Disclaimer: I don't own KHR but this story idea is mine.
A/N: Just a blip that came to me in a dream.
Ryohei Sasagawa swallowed hard, gray eyes following a drop of sweat running over hot skin. At 14 he was seeing double. Two muscled chests rippling and covered in sweat slicked golden skin. Two heads of light brown hair curling around four identical ears. Two luscious sinful mouths, one smirking darkly, the other whispering. Too close, skin against skin, hot breath over a muscled neck drawing out goosebumps.
"Oi Sasagawa! You asleep or something?" a voice squawked in his ear, making the silver haired junior boxer jump, gloved hands going to his lap as he shifted in his now uncomfortably tight shorts.
"I'm fine to the extreme Kajero-sensei," he said hoarsely, eyes flicking back to the irresistible bodies pressed so close together across the room.
Kajero followed his line of sight. "You letting those Kagomo twins psych you out? They're nothing put a pair of pushovers, now get you head back in the game alright?" his coach barked gruffly, slapping him on the back.
"To the extreme" Ryohei said, forcing his usual exuberance as he waited for his coach to walk away, hands still covering his lap.
"You okay over there little boy?" one of the twins shouted mockingly at him.
He felt himself start to flush across his bare chest and up his neck until his face was on fire. His eyes flicked back to the twins again.
One was draped over the other's back, nuzzling his neck, hands rubbing down his chest, tweaking nipples and teasing flesh.
Ryohei started to choke and looked away heat rising even more in his face and groin.
"If you need any help with that just call," one of them purred at him before they both started to laugh.
Ryohei flinched as the laughter continued to echo even after they had left the locker room.