsurou’s lips met his cheek and there was a large hand caressing his thigh. He glanced over for Tetsurou to plant a soft kiss on his lips and chased his lips for one, two... three more light kisses that had Tetsurou smiling.

“You wanna stay another hour? I’m so in the study groove.”

“Nerd.”

“Mean,” Tetsurou kissed his nose and gently squeezed his thigh, “I gotta piss, I’ll get you somethin’ else to eat too.”

Kenma just hummed in response as his boyfriend left for the restroom and Kenma checked the time to see that they’d been here for two hours already. The guys at the register didn’t seem to care since Tetsurou kept buying food and they weren’t obnoxiously loud.

Kenma let out a small yawn as he gauged that he was probably almost done with this video, he’d put it in his backlog and had one to post tomorrow. Ideally he’d keep up a buffer of some sort for his youtube channel while focusing on streaming and that was working so far.

Figuring out the game behind running his channels and social media was definitely a task for someone who only wanted to play games and not bother with marketing himself. He had to put in real effort if he wanted to make a living, consistently putting out content and maintaining a schedule was something he needed to stick to for the sake of the algorithm and fan interest.

Social media on the other hand... ugh .

“Excuse me, are you Kodzuken?”

Kenma glanced up from his laptop to see an older man, probably could’ve passed for one of his professors, “... yeah.”

“Oh, my daughter loves you, I was wondering if we could get a selfie together? She would be so jealous!”

Kenma didn’t mind (much) when past fans asked, but there was an unsettling feeling in his gut from this person... just the way he was looking at Kenma too.

“Sorry, I’m busy right now, but um... I can give you my autograph?”

“No, no it has to be a selfie, come on it’ll take just a minute,” the man said as he went to move the chair Tetsurou was sitting in out of the way, “just stand up for me and-”

“Fuck are you doing?” both of them were very much made aware of his boyfriend’s presence and relief washed over Kenma, “is he bothering you, Kenma?”

“He wanted a selfie, but I told him no...”

“It’s for my daughter!” The man stammered as Tetsurou wasn’t shy to grab his bicep and pulled him away from their table.

“I don’t give a fuck who it’s for, he said no. Go be a fucking creeper somewhere else,” Tetsurou glared down at him, standing straight at his full height. The man scurried off as other patrons pretended not to be watching the almost altercation.

“Are you okay? He didn’t touch you, did he? I might have to go after him then,” Tetsurou’s warm, comforting hands were on Kenma’s cheeks and Kenma’s little gay heart was fluttering from seeing his boyfriend be protective.

“It’s okay, just some random weirdo I guess...”

“Asshole,” Tetsurou murmured before pulling his chair back into place, “his daughter probably hates him.”

Kenma leaned over to press a kiss on his cheek, “thank you, that was very brave and sexy of you.”

“Oya?” There was that signature smirk, “do I get a reward for saving you from that weirdo?”

“After our additional study hour, sure.”

“God, I love studying!”

The hour passed by in a breeze knowing that they were both anticipating what they’d do the moment they were alone. They were going to fuck anyway, but seeing Tetsurou act protective over him had Kenma in a damn tizzy.

It’s rare to see him be actually riled up, like in a serious manner that has Kenma wondering if he’ll throw a punch or two. He’s always the mediator or attempting to de-escalate things if a conversation gets too heated. In this case, he was ready to get this man away from Kenma and the younger one wanted to scream about it.

Not yet though, first they needed to leave the cafe, walk back to their apartment, and say very quick greetings to their roommates before locking themselves in their bedroom. Tetsurou and Kenma were both feral for each other and their clothing was practically torn off as they were desperate to get naked and fucking.

“Damn, that seriously got you going, baby?” Tetsurou teased as he found himself pushed on the pillows and Kenma on top of him, “gonna suck my cock like a good girl?”

“You wanted a reward.” Kenma had been thinking about it since the moment Tetsurou confronted him, eager to get down on his knees and pleasing his man. Tetsurou clearly wasn’t going to complain as he carded his fingers through dark roots and encouraged Kenma by pushing his cock against pink lips.

Kenma still couldn’t deepthroat Tetsurou and god knows Koutarou wasn’t even in the equation, but he’d been getting much better with blowjobs thanks to Keiji’s help. He used his tongue to lick along the sensitive underside and both of his hands to work the base of his shaft.

Tetsurou adored seeing how hard Kenma tried in the face of his big cock, how he did love the heavy weight sitting on his tongue and sucking down what he could. His mouth was just so cute and tiny, it still felt fucking amazing servicing his cock.

“Bring your ass over here, love,” Tetsurou yoinked the half empty bottle of lube as Kenma scooted onto his side, “I wanna come inside of it, so have your fun sucking my cock, but relax okay?”

“Yes daddy~”

“Good boy,” Tetsurou smirked, lubing up a couple fingers before slipping them between Kenma’s legs. Kenma really did love when a cock was stuffing his mouth, especially when Tetsurou was busy and Kenma sat on his knees to cock warm him.

He kissed, licked, and sucked on what he could, motivated by earlier events replaying in his head and now the fingers in his ass, Tetsurou was always good to him. Even when they weren’t officially dating, Tetsurou still put him first before anyone else he messed with... there were endless little actions that proved Tetsurou’s love.

“Alright you little slut,” Kenma was pulled off by his hair and still tried to lick Tetsurou’s cock, “ride me.”

Kenma shifted himself onto his knees, then swung a leg over Tetsurou and hovered over his cock. He reached behind him to hold it steady as he sank his ass down onto it, the fullness would never get old, and it’s all Tetsurou .

“You’re extra cute today, kitten,” Tetsurou held onto Kenma’s hips as he guided up and down his cock, “you’re always fucking cute, but there’s a glow about you.”

“I’m not...” Kenma sighed as he took Tetsurou’s shoulders and bounced, who allowed Tetsurou to be this huge? To leave Kenma’s small self stuffed with only cock?

“Are so,” Tetsurou bucked up to meet Kenma’s rolling hips, “you get that horny from me being your bodyguard?”

“Are not ,” Kenma whined, he should kiss Tetsurou to shut him up, but he wanted to hear his voice too. Wanted to be teased more.

“Are so~” Tetsurou gripped on Kenma’s ass cheeks and roughly fucked up into him, “bet you would’ve let me bend you over right there, show that old fuck who owns your body.”

“Yeah...” Kenma held tightly onto his shoulders, as if he’d be bounced right off of his cock, but Tetsurou would never let him go, “I’m all yours, only yours.”

“Mine, my sweet baby,” Tetsurou initiated the kiss and Kenma was the one with the dominating edge, needing to claim Tetsurou’s mouth for himself. His chest was swelling with an abundance of affection and love for his boyfriend, he was so deep .

Kenma sucked on his tongue as Tetsurou pounded up into him, Kenma hoped his hands would leave a bruise on his ass from how harshly they were gripping it.

“Give me a baby, I wanna have your baby, Tetsurou.”

The unhinged growl that rumbled from Tetsurou’s chest, how Kenma was just here to take the hard fucking from his man. The mattress was soft on his back as their position was flipped and Tetsurou pushed his knees onto his chest, fully intending on fucking him with no mercy.

“I’ll get you knocked up alright, make sure every fucker knows that they can’t have my kitten. That I’ve bred your tight pussy.” The headboard hit the wall with every harsh and quick thrust, Kenma was reduced to moaning and crying from the intensity. Tetsurou had him nearly bent in half as his cock pisitoned into his hole, if only, if only it were possible for Kenma to get impregnated.

“Come on my cock, princess, you can do that for me.”

It was an order that had Kenma seeing stars within moments, his release spurting all over his tiny tits, his chin, his cheeks. Tetsurou was still fucking into him at the same rapid pace, determination in his feral eyes as he was fixated on one thing, his Kenma .

Kenma heard his name as Tetsurou moaned it from above him, his cock pulsing against his warm walls. Oh, he was tired...

Tetsurou took care of him as usual, although he went to plug Kenma up with a toy before cleaning him up. He had snuggled his kitten under the sheets.

“I love you,” Kenma murmured nuzzling his face on Tetsurou’s chest, “my permanent player number two.”

“... are you proposing to me?”

Kenma chose not to say anything as Tetsurou held him tighter, their own little save state.

CATS GO HOOT chat

Bokuto: ice skating date!!!!!

Kuroo: u know i cant skate

Bokuto: and u know I give GREAT lessons

Kuroo: hmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Akaashi: we both suck at skating

We can.... Rely on each other...

Kuroo: oh baby say that again

I’m down: Me

Bokuto: YAYYYYYYYYYY

Are you gonna vlog about it!!

Need content from tetsu and keiji falling on their asses: Me

Kuroo: EXCUSE ME U CANT SKATE EITHER

Yes I can: Me

Kou taught me

Bokuto: seeeee!!! I’m a good sensei!

Kuroo: when??

Akaashi: ??????

Bokuto: between me and the kitty <3

My lips are sealed: Me

Kuroo: keiji they’re working against us...

Boyfriend. Girlfriend. Partner.

There’s no chance in hell Tetsurou’s family would accept him dating Kenma either way, but it did make him question something. He excitedly encouraged Kenma to dress and act however he pleased, regardless of whatever society wanted to mold his gender as.

But it’s a question that Tetsurou was genuinely curious about and he was always telling everyone else to communicate, so he couldn’t be a hypocrite. So clearly an hour before they were due to leave for the midnight release of a movie was the best time to ask, mainly because a good amount of their friends would be there.

“Kenmaaaa.”

His small boyfriend was in the bathroom, finishing up his makeup and Tetsurou caged him from behind with a kiss to his hair, “what pronouns do you want me to call you while we’re out?”

“Uh...” Kenma didn’t seem to expect that question as he blinked back at Tetsurou’s reflection, “... he/him is fine...”

“Okay~” another kiss to his hair before he goes to leave, but he feels a tug on the back of his shirt.

“Any are fine when we’re in private... but I haven’t really thought about it around everyone else so...” Kenma’s voice was soft and from a peek at the mirror, he was staring down at the linoleum floor, “... yeah.”

“Alright, love,” Tetsurou turned to cup Kenma’s jaw and bent to give him a soft kiss, “I just wanted to make sure since you love being called my girlfriend and all.”

“Shut up,” Kenma’s flush cheeks puffed up, “... it’s fine if it’s you, anything is okay... I guess, I don’t know. You make it feel... okay, normal.”

They shared another kiss, lingering this time as Tetsurou held his love by the hips, “I only ever want you to feel comfy around me and be yourself.”

“Mmm...” Kenma sniffled, then went to push their boyfriend out of the bathroom, “I need to finish.”

“Fiiine, get pretty for me, doll!”

...

It’s a guarantee that whenever MSBY has a game in Tokyo, Koutarou will drop by their home at some point. This time he’s brought his husband along and despite the... year (?) it’s been since they’ve last all been together, it’s terribly easy to fall back into each other.

The couple won’t be staying long, they have to leave first thing in the morning because work never ends for Keiji, but they won’t stop the alcohol from flowing and going on about the good ‘ol days . Tetsurou loves every moment of it, there isn’t another group of people on this planet that he feels more at ease with and he’s extremely excited for their vacation together over the summer.

Kenma’s snuggled up in his lap while Keiji is occupying Koutarou’s, Tetsurou is busy searching through his phone trying to find an old picture from high school. Koutarou is high from their victory over EJP and he’s a fuckin’ chatterbox, but it’s all so positive and bright.

“Oh fuck,” Tetsurou murmurs, his hand gripping Kenma’s waist, “I thought I deleted this one.”

“Oya? What is it?” Koutarou in his drunken state attempts to see, but Keiji is seated right on him like a cat.

Kenma peeks over at his phone, their pink lips forming a cute ‘o’, “it’s the time I sucked Tetsurou off on the bus.”

“Now I need to see it!”

“Down boy,” Keiji giggles, “Tetsurou you pervert!”

“I didn’t mean to keep it!” Tetsurou snickers, “I must’ve overlooked it in the purge, but damn... Kenma’s so adorable.”

“Calling the police,” Keiji says as Kenma laughs and Tetsurou swears he’s getting rid of it now.

“We were so dumb then,” Kenma takes a swig of her beer can as Tetsurou idly strokes their side.

“And horny, super fucking horny,” Koutarou loudly declares.

“Thanks for announcing your boner status, bro.”

“You’re welcome, bro,” Koutarou beams right back at Tetsurou, “it was soooo much fun though, I kinda miss being roommates.”

“And they were roommates, again,” Kenma giggled, “I certainly miss Kou being my sugar daddy.”

“Now you’re Tetsu’s sugar daddy,” Keiji chimes in.

“We’re both sugar babies, okay?” Tetsurou says as Koutarou looks so proud of that statement, “your rich husband, my rich wife...”

“You love it,” Kenma planted a wet kiss on his cheek, “I fund all your volleyball wet dreams and you give me cock.”

“That I do, my sweet angel kitten~”

Years have passed, but their friendships remain the same... mostly. Friends who fuck together, stay together.

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i'm so incredibly normal about bokuakakuroken you have no fucking idea.
the backstory on this... i read a few 40k one shots and wanted to do that too lol. i was also stuck plotting two krkn fics and decided instead of frustrating myself to no end, i'll write a comfort fic filled with sex lmaooooo. this is what happens when ash follows her impulsive thoughts!!!
thank you so much for reading this long chonky boy!! every comment / kudos / bookmark / hit is extremely appreciated 💜
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