Jumping as the slam of a door woke him, Teshima blinked the sleep from his eyes as he stared up at the ceiling. Bright morning sunlight seeped through the curtains as the bang and clatter from beyond his door signalled his parents return. Aoyagi was hastily making his way off the bed and tugging on his pants with a worried look in his eye.

"It's alright," Teshima assured him, rolling over and tucking the sheets closer over his shoulders. "They think you sleep in the nude anyway, it's why they never come in when you're over." Blinking in surprise, Aoyagi cocked his head to the side as if asking why. "Only so they wouldn't barge in and find us all pretzelled together." Pleased enough with the answer, Aoyagi continued to dress, poking Teshima in the shoulders until he started to do the same. "But I'm still sleepy," the dark haired boy groaned. Both yawning as they exited the room, Teshima grinned wickedly. "Someone kept me up all night." Fighting down a blush Aoyagi punched him lightly in the arm, trying in vain to comb out his hair with his fingers.

Teshima's parents were a happy, cheerful couple, much the same as their son and they had always welcomed Aoyagi with open arms. Never had they attempted to lure him into speaking needlessly or to engage in meaningless small talk. Instead they much the same as their son made an effort to make him comfortable without the need for speech.

"Junta told us you've been accepting at Joshibi University. I'm sure you'll love it there and of course Junta is just around the corner." Sipping his tea, Aoyagi nodded slowly. That hadn't been a coincidence. While picking and applying for their universities, the couple had ensured that they'd been in at least biking distance from each other. Their courses and careers path maybe different, but that didn't mean it would stop their relationship.

"But he's not sure when he'll be taking it." Cutting in smoothly, Teshima fixed his mother with a stern stare as she went to cluck her tongue disapprovingly.

Despite getting the grades needed to get him into the economics course he'd chosen, Teshima found his parents unhappy with his decision to not head straight to university. Opting instead to postpone his enrolment until the next year.

"I hope" his mother began, ignoring the glare from her son and directing her question back to Aoyagi. "That you are doing that because you want to and not because he is." Caught between a parental augment was the last place Aoyagi wanted to, instead he put his head down over his cup of tea and said nothing.

Breaking out of the house with a sigh of relief, Teshima rubbed the side of his neck. His single bed didn't truly have enough space for the two of them and every sleep over left him with an ache in his neck.

"What will we do?" Pausing mid step, Teshima turned and looked at Aoyagi curiously.

"What?" Unwilling to repeat himself, the blonde walked past him and down the pavement leading into town.

"University." Catching onto his friend's train of thought quickly, Teshima shrugged and waved him off casually.
"We'll think of something, it's no biggy. Our place is secure until next year, we can do whatever we want." Smiling at his almost careless response, Aoyagi still wasn't sure. Unlike Teshima's family his had put no pressure on what he needed to do. It was all left up to him and he still had no idea. "If you're worried maybe we can talk it over or maybe Tadokoro can give us some idea. He's not at university."

Sensing something was amiss with his boyfriend's unusual silence, Teshima knew the easiest way to settle Aoyagi's fears was to act upon them. Bringing Tadokoro into the equation usual also helped. Regardless of their time apart, the pair still quite frequently relied on their old mentor for advice. And Tadokoro was all too willing to give it. Working in his family's bakery he was always easy to find and always happy to chat.

The smell of the freshly baked bread and various pastries always made Teshima hungry. They'd skipped breakfast in order to avoid more questions and his stomach growled at the prospect of food. Luckily whenever they paid Tadokoro a visit there was always a free meal involved, especially if any of the large man's family was around.

Taking a seat at the small stools and bench lining the wall, Teshima stared down a sweet looking chocolate cupcakes in the display cabinet and wondered if it'd be rude to ask for that one extra large one specifically. Maybe if he just sat there and looked hard enough at it someone might get the message. Beside him Aoyagi was doing much the same, scanning the rows of treats for some mid morning brunch.

"Well look what the cat dragged in. How was the party last night? As wild as last year?" Tadokoro had grown ever so slightly since graduating. His height had remained relatively the same, but his paunched stomach and thick thighs were bulkier then ever. Coming around the counter as a linger customer left with a small tinkle of the door's bell, the ex Souhoku sprinter pulled the two smaller boys into a rib breaking hug. "You don't look hung over so it can't have been that much fun."

"Nothing like last year that's for sure." Dusting flour from his shirt, Teshima shook his head. "I'll be happy if I never drink again after that." Waving him off as they pulled up a seat, Tadokoro patted his hands down on his apron, cleaning them off before fishing out his phone.

"You'll get used to it, drinking in moderation is fine. Not drinking moderation is also fine. You'll figure that out once you get to university, just ask Kinjou about it." Sniggering as he flicked through his phone swiftly, the large man turned his attention to his friends, surprised to see their faces had grown grim. "Or not, nobody is going to force you to drink or anything."

Giving Tadokoro a small reassuring smile, Teshima leant back in his chair.

"We know, we're just..." Struggling for words, the dark haired boy took a deep breath.

"We don't want to go to university yet." Aoyagi had spoken for him, a rare occurrence that did happen on the occasion not very often. His wide golden eyes blazed as he slumped down in his chair "But everyone wants us to." Humming as he watched a set of customers approach the shop, Tadokoro questioned their reasoning.

"Why not? Do you want to work instead? Or travel? You can defer your courses."

"We know." Glancing between themselves, Teshima shrugged. "We just don't want to go straight into school again. We just got out of school and we worked really hard at it, but now it just feels like everything is dragging on, especially as it's at least another three years." Nodding in agreement, Aoyagi wanted desperately to take Teshima's hand and give it a comforting squeeze. The sound of distress in his voice was making his heartache.

Standing up and gripping at the back of the chair as the wandering customers made their way inside, Tadokoro looked thoughtful.

"I have a proposition for you guys. Stay here for a bit, I gotta go do some work. You want some breakfast?" Grinning eagerly, all serious matters were pushed aside in favour of cake and flavoured milk.

Sipping at his chocolate milk while nibbling the end of straw, Teshima watched Aoyagi meticulously dissect his cupcake. Having removed and eaten all the freshly glazed strawberries, the thick pink and red icing was slowly being licked from the top, leaving behind a deep red velvet cake, moist and dense in a tiny pink patty pan.

"You're really enjoying that, I didn't realise you were that hungry. I should have offered you breakfast." Feeling a little guilty, Teshima picked at the flaky chocolate coating the top of his own cupcake. They'd burnt a lot of calories the night before and their diet going into the inter-high had required a high level of carbohydrates. Without it their bodies would start lacking energy, no wonder he was so tired and Aoyagi so hungry.

Watching the customers take their bread and go Tadokoro joined them again, a tray of freshly baked buns in hand.

"My parents," he began, taking a huge bite from a steaming bun and huffing loudly as the heat hit his tongue. "Are opening a new cafe, supplied by the bakery. It's like a Western style eatery with coffee and ice cream, they're very popular at the moment." Snagging a bun, Teshima torn in apart and began nibbling at the cooling dough.

"I know the kind, they're all over Tokyo. Do they need waiters?" He didn't know anything about being a waiter, neither did Aoyagi but he was sure they could learn. Swallowing a large mouthful and stealing Aoyagi's milk, Tadokoro shrugged.

"Maybe I'm not sure, but what they do need is cyclists." Frowning Teshima looked confused between his mentor and his boyfriend.

"Cyclists, why?"

"Ecologically friendly, sustainable transport." Nodding proudly as if reciting a complex poem, Tadokoro ducked behind the courter only to return with a jar of honey. "The cafe is offering food for delivery all by bike to save the planet, or something." Drizzling the rich, golden condiment over a bun, he scoffed it down in seconds. "But we don't have any riders yet." Raising an eyebrow at the two young men, the large man licked his fingers clean. "What do you think?"

Staring down at his shredded bun, Teshima could hardly contain his excitement. It was as if the stars were aligning and everything was just falling into place for them.

"Would there be much work?" Finish Aoyagi's milk with a grin, Tadokoro nodded.

"The cafe is open seven days a week, and they'll need riders every day, especially if it's popular enough. They'd be more then enough shifts for both of you."

Looking to Aoyagi to gauge his reaction, Teshima was thrilled to see the blonde almost levitating from his seat. He was practically vibrating with joy.

"That sounds perfect, amazing, just fantastic." Teshima didn't have enough words to describe how welcome this development was. Instead his eyes itched as the sting of happy tears threatened to spill over.

"It'll be a chance to improve your riding while getting paid." Laughing as he clamped a heavy hand to each boys shoulder, Tadokoro smiled. "It'll be a win win for you guys and a bit of a break. You've worked hard and nothing wrong with making a little cash and living outside the education system for a while. It'll teach you to think on your own, away from classrooms and text books."

Teshima could only nod. It felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his chest. His worries and concerns about the coming year and the deferral were now completely at ease, leaving behind a sense of excitement and anticipation.

"When do we start?"

Waving goodbye to Tadokoro with the promise of writing up a professional resume for his parents and their business partners to look over, Teshima bid Aoyagi goodbye with a sly kiss on the cheek. They seldom kissed in public, the majority of the relationship was carried out with subtle gestures and loving affection behind closed doors. But everything was just shining that little bit brighter, especially Aoyagi's hair which was highlighted a brilliant gold in the early afternoon sun. Glancing over his shoulder before turning a corner to catch a final glimpse of his beloved, Teshima fished out his ipod and plugged in his headphones. Intent on getting home as quickly as possible to share the good news with his parents and hopefully receive their approval in turn.

Laying back against his ruffled, untidy bedspread, Teshima couldn't help but crack a smile. His bed still smelt like Aoyagi. Rolling onto his stomach and burying his face into the pillow, the ex cycling club captain fiddled around with his phone, pulling up Aoyagi's messages and typing out a new one.

How did your parents take it?

Thankfully his parents had been most understanding, maybe even pleased at the concept of him working and sticking close to home. They were just looking out for him, that was understandable, but with his high standard of grades and extra curricular success at the bike club they could have given him at least a little more credit. The beep from his phone drew his attention back to his current conversation.

Fine

That was good then, but Aoyagi's parents had never been one to pressure their son. On all accounts a rather back-seat approach seemed to work best with the young introvert.

Good, I'm so excited to start. I hope Tadokoro-san is a good boss

Throwing his phone of the bed with little effort, the dark haired boy heaved himself up from the mattress, working through his nightly routine. Teeth brushed, hair managed and a loose pair of boxers later, he finally checked his phone before switching off the light and snuggling down under the covers.

Yes

Smiling Teshima could still smell the linger natural scent that was Aoyagi coating his pillows and sheets. Tugging one from behind his head and holding it in his arms, he typed out a brief message and awaited the response eagerly.

I had a great time last night, did you?

He'd wanted to broach the subject all day but they'd seldom had an appropriate moment to themselves to discuss it. Even sitting relatively alone in Tadokoro's bakery, the phrase; Did you like my cock in your ass? Seemed wildly inappropriate even to play off as a joke. Giggling at the humorous notion, he grinned as the message arrived.

Yes. Very much

That was nice, hugging the pillow a little tighter, his fingers flew across the touch screen.

I wish you were here now. I want a cuddle

That seemed far too soppy, but regardless would be something the smaller boy would appreciate, Aoyagi tended to enjoy overly romantic gestures. Dramatic actions usually made it easier for him to read people, and since love and romance was still something they were both so new at, it made it easier for both of them.

Cuddle?

Blinking in surprise, Teshima let out a straggled laugh. Just cuddle? Said the implication and it made his stomach flip flop at the carnal undertone.

Maybe afterwards... What are you wearin-

Shaking his head, he deleted the chuck of text and tried again. Romantic was one thing, corny was another and only one of those things was to be appreciated.

Afterwards, but I'd make love to you first

That was better, romantic and a little sexy, Aoyagi would like it more. Almost shaking impatiently, Teshima shuffled around uncomfortably in bed, trying to find a position allowing him to still cuddle his pillow while texting.

Good [picture attached]

Smiling as the message and its attachment flashed upon his screen, Teshima bit his lip to stop himself from moaning out loud. A bad light and crappy camera did little to dull Aoyagi's beauty. Stretched out on his bed, leaning against the headboard, no shirt and hair tussled. The angle of the camera gave him the most flattering chiselled form, plus the look he gave to the camera lens screamed erotic.

Licking his lips and taking a steady breath, Teshima wondered how many times he'd tried to take the photo but struggled to take one good enough to please his artistic nature. Many no doubt. Switching on his light and sitting up against the wall, the ex captain turned on his front camera rather then struggle to take a decent selfie the time ticking away. He couldn't pull off such a lush looking photo, but if his hair fell just right and he raised his knees to bunch the muscles in his stomach, he could look somewhat appealing.

Unintentionally biting his lip in the photo had been a good move, it look seven times more sexual and pleasing to the eye. Sending it off without a second thought, his hand immediately jumped to his crotch, palming the length of his cock through the fabric. Saving the picture of Aoyagi to his phone for an a later session alone, Teshima's breath caught as he felt up and down his shaft, playing aimlessly as a warm up as he awaited the main event.

The reply took longer this time, hand still occupied between his legs, he struggled to unlock the phone and pull up the message one handed.

I have a hickey [picture attached]

His mind blanked as the image loaded, the hand at his cock paused for a second only to slip into his boxers and begin again with vigour. Cheeks pink, naked with a bright red bruise highlighting his left hip bone, Aoyagi looked good enough to eat. Not facing the camera, his cheeks looked bright red either from embarrassment or panting. The soft pale of his body was almost incandescent in the bad light and the red love bite showed through the dimness like a beacon. He'd done that, Teshima remembered with a flush of heat and pride. When he'd made the quiet promise to lick every inch of his boyfriend, but fell short as the boy became too flustered and craved other attentions. But not before he'd managed to suckle a bite over his prominent little hip bones.

Fisting his cock tighter as the memory of the previous night flooded back in all too real technicolor, Teshima could barely keep his panting to a minimum. No longer home alone, he couldn't risk getting caught by his parents doing something to lewd.

I'd apologise but I'm not sorry [picture attached]

Taking the bold move of snapping a quick and slightly blurry picture of his hard cock, his finger lingered over the send button before letting out the breath he was holding. They'd played this game before and had gone much further then this. But the thrill and the nerves of it all always made him worry. About scaring the smaller boy off, of making him uncomfortable or moving at a pace that was far too quick for him. Thankfully he could usually pick up whenever he'd over stepped his mark and after last night he was sure there was little he could do to make Aoyagi uncomfortable.

Good [picture attached]

Heart pounding as the image loaded Teshima could feel the oncoming throb of a orgasm approaching quickly. He didn't even know how much time had passed since they'd started their game but it barely mattered, especially not when Aoyagi was sending him such hot picture of his own cock. Mouth watering as he took in the sensual image it painted, the sly fingers tucked just under Aoyagi's balls was a subtle message in itself. He was playing with his ass, teasing his hole as if in preparation for something bigger. Teshima couldn't help but moan now, his lover was just was too much.

Hips thrusting forward as his pace suddenly increased, the ex captain knew he couldn't hold back any longer. Not when a hundred scenes played through his mind, all centring around his boyfriend and that cute little ass of his. Throwing his head back against the wall, enough that it echoed throughout his room, Teshima could almost feel the tightness surrounding his cock, as he was already balls deep inside Aoyagi. Holding his breath, rather then moaning out loud, his hips pushed and pulled on instinct forcing him closer and closer to orgasm.

Tithing on the clasp of soiling his sheets, the small beep from his phone nearly went unnoticed. Curiosity got the better of him as he checked the message and felt his jaw drop as he blew a fuse and his load across his hand and stomach.

I came [picture attached]

Small hands coated in white, streaks of it reaching up to his chest, the guilty but pleased look Aoyagi was sending him pushed him over the edge in seconds. Tensing as the final contractions seized his whole body in waves of unadulterated of pleasure, Teshima bit the pillow to stop himself from moaning. Keeping his phone away from the sticky mess, the dark haired boy typed out a quick message, not wanting to keep Aoyagi waiting and thus forcing him to worry.

You're so hotw, im so lucky. Love you so much

Ignoring the grammatically flaws, he looked around sheepishly for something to clean up with. They'd polished off his box of tissues the night before, leaving him with no choice but to use his shirt and to pitch the offending garment in the laundry hamper.

Wiping sweat from his brow and fluffy out his hair, Teshima collapsed into bed. The fatigue of little sleep and missed dietary requirements finally taking its toll on him. Nose to the pillow, tummy to the mattress, he took a long, deep breath and held it for as long as possible. Surrounding himself in Aoyagi smell before closing his eyes and readying for sleep.

The beep of his photo forced him to suddenly search the mass of blankets until its discovery, but fortunately it had been worth it.

I love you too, sleep well.