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Kageyama had imagined this moment a truly humiliating number of times. The details had varied depending on whatever was going on in his life, or the nature of whatever perverse fantasies his mind could dream up, but the general gist always stayed the same: he and Hinata Shoyo were going to fuck. They were going to fuck in a way that was somehow simultaneously explosive and tender, with years of pent-up longing behind every gesture and action. It was, without a doubt, going to be the best sex ever in the history of the world. Kageyama was used to being the best at volleyball, of course, and he and Hinata were the perfect team when they played together - surely sex for the two of them would be as intuitive and flawless as their freak quick had been when they were first years, and as their Olympic partnership was now. At any rate, the fantasy always got him off with a level of satisfaction that he considered impressive.
He managed to hold onto that fantasy right up until he was actually in Hinata's hotel room, and Hinata was getting undressed, and the awareness that they were really, actually, about to have sex in real, actual life began to sink in. Then he started to worry. What if he didn't do it right? What if Hinata was actually way more experienced than he was, and would know he wasn't doing it right? What was it anyway, in this case? Visions flashed through his mind, the fantasies he'd imagined over the years scrolling rapidly past as he tried to put them in some kind of order. Making out while jerking one another off? Sucking each other's dicks? Fucking? Even just the idea had him hot under the collar.
"Come on, are you just gonna stand there?" Hinata demanded, grinning. He was just in shorts and literally bouncing on his toes from anticipation. Distractingly, Kageyama could see the way his dick moved beneath his shorts with each hop, hard and excited as its owner. He felt like his face was going to burst into flames, and had to look up at the ceiling to calm down for a minute. When he looked back, Hinata was staring at him with a hint of impatience, and Kageyama knew he had to do something, anything.
"Kiss me?" he said, making it more of a request than a demand at the last second. Hinata obliged by pouncing on him, lips colliding with a force that left him breathless. They wound up sprawled on the bed together, Hinata on top, Kageyama pinned down beneath him. From this angle, Hinata's cock, still trapped in his shorts, was rubbing against Kageyama's own erection, just enough to make him insane. They moved their hips against one another, and Kageyama was sure only the barrier of fabric was keeping him from losing it. He wanted to touch Hinata with his hands and his mouth and his cock, to touch him everywhere, to take hours exploring every millimeter of his body.
Instead, what Kageyama did was blow his load, still fully clothed. His hips began to jerk involuntarily as the hot burst of need rushed through him, a wet, sticky rush of overflowing desire. He tried to hold it back but it was impossible - he was coming, and they hadn't even done anything yet! Trembling, he closed his eyes, hoping maybe Hinata wouldn't notice what had just happened. It was humiliating, and more than that, it was unfair. Now they weren't going to get to fuck, or even do anything at all, and maybe Hinata would be disappointed and kick him out of the hotel room, and he'd never have another chance like this...
"Hey, did you just... did you just come?" Hinata's voice cut through his brooding. He didn't sound upset at all, just curious.
"Mhm," Kageyama said, which wasn't exactly an answer, but wasn't a denial either. His eyes were still closed, and his cheeks felt like they were scalded with heat.
"Wow!" Hinata said, with a tone of what could only be described as pride and wonder that made Kageyama open his eyes cautiously to look at him. He was grinning irrepressibly. "I can't believe I made you come that fast!"
"You didn't make me come, dumbass," Kageyama protested helplessly. His now-oversensitive dick was sticking to the inside of his underwear and making him cranky. "It just happened."
"Oh, right," Hinata said, rolling off him to sprawl next to him on the bed. "I guess there was nothing that was going on right before that point that might have led to you creaming your pants. It was just one of those freak random events! Could have happened anytime at all."
"Shut up," Kageyama told him. "I didn't mean that there was nothing going on, just that you didn't do anything to make me come." He crossed his arms defensively, staring up at the ceiling, cheeks burning hot.
"Hey, it's okay," Hinata said, more conciliatory than he had been a moment before. He took Kageyama's hand, giving it a squeeze. "We can do other stuff until you're ready to go again."
"What sort of other stuff?" Kageyama asked, struggling to overcome his embarrassment. Maybe the evening wasn't ruined after all...
"Wellll," Hinata said, eyes brightening, "maybe you could suck my cock?"
Kageyama decided he was not at all opposed to that idea, even if he wasn't sure whether he would be any good at it, or whether it would be enough to make him hard again so soon after coming. He nodded in agreement.
"Let's finish getting undressed first," Hinata proposed, and that seemed like a wonderful plan to Kageyama, whose come-soaked briefs were causing him considerable discomfort by this point. Getting rid of them was enough of a relief that he barely even had a chance to feel awkward about both of them being naked. It wasn't as if they'd never seen each other naked before, of course, in baths and locker rooms, but this was different.
"How do you want to, uh..." Kageyama wasn't sure how to proceed, but Hinata was happy to help him figure that out. He stood by the side of the bed, giving Kageyama the opportunity to set his own pace, not rushing him, just letting him explore in his own way. His cock stood hard and ready, and Kageyama took his time getting used to touching it, feeling the way the sensitive skin moved beneath his fingers. Part of him kind of hoped that Hinata would come before he could even get so far as to take him in his mouth, because it would make him feel better about his own premature orgasm, but another part of him desperately wanted the opportunity to suck Hinata for the first time.
"Nervous?" Hinata asked.
"No," Kageyama lied. His mouth felt dry, and he licked his lips nervously, trying to prepare himself. "I'm just... getting ready."
"Take your time." Hinata didn't sound desperate or frantic at all, which gave Kageyama a moment of doubt - was it possible Hinata was just humouring him, and didn't really want this that much? But that seemed unlikely, when he thought about it. He'd been eager to get back to the hotel room, and had been bouncing on his toes and practically jumping into Kageyama's arms only a few moments ago. He was just trying to go easy on Kageyama.
Kageyama found that unexpectedly irritating. Unwilling to wait any longer, he leaned forward and took Hinata's dick in his mouth, and was gratified to hear him gasp - hopefully in a good way. Kageyama took him as far as he could without gagging, trying to go a little further each time he drew back. He could feel Hinata's fingers gripping his hair, the back of his head, not pushing him deeper, but clinging to him as if for dear life. "Fuuuck," he heard Hinata moan, and any doubts he'd had were washed away in the pleasure of that moment.
His own cock, despite having so recently come, was hard again, he realized. He longed to stroke himself, but didn't dare do so, not after what had happened a few minutes earlier. He was going to do better this time, and wait until after he'd made Hinata come at least once, he told himself. His dick felt incredibly oversensitive, like the slightest touch would drive him crazy, and it was twitching at even the merest hint of attention. Hinata just had this effect on him, it seemed. Kageyama supposed he shouldn't be surprised - given how many times he'd jerked off to thoughts of this moment, he'd basically trained himself into this reaction. He tried to concentrate on the feeling of Hinata's dick in his mouth, the taste of him against his tongue, and not think at all about his own desires, but it was a struggle.
"That's so good," Hinata gasped. "Your mouth is so perfect, it makes me want to fuck your face."
Kageyama gazed up at him, and, mustering his courage, gave the smallest nod in the world.
"Are you saying you want me to?" Hinata asked, a smile spreading across his face. "You want to take my cock even deeper?"
Kageyama's dick twitched impatiently again, and he pulled back off Hinata's cock long enough to say, "Yeah, I want that." He was breathing hard and his heart was pounding, almost as if he'd been working out, even though he was barely doing anything apart from sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Okay, but let me know if it's too much, okay?" Hinata told him, and Kageyama nodded. Then Hinata put a hand to either side of his head, pulling him closer, and Kageyama was under his control, letting Hinata move him where he wanted him. He didn't have to think about anything, didn't have to worry about whether he was doing it right, or hope he wasn't saying the wrong thing - he could just let Hinata take charge. Hinata was fucking into his mouth and all he had to focus on was taking him deeper, relaxing and letting the head of his cock nudge up against the back of his throat and not choking on it. He was lost in the sensations, the blissful surrender, and... fuck, fucking hell, he was going to come again! He couldn't stop it any more than he'd been able to the first time, only now he was naked, and there would be no way Hinata wouldn't notice. Kageyama shuddered as his body betrayed him once more, coming without his cock so much as being touched, moaning around Hinata's dick in his mouth.
"Holy shit, did you just..." Hinata was trembling now too, his thick thigh muscles clenching as he paused in fucking Kageyama's face long enough to register the drops of come that were spattered against his skin. "Oh fuck, Tobio-chan, that's so hot, oh my god, I can't believe you came just from my cock in your mouth, ffffffuuuck...!" He gave another spasmodic thrust and then he was coming, flooding Kageyama's throat with his load. Kageyama coughed, trying and struggling to swallow it all, and Hinata quickly released his grip on his head, letting him pull back so he could gulp it down and finally, somehow, start to breathe again.
Afterwards, they both lay sprawled on the bed, chests heaving in unison. "At least that time, you came too," Kageyama managed to say between gasps, feeling somehow vindicated.
"Yeah," Hinata nodded. He was grinning so much it was like his face was stuck that way. "But you're still ahead by one. So I need to catch up."
Maybe it hadn't been the best sex in the history of the world, Kageyama thought, but they could only improve with practice. And they had plenty of time to practice.