Disclaimer: This is an M rated story, not meant for anyone under the age of 18- it will involve adult content. This is a fanfiction based off of the anime Free! and it is based around the main characters of the show, no original characters. The adult content featured here is male on male/homosexual, if that offends you, then please take note of that and don't read it.

Chapter 2: Deeper

In a different part of town, plenty of boys were already in the water, and had been for a couple hours. It was practice time for the Samezuka Academy swim team, and even on Saturday mornings they didn't slack off. Their captain insisted it was for the best, but many of them had their doubts. However, complaining about swimming on a Saturday morning wasn't something Matsuoka Rin ever did. No, he liked his swim practices. They enabled him to grow stronger, get faster, beat his records, and excel. But it was never for the sake of the team. Rin had wanted to prove himself to his late father, to Haru.

He had thought that he had done that at nationals, when he had swam with the Iwatobi swim club and won the relay. Yet, Rin felt incomplete. He had been. . . Inadvertently ignoring his friends from Iwatobi these past couple weeks, not sure of his feelings. Just because they swam in a relay together, did that make them all close friends again? Part of Rin yearned for the friendship he once shared with them. The other part of him was so used to the solitude that he preferred his isolation. Although, he was never truly alone. Almost always, whether at practice or in the dorm, Nitori seemed to hang off of Rin's every word and action, always looking towards him for guidance. And usually, Rin didn't have any sort of problem with that. Sure, the kid was clingy, but he had a lot of potential as a swimmer.

With a sigh, Rin looked up. He had been sitting on the bench, his body slowly drying off as practice drifted to a stop. Most of the guys had already left, leaving for the locker room a little early because they had plans in the afternoon, or later that day that they needed to attend to. Shaking his head Rin stood up. Everyone else was leaving now, though. Seijuro had blown the whistle, everyone was scattering.

Picking up his duffel bag Rin was instantly bombarded by the ever eager Nitori. "Hey, Rin!" He said with a smile, catching up to his longer strides. "Great job at practice today."

Rin nodded. "Ah, yeah, same to you Nitori." Swinging open the door to the locker room Rin made a beeline to a more secluded spot to pull off his swimsuit. Finding a spot to his liking, Rin tucked his duffel bag into a locker for the time being. Normally Rin took his time in the locker room, getting undressed, showered and changed. The showers here were less private than those in his dormitory, but they were bigger, and Rin liked that. He spent a few minutes loitering about, dwelling in his thoughts about the different times he reached in practice today before finally stripping off his swimsuit and wrapping a towel around his waist and walking towards the showers.

As he approached a shower stall, a sound caught Rin's hearing. It was faint at first, but still noticeable. Like the sound of someone gasping softly, or panting. Rin crept closer to the source of the sound, a few stalls down from where he had been planning to rinse off. The sound grew as he got closer, and Rin hesitated. Most everyone had already changed and left after practice, or simply had just left to go back to their own dormitories. The only other person he had seen around... Was Nitori.

Rin smirked. Nitori was playing with himself in the shower! The idea made his member stiffen. Rin thought of the last time he had caught Nitori in the act, hardening even more.

A sigh escaped Rin's lips. He had had a long day. Swim practice at the crack of dawn followed by a long work out session. Then that was followed by a full day of classes, studying, and finally he was returning to his dorm close to midnight. It was one of his busier days of the week, a day where he was scheduled to practice and workout. His muscles ached, his eyes strained to stay open in the dimly lit hallway. Fumbling a bit Rin managed to successfully unlock his door, walking into his room. He slung his backpack onto the floor and was about to turn on his desk lamp when he saw it.

Nitori was on his top bunk, laying on his back, his stiff cock in hand. Every few moments a small whimper or gasp would escape his lips. Rin, stricken with overtiredness took a few moments to process what was happening. Then he grinned. Nitori hadn't even noticed him walk in yet, he was so into it! "Yo, Nitori," Rin said smoothly.

His eyes shot wide open, hand still grasping his exposed cock. "R-Rin-kun! I.. I-" Rin chuckled. He could tell Nitori's cheeks were a deep red, even in the darkness of their room.

"Oh, Nitori.. You dirty, dirty boy." Rin's eyes couldn't get away from Nitori's throbbing cock, still in his hand, even if his body was trembling. Rin could feel his own cock grow hard at the sight, a soft growl escaping him. "Let's play, Nitori." With a playful gleam in his eye Rin pulled Nitori off of his bunk and situated him on the bottom one, so he was looking up at Rin wide-eyed. Straddling over him, Rin pulled off his own shirt, running his hand down Nitori's bare chest until his hand was over his cock, stroking it, causing Nitori to whimper.

"Senpai.. W-What.." Rin placed a finger against his lips.

"Shh, Nitori. Quiet, now. No talking, got it?" He got up abruptly and went to his desk, rifling around in the drawer for a moment before returning. Quickly and smoothly Rin bound Nitori's wrists together above his head, and tied his ankles to the end bed posts. "Now, Nitori," he said to him , his voice soothing, eerily calm. "I'm going to show you what happens to dirty boys who play with themselves." With a grin that showed off all his teeth, Rin leaned over Nitori and nibbled his neck, listening to him whimper.

Rin shook his head. That hadn't been the only time he had been...intimate with Nitori, but it had been the only time they had gone all the way.. And every time he had been like that with Nitori... Rin couldn't shake the heavy sense of guilt that plagued him afterwards. He could never figure out what exactly caused it either. An image of Haru flashed through his mind's eye and his heart began to race. Suppressing a frustrated growl Rin decided to skip his shower, rushing back to clothe himself again and return to his dormitory.