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Tendou is obsessed. Obsessed with Ushijima’s chest, that is. They are walking to practice after class and all Tendou can focus on is his friend’s massive pecs. The way they look under his shirt. The way they bounce ever so slightly when he walks. Tendou can’t get enough of them. He wonders what it would be like to run his hands over them. Squish and squeeze them. Suck them...
“Tendou?” Ushijima speaks, snapping Tendou out of his daydream. He realizes he has stopped walking.
“My bad Wakatoshi-kun, I got distracted.” Tendou runs to catch up to Ushijima, and the two begin walking once again. “You know, Wakatoshi-kun, your pecs are really huge.” Tendou smirks, eyes flicking towards Ushijima’s chest.
“Uh, thanks...” Ushijima responds, not quite sure how to take the comment. Tendou says nothing more, so they continue their walk to practice
-at practice-
During stretches, Ushijima can feel Tendou’s eyes on him. He doesn’t understand why, though. Of course, Tendou is staring at Ushijima’s chest. He can’t look away when he can see it clearly outlined under his chest. His nipples: slightly visible. He thinks about what it would be like to pinch and squeeze them until Ushijima squirms and moans and begs for more... His cock twitches in his pants. Uh oh. He’d better stop thinking about that before he gets a boner mid practice. He looks down at the floor and attempts to focus on stretching, though his gaze does drift towards Ushijima once more.
During drills, Tendou won’t stop commenting on Ushijima’s chest. Saying things like, “It’s a wonder how you can jump and spike the ball without your huge chest dragging you down!” and “Your chest is so distracting Ushiwaka, I can’t focus!” Ushijima tries his best to ignore Tendou, his friend does like to tease him, so maybe this is just another one of his games.
ꕥ
Tendou endures the torture of seeing Ushijima all sweaty with his chest visible through his sweat-soaked shirt without getting for the whole practice (though he did imagine Ushijima all sweaty under him and almost got hard, but that doesn’t count). He feels all pent up and horny and honestly can’t control himself much longer.
Tendou approaches Ushijima. “Stay behind with me. I want to... test something,” he whispers to Ushijima, smirking. Ushijima pauses, thinking. He decides to stay behind him, Tendou is his friend after all, he’ll see what he wants to “test.”
“What will we tell Coach Washijou?” Ushijima questions. Tendou grins.
“We tell him that we want to stay behind to practice more. But you have to go ask him. He’ll only agree if it’s you,” Tendou says.
“...Okay,” Ushijima finally agrees. He walks up to Coach Washijou. “Coach Washijou, may I have the key to the gym? Tendou and I want to stay behind to practice more,” he says. Coach Washijou nods.
“Lock up when you’re done, and don’t injure yourselves!” He says in a gruff voice.
“Yes sir.” Ushijima returns to Tendou with the key. Tendou grins even wider than before. He takes Ushijima by the hand to the locker room, and sits him on one of the benches. He remains standing, hands on Ushiwaka’s shoulders, looking down on him.
“Wakatoshi-kun, your tits are massive,” Tendou says, catching Ushijima off guard.
“Tits...?” Ushijima questions. Tendou nods.
“I want to touch them... I want to touch you so badly,” he admits. Ushijima, who is usually so stoic and expressionless, is left flushed and flustered. Why is Tendou being so straightforward with this? Why did he refer to his chest as “tits”? And why does Tendou’s advancements make him feel... excited?
“D-do what you want,” Ushijima mumbles, looking away. Tendou lights up, smiling mischievously. He sits down on the bench and makes Ushijima get on his lap.
“I’m gonna make you feel really good,” Tendou proclaims. Ushijima wonders how letting someone touch your chest would feel good but decides to just let shit happen. Tendou slips his hands under Ushiwaka’s shirt, groping and squeezing his chest, marveling at how soft the skin feels. Ushijima remains quiet; he feels absolutely no pleasure. That is, until Tendou grabs a hold of his nipples and begins pinching and squeezing them. Ushijima feels a tingle of white-hot pleasure shoot straight down to his crotch. His cock twitches and he squirms slightly. Tendou smirks.
“Didn’t know you were so sensitive here~ Did that feel good?” Ushijima hesitates, then nods, a bit embarrassed to admit something like this. Tendou resumes his work on Ushijima’s nipples, plucking and twisting them, until he ultimately decides to put his mouth to work too. Ushijima gasps quietly as he feels his friend’s tongue run over his nipple once, then twice. All the while, his hand works on Ushi’s other nipple. Tendou swirls his tongue around it, looking up to see Ushijima’s reaction. Ushijima is looking right back down at him, face flushed and expression unreadable. Both of their arousal is painfully obvious now, and Tendou grinds up into Ushijima experimentally with a smirk on his face. Ushijima squirms again, and a gasp escapes his lips. Tendou takes Ushijima’s nipple in his mouth, and sucks. Hard.
“Ah! -” Ushijima gasps. That took him by surprise. Tendou eats up that sound, and sucks again to hear more of it. To Ushijima, this one feels even better than the last, and he can’t help the small moan that slips out. He bucks down on Tendou, trying to get any type of friction. Tendou rubs the tent in Ushijima’s shorts with his free hand, loving the way Ushijima bucks into his touch.
“Heh, you want me to touch you?” Tendou asks, grinning.
“Yes...” Ushijima breathes. Tendou wastes no time in pulling Ushijima’s shorts and boxers down to reveal his throbbing erection.
“Ololo? You’re so hard down here~” Tendou teases. Ushijima flushes harder.
“Shut up...” Ushijima murmurs. Tendou grabs Ushijima’s dick and begins stroking at a teasingly slow pace. He does this to drive Ushijima crazy, until he eventually begs for him to go faster. He plans to do this when they fuck too...
-uh anyways-
Tendou swipes at the slit on Ushiwaka’s tip with his thumb, smearing the beads of precum that had begun to leak out, and causing Ushijima to jerk slightly and bite back a whine. This pace feels like torture; it feels good, but it’s nowhere near enough to bring Ushijima to his release. His hips buck into Tendou’s hand, and Tendou smirks up at him. Ushijima looks at Tendou with eyes that seem to say, “please go faster!”
“Hehe, imagine if the old man saw you like this. He’d be so disappointed~” Ushijima flushes, ashamed of himself. He doesn’t know what’d he’d do if Coach Washijou saw him in this state. “I’m only teasing... But do you want me to go faster?” Tendou asks teasingly. By this point, Ushijima is a whimpering mess, bucking into Tendou’s hand. It’s pretty obvious that he wants him to speed up.
“N-nghh, yes...” Ushijima stutters out. Tendou never knew that his best friend’s deep voice could be so sexy when he moans. His own boner throbs in his shorts, but he ignores it. He’ll get his fun soon, but right now all that matters is his sexy best friend on top of him. Tendou complies with Ushiwaka’s request and pumps his fist faster, and it’s only a matter of time before Ushijima is trembling and whining and spilling into his hand. Tendou sits back to admire what’s in front of him: Ushijima panting from his orgasm as his cock slowly flags from the lack of stimulation and his abused nipples stand at attention on his chest. While Ushijima catches his breath, Tendou smirks, proud of himself for wrecking Ushi. He’ll wreck him some more, though that comes later. Maybe at his house. His parents are away, so it’ll definitely work... Ushijima is looking at him now, seemingly wondering what to do next.
“Let’s go to my house. We’ll... continue things there,” Tendou says in a low voice, and Ushijima shivers at his friend’s tone. He has to admit, he’s curious and just the tiniest bit excited to see where this’ll go. Tendou leaves to wash his hands, while Ushijima stays behind to change. He gingerly touches one of his nipples and is surprised at the intense tingling sensation he feels. Who knew it would feel good to have your nipples touched? Tendou returns and catches Ushiwaka touching his nips. “Heh, you must’ve really enjoyed that, since you’re still touching yourself” Ushi flushes and quickly turns his back to Tendou to take off his clothes.
Once both boys are changed, they clean and lock up and make their way to Tendou’s house. Ushijima is quiet, still trying to process everything that has happened in the past 30 minutes. Tendou, on the other hand, is smirking, presumably elated with how things are going.
“You know, Waka-chan, you’re really cute,” Tendou says, catching Ushijima off guard for the second time that day. Ushijima blushes, “cute”? “Waka-chan”? It’s not like he’s a child, so why does he kind of like the names...?
“...Thanks...”