Mariku flexed his bulging arm muscles, looking out the corner of his eye to see if he caught anyone's attention. He grunted when he realized that he hadn't, and quickly tore off his shirt, revealing his ripped abs and overall chiseled body.
Pulling his swim trunks out of his locker, Mariku glanced across the room once again. Ryou, the delicious albino treat he had his eyes on for quite some time, was still fully clothed. Can't have that! Mariku thought to himself. He had heard rumors of Ryou's legendary discostick but had never actually seen it. So today had to be the day.
"Hey loser!" Mariku called to Ryou, who immediately looked his way. "Let's get in the pool so I can kick your ass at marco polo!"
Yes! I did it! Ryou would have to change into his swim trunks right out in theDAMMIT RYOU DON'T GO INTO THE FUCKING BATHROOM OH COME ON YOU LITTLE PUSSY BE A MAN AND LET ALL THE OTHER DUDES SEE YOUR FUCKING LEGENDARY PENIS ALREADY!
Then, all the other men in the locker room looked straight at Mariku. Shit. Did they all read my mind?
"No, asshole" a skinny redheaded tranny said "you've been talking out loud the whole time"
"Fuck."
"Dude are you gay?" some nameless bastard in the crowd yelled.
Nameless, soon to be headless.
"Yeah, we don't want some gay dude in our locker room watching us be naked." The ginger said.
"I do!"
"Shut up, Tristain."
Mariku gritted his teeth. He was getting shit about his sexuality from a dude named Amelda.
A-M-E-L-D-A.
How fucking manly.
Finally having enough, Mariku took the rod out of his pocket and unsheathed it, revealing a dagger at the end. Then with one swift motion he stuck it up the ginger's ass without hesitation.
Amelda screamed. But he didn't scream in pain, and it wasn't just a wordless cry of agony. He was screaming Mariku's name.
"OH MY GOD" Valon screamed in the background "he's getting off!"
"Can I go next?"
"Shut UP Tristain!"
"What's going on?"
Everybody immediately stopped watching the action and went back to what they were previously doing. Mariku pulled the rod out of Amelda's ass, making the shemale groan.
"Ryou…uhhh…" Mariku hid the rod behind his back. Ryou cocked his head, still not entirely sure what had just happened.
Mariku had been searching his brain for an explaination that didn't involve rape, but every thought melted away as he glanced down and noticed the tight speedo Ryou was wearing.
Oh god.
The suit was so…tight. And small. And…tight. So tight that Mariku could almost see…
"Mariku? Are you alright?" Ryou asked. That…voice. That small, precious voice. Oh how he'd love to hear that precious, sweet voice moan…
Mariku forced himself to look away from Ryou's swimsuit and somehow ended up looking into Ryou's eyes. This surely wasn't helping Mariku's arousal.
He hated acting like an idiot. He despised having his entire world so warped and twisted by a glance that he would build a rainbow and fly across it upon a unicorn with wings. But Ryou's eyes made him silly. They made him a fool. They were so deep, and dark brown, almost black. Mariku wanted nothing more than to see those gorgeous, innocent eyes roll back, as that tender, delicate albino body shook…
"FUCK!"
"Mariku! What happened?"
"Nothing…ah..dammit!"
"Is something wrong?"
"No! Nothings wrong! Just…get in the pool, I'll meet you there in a minute."
"Are you sure?"
"YES!"
Ryou jumped at the sudden change in Mariku's attitude, but he obeyed. Mariku forced himself not to watch the albino's delicious ass as he turned and left.
"Fuck." He cursed again. He looked around, finally spotting a pair of trunks on a bench. They were Bakura's. Whatever.
Mariku slid them on, thankful to have something clean to wear, and imagining how pissed Bakura would be if he knew…
Mariku rolled up the dirty trunks and stashed them in his locker.
"Wow, piss your pants already?" a voice said from behind him. Malik. He'd know that annoying, squeaky voice anywhere. "Or did you see Ryou again?"
Mariku didn't answer. Instead, he picked the blonde up, putting him on his shoulder, and dumped him in the nearest waste basket.
"Are you mad that I'm in your boyfriend's pants, Malik?"
"Fuck. You. We're just. Friends."
"Riiiiight." Mariku said, heading out the door and leaving Malik in the trash can.
