CAUGHT
He pressed Fuji against the wall, his breath hot on Fuji's neck. "Tezuka." Fuji murmured, running his hand across his boyfriends body.
"Fuji." Tezuka breathed into his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "I love you Fuji." Tezuka planted small kisses across his neck, his hand pressed against Fuji's bare skin.
"I know you do so prove it to me. Kiss me like it was the last thing on Earth." Fuji said quietly, wrapping his arms around Tezuka's neck, leaning his head back as Tezuka kissed him ever so gently across his collarbone. Tezuka wrapped his arms around his body, forcing Fuji to come closer to him. Tezuka leaned in, pressing his lips to Fuji's, his hand reaching for Fuji's ass. He found it, and placed his hand there, every so often squeezing it, smiling as he felt the heat in Fuji's face.
Even though these two were happy with their relationship... Well, more than happy actually, they were coming different places. Tezuka hadn't always dated men, and Fuji hadn't always preferred men. In fact. Tezuka had dated a girl for many, many, many years, and then was betrayed by her. She had dumped him to go out with another man she had been seeing for weeks during their relationship. It had nearly torn him apart, and for weeks, he took out all of his frustrations on the team, making the freshman do extra laps and swings, the second years do more harsh muscle training than they deserved, and treated the regulars like they were scum on the road, and were nothing compared him.
Fuji had noticed this and had decided to talk to him about it. When he wouldn't talk, Fuji talked it out with his current boyfriend, telling him his situation and apologizing. Lucky for him he had understood. Fuji didn't prefer men over women, but he dated both genders. Again he went to Tezuka, but decided to use a little harsher method. He'd cornered him in the clubroom one day, and had pressed himself against Tezuka, breathing on his neck and getting him all hot and bothered.
Flashback
"Tezuka, tell me what's wrong." Fuji breathed onto his neck, sending shivers down his spine. "I won't tell anyone. Come on. You know you want to tell me." Fuji ran a finger across Tezuka's bottom lip, watching his reaction. "I won't do anything if you tell me what's wrong. I promise."
"Fuji, let go of me." Tezuka had demanded, his face not giving anything away, but the rest of his body was reacting violently.
"Nu-uh. Not till you tell me what's wrong buuchooo." Fuji practically purred.
Tezuka looked away. "Nothing is wrong. Now release me."
Fuji's eyes opened, a devils smile crossing his face. "Fine then. I'll make you tell me." Tezuka's eyes widened as Fuji slipped his hand down his pants, and taking hold of his length. Fuji began lightly pumping it. "Are you sure you won't tell me what's wrong?"
Tezuka's face had brightened considerably and was having a hard time controlling the moaning sounds coming from him. "I-it's nothing... S- hnn... She broke up with me-" he let out a loud moan "-last week. She had been-" another one "-seeing another guy for weeks during our relationship."
"Is that all?" Fuji breathed into Tezuka's ear.
He gulped and nodded.
"Do you want me to finish?"
Again he nodded.
Fuji pulled his hand from Tezuka's pants and said, "Drop 'em." Tezuka did as he was told, dropping until you could see nothing but his bare skin. Fuji did the same, slipping his pants over his hips to reveal his erect length, standing at attention. Tezuka found himself staring, his insides clenching as he looked at Fuji's size.
"Do you like what you see?" Fuji asked, licking his fingers to wet them. His head bobbed up and down. "Get ready." Tezuka didn't even have time to ask himself 'for what?' before a pair of strong, heavily calloused fingers were shoved up his ass. He almost screamed but he bit down hard on his lips before he could.
'Fuji does this?! It hurts. This is the most pain I've ever felt.'
"Don't worry. It won't hurt soon." Tears pulled at Tezuka's eyes, his teeth biting holes in his lip. As soon as his body relaxed though, he felt himself pushing eagerly into Fuji's fingers. The pressure on his lip lessened and he no longer felt the tears in his eyes. After awhile Fuji slid his fingers out, much to Tezuka's displeasure, but it wasn't long till something much longer, much harder, was pushed inside him. Again, there was earsplitting pain but not for long. Tezuka and Fuji thrust against each other, their bodies moving as one. Soon Tezuka released, as did Fuji. Fuji slid out of him and fell limp to the floor. That had been the most he'd done in awhile. Usually it was the other way away around.
Tezuka slid panting to the floor, his release all over the both of them. "Fuji."
"Hmm...?"
"Thank you. I needed that... But NEVER, NEVER disobey me again."
"Yes sir." Fuji said playfully, crawling over and laying his head gently in Tezuka's lap. He went rigid for a moment but the then relaxed. He brushed him fingers through his hair, smiling.
"Does this make us a pair?" He asked.
Fuji nodded, and said, a yawn disrupting him, "Of course it does. I knew it was something about breaking up so I explained to my old boyfriend what was going on, and he was okay with it. We broke up over lunch." He felt guilty for making them break-up but was also slightly glad they did. He wouldn't have ever gotten over her, if not for Fuji Syuusuke.
Present
Tezuka broke apart and stared into Fuji's now partially open eyes. "They're beautiful you know. Your eyes."
"Thank you. But yours are even prettier... Especially when," he took Tezukas glasses and placed then gently on the side table, "you're not wearing your glasses."
"Syuusuke, you know I can't see anything without them."
"But you're so cute without them," he said, pretending to pout, and not being able to hold the face without laughing... Tezuka chuckled and ran his hand down the others face, a pleased smile crossing his face.
"Your skin is so smooth. And if it pleases you that much more, I'll fuck you blind."
Fuji smiled. "Kunimitsu, you're not going to fuck me. Not now at least. Onee-san will be home soon."
"Hmm...? Onee-san is coming home soon? What would she do, if she caught us doing this?" Tezuka tackled his lover onto the bed, his hand traveling up his shirt, his lips pressed against Fuji's, his hard cock pressed firmly against the others even harder one. Fuji's body responded, his arms automatically taking Tezuka's strong biceps into his hands. Tezuka rocked back and forth slowly, getting just a little bit of friction between them, but enough to get severe reactions from Syuusuke.
"T-Tezuka... Yuuta is home. What if he hears...?" He asked breaking apart to look Tezuka in the face.
"Just hope to God he doesn't walk in on us." He delved in for another kiss, this one more intense than any other they had ever shared.
Neither of them heard the front door open, and neither of them heard a woman call out, "I'm home!" They were both too wrapped up in what they were doing and most certainly neither of them heard his bedroom door open until, "Syuusu-" Both heads snapped up to stare at the new addition to the room. When they realized who it was, both of them scrambled to sit up. "U-um am I int-terrupting something?"
"N-no... We- we were finished." Fuji wiped his lips, his eyes closed and his face red. Tezuka sat red faced, staring at the floor. I knew something like this was going to happen.
"Onee-san are you home?"
"Oh, Yuuta-kun. I'm in your brothers room." Yumiko called. (Is that his sisters name?)
The three of them heard footsteps down the hall, coming closer and closer. Suddenly, one more person was in the room, this one being Fuji's younger brother Yuuta Fuji. "Tezuka?" He asked, confused, as he walked into the room. "What's he doing here aniki? Is he your new boyfriend?" If possible, Fuji went even redder as he nodded.
"B-boyfriend?" Yumiko looked from one brother to the other, every once in awhile glancing at Tezuka.
"I was going to tell you eventually but, Onee-san, this is Tezuka and as Yuuta says, he's my boyfriend."
"But Syuusuke...?"
"I know it's a surprise but, will still accept and acknowledge me as I am?" Fuji opened his eyes slightly, suddenly very pleading. He was going to tell her but, he didn't want to ruin his relationship with her. Yuuta had known for years but had sworn he wouldn't tell anyone, and he had kept his word... Except letting it slip to his tennis teams manager.
Yumiko stared at him for a minute. "I mean, I'll accept it yes but.. Why? When?"
Quietly, his lips barely moving, Tezuka asked, "What is she talking about?"
"My ex-girlfriend." Fuji answered even quieter.
"Yeah aniki, what did happen to your girlfriend? You'd been with her for awhile." Yuuta looked at his brother, a questioning look crossing his face. He knew that talking about her was hard, but for the sake of their sister, he was going to play along. He also already knew what happened to her but, hadn't said anything.
"She... Died in an accident. Her parents had been driving her to a birthday party, in the next town over, and they tried stopping, but the breaks wouldn't work so they ended up colliding. It was devastating. There had been a three or four car pile-up and I think three of them died. One at impact, one on the way to the hospital, and one a few days later at the hospital. That was her. She lived in agony on life support for, two days, I think it was. She wasn't showing improvement so they pulled the plug, and she died."
Fuji's eyes were brimming with tears, and he was doing nothing to stop them.
"And Tezuka, what about you? What happened to your girlfriend of so long?" Yumiko said, turning to Tezuka.
"We broke up awhile ago. She cheated on me with another guy so I ended things."
"And this all led to...? But how?"
"I was treating the other members on the team like crap and Fuji got tired of it. He helped me get through it."
Fumiko's face reddened. "You don't mean..?" They both nodded. "At school?" Another nod. "Where?!"
"Clubroom." They replied in perfect unison.
"Oh wow... Um, alright... S-Syuusuke, may I please talk to you?"
"Sure." He stood up, as did Tezuka. "Kunimitsu?"
"I'll be leaving now.. Give me a call later." Tezuka started to walk out the door but was dragged back by Fuji, and was slightly surprised by a kiss on the lips.
"Sure. I love you."
"Love you too but I should get going. Your sister won't wait forever."
"Alright. Talk to you later." Nodding, Tezuka slipped his wrist from Fuji and walked out the door. Fuji watched him go, a small frown planted across his face.
"Yuuta."
Yuuta nodded and walked out the door after Tezuka, closing the door behind him.
"Syuusuke, explain this to me." She looked at her brother, confusion written all over her face. "I have nothing against it but, why?"
He looked down on the floor, feeling all the shame crashing down on him. "I don't know Onee-san. We were both in need of someone. And, well, he's not my first one either."
"There have been others." It wasn't a question but he nodded anyway. "How many?"
Fuji paused for a minute, before holding up two of his fingers.
"Were
they people I knew?" He shook his head from side to side. "Come
on Syuusuke talk to me. Use your words and not just your
actions. This isn't something that should be taken
lightly!"
"Onee-san, we're just dating. You didn't know the
others, and you never met them. I've had boyfriends yes, but I've
also dated girls. Can't you just be happy for me?"
"I'mvery happy for you Syuusuke but, if you stay together, you won't be able to get married. You know that right?"
"Onee-san I don't care! I love him so much! Why can't you just understand?!" He felt the tears. He felt them coming again but he couldn't wipe them away. He wouldn't. Suddenly, he was wrapped in a suffocating hug, his body pressed hard against his sisters.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm really just trying to look out for your future. I don't care. Love him like you've never loved anyone before Syuusuke. Just, I ask that if you're going to... Have fun, please have it outside the house. Alright?" Syuusuke nodded, tears still streaming down his face. "Come now, stop crying. I'm not mad. I'm glad you have someone to love." She held him out at arms length, and wiped away the tears that were daring to fall.
"You're not as cute when you're crying." Syuusuke couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you."
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Tezuka walked home alone, his mind back on the team, back on what he was leaving behind. He didn't know what he would do if he couldn't be with Fuji anymore. That would just break him more than he was already broken. Then again, he might find someone else he could love. Maybe another guy, or maybe he would try girls again. It wouldn't be that much different... Well, other than not having anything below the belt.
He sighed and shook his head. He'd just have to wait for Fuji to call... That's if he did.
The rest of the way home he hardly payed attention to what he was doing, and he nearly got run into by a car, almost walked into a pole, and tripped over a stray dog. When he finally arrived at home, a little worse for wear in the head, he called, "I'm home."
"Welcome back. Where have you been? You hadn't called. Were you at your girlfriends house?" A woman in her mid-thirties came out of the kitchen, drying her hands on a towel.
"Mom, I haven't seen her in months-"
"What? She was just here the other day wasn't she? Pretty little thing with her sharp blue eyes, and her brown hair."
"Mom, she... The person I was dating had green eyes, and her hair was black. We broke up months ago. I'm dating Fuji Syuusuke. You've met him. You know who he is." Tezuka slipped off his shows, and stepped the rest of the way into the house.
"Oh him... Such a nice boy. He hasn't been here for awhile. You should invi-" She stopped mid-sentence. "Kunimitsu darling, what did you just say?"
"I was at my boyfriends house. I forgot to call. Sorry."
"B-boyfriend?"
"Yes mom. That's what I said. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."
"Since when Kunimitsu? I mean I never expected you to be... Well, erm..."
"The word is gay mom and I'm not. I'm simply... In between right now. And why should it matter if it's guy or girl if you love them?" Tezuka had one foot on the stairs, his hand on the rail. He was ready to go upstairs but his mom was getting in the way. He didn't really feel like talking today.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with it but, I need to talk to you. I've never had a heart-to-heart talk with you."
"About practicing safe sex with a man? It's no different than it is with a woman." Tezuka was getting slightly irritated, wanting to go up to his room and shut himself out from the rest of the world for a little while.
"Well, I mean... No. It's not different in what you need to do to be safe but the way you have it is... Slightly different.. There are different things you're going to experience when you're with him."She didn't mean him in a bad way, but was using it as if for future reference, like Syuusuke wasn't the one he was going to spend the rest of his life with.
"Mom. I know. He knows. We all know. It's not like we're going to do anything stupid. We know the differences, we know the risks, and we're willing to take chances." Tezuka was becoming very impatient, and his legs were shaking telling him to move up the stairs.
"Honey won't you sit down?"
"I'd really rather go to my room. Syuusuke and I are happy, and we know what we've got ourselves into. We don't need any advice or words of wisdom from anyone else." Tezuka started up the stairs, letting out a relieved sigh. I finally got away from her.
"Just don't come crying to me if you get hurt." He heard his mother mutter.
Hmm... It must be her time.. She's bitchier and more persistent than normal. It's annoying. Inside his room, he closed the door behind him, slipped out of his shirt and laid down on his bed, resting his head on his hands. He let his eyes close, taking in deep breaths and then exhaling slowly. His mom was just like Syuusuke's older sister. They didn't understand their need for each other, for each other's company. They weren't complete without the other one around.
Before he knew it, Tezuka had fallen asleep, his dreams pleasant. He was rudely awakened though by the sound of a ringing phone. "Kunimitsu! Kunimitsu! The phone! Get it!"
Stretching, and muttering to himself, Tezuka picked up the phone and said through a stifled yawn, "Hello, Tezuka speaking."
"Ah Kunimitsu!"
"Syuusuke?" He asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, and picking up his glasses which had fallen to the floor. "How'd it go with your sister? Did you get trouble? Are we going to have to... You know. I won't say it."
"Actually, she's quite alright with it. It surprised me too but... There's not much we can do about surprise." Fuji answered him, unconcerned with the minor details.
He put his glasses on and said, "That's great. My mom started lecturing me about safe sex, and how two guy fucking each other is different than a guy and a girl. It was a nuisance."
"You finally told her?"
"Yeah. She just told me not to go crying to her if I got 'hurt'" Tezuka said, irritated at his own mothers ridiculous words.
"Wow..." Fuji said, and Tezuka could just imagine him smiling at the very though. A Tezuka that wasn't full of herself. "Anyway, at least we've got it figured out."
"We should meet up tonight. You know. At a hotel or something."
"We should. It's not like we have school or practice anymore. Not for awhile at least. Where do you want to meet?"
"How about the tennis courts under the tracks? Let's say in, and hour?"
"Sure.. Who's going to pay for the room?"
"Split the cost fifty-fifty?"
"Sure. I'll see you in a bit my love."
"See you in a bit." Tezuka hung up the phone, and sat it face down on his desk. He stood up, and walked over to his dresser. From inside he grabbed a change of clothes. He opened his door and walked to the bathroom to grab his tooth brush and toothpaste. Although he was only going for a night, he never went anywhere without it.
In his room, his digital table clock read 7:30, and Fuji had called at 7:20. He still had nearly an hour before they had to meet. He folded his clothes, just to waste time, and placed them neatly in his tennis bag. It was enough like a duffel bag that it would look like the two of them were on a trip. Most hotels didn't admit gays. They threw them out or told them to find another hotel, or they had to get separate rooms. This wasn't the first time Fuji and Tezuka had done this, so they had an alias to use. They used fake names, and told the front clerk that they were visiting relatives. They never stayed in the same hotel twice so it always worked.
Before he knew it, Tezuka's clock read 8:10. If he didn't get going, he was going to be late. He grabbed his back, and walked out of his room. Downstairs, his mom and dad stood talking in the entry way, his dad just coming home from work.
"Welcome back dad." Tezuka greeted his dad, giving him a small bow. He was about to push his way through to get to his shoes, but was stopped by his dad.
"Kunimitsu. We need to talk."
"I have to go. I'm meeting someone."
"Your boyfriend?" His father asked gruffly.
Tezuka's face brightened. "Yes sir."
"If you're only going to meet him, what's with the bag?"
"I'm staying over at his house tonight."
"Did you talk it out with your mother?"
"No sir."
"Don't you think it's a little early to be spending the night at a lovers house?"
"No sir. His sister will be there." Around his dad, he never spoke an unneeded word.
"Tezuka, you're too young and you haven't said anything to your mother about it."
"I have to go." Tezuka said again defiantly.
"I said you're not going Tezuka. Now go put your things away and come into the kitchen to have dinner." His father grabbed his back, trying to rip it from his shoulder.
Tezuka shook it away from him and glared at his dad, his eyes piercing him like needles. His father retracted a bit, afraid of his own son, and what he could probably do to him. "I'm going."
"I will not have someone in this house that disobeys me!" His father yelled, his temper slipping bit by bit.
Tezuka didn't flinch a bit. He was used to his fathers violence. "Then I'll move out. I'll find my own place."
"Fine! Get out! I don't want you back in this house until you've found a place of your own and you can come get your stuff! I don't want yourboyfriend here either! You disgusting fag!" His father raised his hand and slapped Tezuka across the face with the back of his hand.
His head snapped to the side, and he felt the pain shoot down his body. Slowly, he turned his head to look at his enraged father. His mother was covering her mouth with her hand, a look of pure shock plastered across it. "Fine."
"And you'd better support yourself too cause we aren't going to be paying for any of your stuff. I don't want you near this house, or the people who live here. I'll get a restraining order if I have to."
"You can't get a restraining order by saying my son and his boyfriend are threating to fuck each other in the house. The judge would laugh at you."
"Kunimitsu! That's enough! Just, get out." His mother was crying, and his father was breathing like a bull. Tezuka slipped his shoes on, and he glared at his parents one last time before he slipped out the door. Once out the door, and away from where his parents could hear and see him, he broke down crying. He broke into a dead run, determined not to stop until he was away from that hell, and in the arms of the one person he loved.
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