"Ahhh…"
He hoped Seryou didn't hear him. He prayed that the tiled walls were so insulated that whatever ridiculous noises he made would only reverberate back to him. What kind of a guy was he anyway? How could he let some freshman make him feel this way?
Yet there he was, leaning against the blue-tiled wall of Seryou's bathroom, his pants unzipped and his achingly hard member, now slick with pre-cum, weighing heavily in his hands.
He trembled.
He began rubbing slowly, knees starting to give way beneath him.
He thought about how Seryou had grabbed him, how he had whispered those dirty words in his ear, how extremely hot he had felt…
"Ser..you…."
It was all too much. His hand picked up a faster pace as he sunk on to his knees.
"Nnnnnn…"
On the other side of the door, a furiously blushing Seryou listened to the moans of his boyfriend as he jerked off. He let his head fall back onto the wall as he slumped against it, wanting so badly to burst into the bathroom, push the boy up against the wall, and bang him till he screamed.
"Damn it..." He groaned, starting to feel his own member begin to swell.
"Ha…ah…ah…"
No don't do it, please, don't say it…
"Seryou!"
"Fuck!"As soon as the obscenity left his mouth he covered it with his hand, hoping that Yuzuru hadn't heard him.
But Yuzuru was too lost in his orgasm to even notice the sound of footsteps walking into another room, the slam of a door, the squeak of a shower handle. None of these noises seemed to reach his ears.
All he could hear and see and think about was Seryou. And then he decided.
Tonight, he is mine.
Unfortunately, our dear uke is unaware of the fact that he is, in fact, the uke. Ha.
He'll realize it soon enough. I promise. ;)