Early chapter! The writing of this story is complete (it's 16 chapters), so in celebration, have one sooner than expected.
Incredibly weird sexual stuff in this one (erm I'm a bit odd), hope it's not off-putting. I can see some of you are getting worried. It's just some harmless voyeurism, really.
As always, my thanks, and I don't own the real people, the fake people, or any knowledge of Tomo's real personality. I just make him snarky and dickish because I find the contrast with his sweet look funny.
UNTOUCHABLE
Chapter 12
True to his word, Daisuke returned the following morning to find his student looking rested and calmer. Knowing his boyfriend pretty well by now, the tutor correctly guessed that Takumi was already feeling cooped up. Therefore he arrived with a picnic basket and a suggestion they take today's lesson to the nearby park. The boy was delighted, and Tetsuya consented, so the couple stowed their books in a tote bag and headed off.
The day was beautiful, cool and dry for the summer, and in sunlight Takumi was even more radiant. Daisuke couldn't stop staring at him, smiling at his young lover's way of waving to squirrels and butterflies. It would have been perfect, had they just been able to hold hands, but this was Takumi's neighborhood, filled with people who spoke regularly to his parents.
They had the park nearly to themselves, and spread out a blanket in one of the picturesque wooden gazebos, shaded from the sun. Sipping iced tea, they worked on reviewing for the next day's exam. Takumi was more excited about the evening's double-date and worried aloud whether Tomo and Keisuke would like him.
"From what they've heard of you, they already do." Ha. Kei's already begging for a foursome. "I already have my homemade spaghetti sauce and meatballs simmering, and guess what's for dessert?"
You, I hope. "The famous cheesecake?"
"Yep. It's been good enough to keep Tomo in my life."
"Are he and Keisuke-san going to get married?"
"Married, babies, white picket fence, all of it."
"Is that what you want too?"
"If I have you, I'll be happy. Do you want kids?"
Takumi shrugged. "I never thought about it. But...the idea of having them with you is nice."
"Don't worry about it yet, baby, that's a long way off. Let's go over calculus now."
They took a break for lunch. Daisuke had packed chicken salad, grapes, celery sticks filled with peanut butter, and marble fudge pound cake. Takumi pouted playfully.
"Are you trying to fatten me up?"
"Yes, actually. I had an ulterior motive for bringing you out here. Have some more peanut butter, you need the protein. Okay, I've decided I'll feel less terrified for you if I teach you some self-defense. Has anyone ever taught you any?"
"Only a little in school...but then, I couldn't really handle being touched."
Daisuke leapt up, offered a hand to Takumi, and brought him out to the grass. "From what you've said about Hatake, he's bigger and stronger than you."
"Yeah, he's a big jock, taller and pretty broad."
"We need to get some more weight on you, baby. As it is, you probably wouldn't be able to, say, push him off if he got on top of you. So we need to start with moves you can pull off against someone stronger."
"Okay," Takumi said willingly.
"My favorite move against an unequal opponent is de-ashi-barai, the forward foot sweep. It's good for when someone's in front of you with their hands grabbing you. All you need is strong legs, and I know you have those."
"I do?"
"I've felt the muscles myself," Daisuke said softly, and the boy gave him a coy smile. "Come here, I'll show you. Are you okay pretending I'm him?"
"Yeah, I'm okay."
"All right. So, say he comes at you like this." Daisuke gently grasped his upper arms. "He'll be trying to get his body closer to yours. When he steps one foot forward, you bring your foot up as hard as you can and slam it into his leg right...here."
Daisuke demonstrated, but slowly and without force. "Okay, now try it on me."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"If you're able to, I'll be glad, trust me. Try it."
Takumi did, but half-heartedly.
"Come on, harder."
"I will if I have to, but I can't on you."
"Please, baby?"
"But..."
"Just pretend I'm him. The adrenaline from the fear will make you stronger."
"But...it's you."
"Baby, do you trust me?"
"Of course."
"And you'll forgive me?"
"For what?"
Daisuke, hardening his heart, tightened his grip on the teenager's arms and pressed forward, invading his space and pulling him roughly closer. Instead of doing the judo move, Takumi whimpered and struggled. Daisuke let him go at once, feeling terrible.
"I'm sorry, honey. Are you okay?"
"Uh-huh. It's fine, I get what you were trying to do."
"Will you try the sweep? For me?"
Takumi sighed. "Okay."
They stood close together, and Daisuke lightly held his arms and stepped forward. Takumi, with all the strength he could summon up, slammed his turned foot into the lower part of Daisuke's calf. With a cry, Daisuke lost his balance and fell, but he quickly and happily laughed.
"Excellent!"
"Did I hurt you?" the boy asked anxiously.
"A little, but thank you. You've made me feel better." Daisuke stood up with a wince. "Got a bit of a sore leg now, but I'll be fine. And this might be just enough to give you time to get away if you need it." Please God let him never need it.
"Do you think I will?"
"No," Daisuke said firmly. "Not while I'm around. Okay, moving on. Have you ever punched someone?"
"No." Takumi looked pained. "Please don't make me punch you, I can't."
"I just want you to punch into my hand, and I'll catch your fist. Will you try?" He smiled affectionately as Takumi clenched his hand. "Thumb outside, not inside, or you could break it. Good. Now aim for my hand..."
Takumi pulled his fist back and let it fly forward into the waiting palm. There wasn't a lot of force in it, but more than one might expect from such a slight boy. Daisuke praised him and had him do it again several more times, until he felt satisfied Takumi's punch could at least stun. Then the tutor suggested he pretend to attack and Takumi try to fend him off.
Takumi laughed. "If anyone sees, they'll think we're crazy."
"It'll look like what it is, trust me. If it gets back to your dad, he'll be happy, probably. In fact, you should tell him I'm teaching you self-defense. He might worry less."
"I can't believe he threatened me with a bodyguard," Takumi groaned.
He didn't have much success knocking Daisuke down, though he was able to dislodge him once. After that, Takumi made a face and asked if they could go back to reviewing.
"If you'd rather do schoolwork than this, you must really hate this," Daisuke laughed as they headed back.
"I just don't like violence."
"I saw a few 'Cops and Bandits' games by your XBox. You don't fool me."
"It's different with fake people."
"You'll be able to hurt Hatake if you have to, right?"
"Him? Oh, yeah."
It was like a dream for Takumi after all the recent stresses, being out in the warm floral air, sitting together with the most handsome man on Earth, who loved him and favored him with frequent and fond smiles. Even discussing calculus and alleles couldn't ruin the golden-afternoon feel of it all. The boy inched closer and closer to Daisuke until they were sitting pressed close together, and the tutor often stroked his hand, and once even gently caressed his cheek.
After a while, Daisuke shut his book and smiled. "I think you're ready for the test. You're so smart, I know you'll do great."
Takumi scoffed. "I'm really not."
"I saw your school transcripts, and I know your work habits. You study, but not a crazy amount. You've done as well as you have, Mr. High Honor Roll, because you're so intelligent. It's one of the billion or so things I worship about you."
A tear trickled down Takumi's cheek.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Honestly nothing. You just...make me so happy. I never thought I was capable of feeling so much love for anyone."
"My angel." Daisuke traced a heart on the top of Takumi's hand. "Ready to go back?"
"Yeah...but I wish you didn't have to go."
"It's to get ready for our date. I'll be here at five to get you."
"Should I bring anything?"
"All I want is you, baby."
Takumi looked away and blushed at the heat in that voice.
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Takumi was literally trembling with fear all the way to the apartment, and Daisuke had to hold his hand and reassure him the whole way that it would all be fine.
"Warning, Kei has a tendency to flirt, but I told him to tone it down or I'd castrate him."
"Isn't he with Tomo-san?"
"Yeah, but they're both understanding and highly appreciative of beauty."
Takumi pouted; he didn't like anyone but Daisuke thinking him beautiful.
"And they know you're haphephobic, so they won't jump on you. If they try, use the forward foot sweep."
"They'll really like me?"
"Tomo's already planning our wedding. Do you like powder blue or magenta better?"
Daisuke had to keep an arm around Takumi on the elevator because he worried Takumi would faint. The boy swallowed two compramin, not caring that they would make him tired, and smiled shyly as they entered the apartment. Two men got off the couch to come meet them, one handsome and older with dyed-auburn hair and sensitive eyes, the other boyishly lovely with a noticeably beautiful mouth. They smiled warmly at him.
"Takumi, this is Dr. Kato Keisuke and my doctor-to-be old friend Yanagishita Tomo. Kei, Tomo, this is Hayama Takumi, my...well...everything."
"Hajimemashite, Kato-sensei, Yanagishita-san," Takumi said with a low bow.
"Please, call me Tomo."
"And me Kei. Anyone so special to Dai-chan is a friend of ours."
"God, you are fucking beautiful."
"Tomo."
"Sorry. Forget I said that. Takumi-kun, I made strawberry lemonade, come try some. I love to be complimented on my few culinary skills."
Laughing nervously, Takumi followed Tomo to the kitchen. Keisuke turned to Daisuke and shook his head.
"Sorry about my boy-toy. But pictures do not do that kid justice."
"Try not to flirt, okay? Takumi is fragile."
"Ha. He's handling you, he must be strong. But I won't make any requests for group sex, other than what we discussed."
"Thank you." I hope we're doing the right thing. "Look after him while I finish dinner, okay?"
While Daisuke pottered about in the kitchen, he had a clear view of his friends sitting in the living room with Takumi. As much as by his beauty, the young men were charmed by the boy's polite but sincere questions. Keisuke was a jovial man who was always happy to talk about his recent surgeries, and Takumi had once taken an anatomy class and was able to ask in technical terms for more details.
"In my last one I had to reconstruct almost an entire occipital bone. That's - "
"The one above the back of the neck?"
Kei smiled. "Most people don't know that. Are you thinking about medicine as a career?"
"I don't think so. It seems so stressful."
"Oh, a little. I play Metallica while I work, that helps. Do you like music? Dai-chan said you used to play the violin."
"We'd love to hear you sometime," Tomo said.
"I don't play anymore, but if I take it up again, I'll play for you. Tomo-san, are your studies going well? Dai-chan says you're top of your class."
"Oh, it's easy," Tomo said breezily, "long as you don't need sleep. Dai-chan caught me over-tired once on a hot day and got me to dive starkers into the big campus fountain. Nearly got expelled, but God, it felt nice."
"Wish I'd seen it," Kei chuckled, rubbing Tomo's knee.
Takumi smiled, feeling gratefully comfortable. "If it's okay to say so, you guys make a nice couple."
"Thank you, darling," Tomo said. "You and Dai-chan are quite lovely too. I always knew he'd snag someone sweet. Did he ever tell you about the time he stayed up all night marathoning 'Death Note,' and almost missed his Abnormal Psych exam?"
Takumi laughed. "He just introduced me to 'Hetalia.' Did he do well on the exam anyway?"
"Best grade of the class, of course. As expected of Dai-chan."
"Are you enjoying working with him?" Keisuke asked.
"I've never had so much fun in school. He's an amazing teacher."
"And as good a boyfriend?"
Takumi shifted shyly. "He's perfect."
"He says the same about you. It's nice to see Dai-chan in love, he very nearly floats when he walks. I hope you'll be his date to our wedding."
Takumi smiled. "Are you getting married soon?"
"Technically it'll be a civil union," Tomo said casually, "and we're thinking spring, when the cherry blossoms are out. I know it's cliche, but I love them."
Takumi was excited for them and asked many questions about what the service and reception would be like, wanting to know what they would wear, giggling when Tomo dryly said he couldn't wear white. Keisuke envisioned aloud their future, a cozy house, a front-porch swing, honeymoon trips every year.
"And hopefully you and Dai-chan next door."
Takumi smiled wistfully. "I would love that. Do you want kids?"
"Of course. To play with yours."
Daisuke called them to the table which was decked out with spaghetti and meatballs, warm garlic bread, and fresh steamed broccoli. He poured wine, juice in Takumi's case, and four of them toasted their relationships and first double-date. The room was full of warmth and laughter, and Hatake was barely in Takumi's mind at all, even whenever he stopped the fun to call his father. He was so clearly having a good time that Tetsuya never kept him long.
More conversation followed with the promised chocolate cheesecake drizzled with caramel syrup, which tasted like heaven to Takumi. After they all pitched in to clear the table, Keisuke spontaneously turned on the radio, grabbed Tomo, and started to dance Daisuke bowed formally to Takumi, and asked him to do the same. They had never danced together before, but moved easily, as though one being. When the second song started up, another ballad, Keisuke tapped Daisuke's shoulder.
"May I cut in?"
Takumi nodded bravely, and accepted Kei's hands lightly on his waist, putting his own hands on the surgeon's shoulders. Keisuke's kind face smiled at him, and Takumi shyly returned the expression. Beside them, Tomo and Daisuke were bizarrely swing-dancing to the love song, complete with picking each other up and dipping. They separated, went to their boyfriends, and danced the same with them, all laughing, until they ended up a tangled heap on the floor.
They moved themselves to the couches, and the mood seemed to shift into something serious, Kei and Tomo eyeing each other with lust. Daisuke took Takumi to the kitchen, and looked so serious the boy got worried.
"Is something wrong?"
"Not at all. Just...Kei and Tomo asked me to convey an offer to you. You can say no and no one will mind."
"What is it?"
Daisuke scratched his ear. "Well, I think I may know why porn's doing nothing for you."
"Eh?"
"In porn, it's just actors fucking without any real feelings for each other. But you're sensitive, and romantic. I think you need to see something real to know what it's really like."
"I don't understand." But he thought he did.
"If you want, only if you want, Kei and Tomo are willing to...demonstrate intimacy for you."
"They'd really do that?"
"Yep. Interested?"
Takumi considered, weighing the awkwardness against his curiosity. He was intrigued, since they were both so attractive, and he could learn from it how to please Daisuke better. And...it just sounded hot. The boy bit his lip and nodded. When they returned to their seats, Daisuke settled Takumi between his legs and gave Tomo a pointed nod.
The med student winked at Takumi, grabbed Keisuke by his tie and pulled him in for a kiss. The pair plainly wanted one another desperately, but they kept it gentle and as slow as they could. Clothes were shed quickly, with neither seeming to be at all shy. That made sense to Takumi, as their bodies were amazing, white-and-honey, slender, somewhat muscled and without flaw.
Daisuke rubbed Takumi's stomach beneath his shirt as they watched, occasionally going up to tweak the nipples. His other hand cupped Takumi through his pants and stroked, and it was half-sexual, half-comforting. Takumi felt a growing hardness pressed against his bottom, and rubbed against it a little. He felt pleasantly warm, and the tingly feeling was there as he watched.
In no time, the performers were hard, and slicking each other's cocks with a clear gel lubricant. Tomo stood and positioned himself to slowly lower himself onto the awaiting length. Kei brought him onto it gently, and Tomo showed signs of only a little pain. Takumi's breath began to hitch as the cock disappeared and the young men groaned with pleasure. Tomo's eyes rolled up and went white, and finally he was sprawled over Kei's lap, catching his breath.
The medical student looked so beautiful. a faint sheen of glowing sweat all over him, pretty lips damp and parted, undulating like a golden-skinned and flushed serpent. Keisuke looked hungry and eager to thrust, but he waited until Tomo's whimpers were clean of hurt, then took his hips in hands and began to guide them up and down.
"Fuck, fuck, yes," Tomo moaned.
"Babe, you feel so fucking good."
Takumi's head was pounding without pain, only pressure. He was having that feeling again, that intense need to have something inside him. He saw Tomo's slickened cock was bobbing furiously as he moved, and Takumi, to his surprise, kind of wanted it, though he only wanted Daisuke. His hand joined Daisuke's on his crotch and moved it feverishly, making it stroke the soft organ as though it could get him off.
At the same time, he rubbed roughly against Daisuke until the elder came in his pants, and in the midst of this high he was feeling from watching Tomo and Kei, who were both climaxing, Takumi had a strong feeling that this time was different. Maybe, finally, he could get hard for his lover.
Catching their breath, Tomo and Kei had become the spectators, watching with interest as Takumi frantically stroked himself. He found it not at all bad, actually titillating to have an audience.
Daisuke kissed his ear. "What do you want, my baby?"
"Need...in me I need something in me..."
"Do you want to go in the - "
"No."
Takumi, in a rare show of physical strength, moved so he was laying on the couch with Daisuke on top of him. Takumi struggled to get his pants down, but his hands shook too much, so Daisuke ripped them off, and the underwear.
"In me in me - "
"Fingers only."
"Anything!"
Tomo tossed the lubricant over and Daisuke hurriedly spilled it over his hand. He didn't do his preferred prelude of circling and playing with the entrance, instead gently sliding the first finger in immediately. Takumi sighed with relief, but the empty feeling lingered.
"More, more..."
"Relax, baby, I'll take care of you."
Another finger. Together they found the prostate and moved against it as hard as Daisuke would let himself, always careful about not hurting his lover, but God, when he was needy and moaning like this, Daisuke wanted so badly to just take him. Takumi wouldn't refuse in his current state, but their first time could not be with an audience. Especially an audience drolling as much as Tomo and Kei.
"Fuck me fuck me..."
There was just enough room for his ring finger, just enough for all three to surround the pleasure gland. They nearly fell out in shock when Takumi's penis twitched on its own, and stiffened. Not all the way, but noticeably a little. Takumi looked at it with wide eyes, and Daisuke's jaw had dropped.
"Baby, are you okay?"
"D-Dai-chan..."
"Don't be scared. It's good, right?"
"I can't believe it," Takumi panted. "Please...could you...touch it?"
Continuing to jab the prostate, Daisuke took the organ in his other hand as gently as one would pick up a newborn. Takumi pushed himself down on the fingers, then thrust up into the encircling hand, and kept this going, back and forth. The sounds coming from the boy were like nothing Daisuke had ever heard, almost animalistic, ecstatic wailing, a mix of joy and confusion and even a little fear.
Takumi was shaking, his penis hardening almost to full. Inside Daisuke's head, a voice was saying, "Oh my God oh my God oh my God," without end. He's hard, he's really hard, he's doing it.
I'm doing it I'm scared the pressure is everywhere God it feels so good it's building...
Takumi threw his head back and cried out in rapture. Daisuke jerked hard and the boy seemed to be climaxing, but though the organ deflated, nothing came out. Even so, Daisuke continued to pump it until Takumi sank boneless into the cushions, catching his breath with closed eyes. Daisuke re-dressed him, and lifted the drained body onto his lap and cradled him. Eventually the boy opened his eyes.
"Dai-chan?"
"Baby?"
"Did I..."
"I think so," Daisuke said with a grin.
Movement, Tomo had approached and kneeled down beside them. "Takumi-kun, what you just experienced is called a dry orgasm, a climax without ejaculation. It usually is caused by something physical, but in your case, whatever caused your haphephobia may be the reason. I think this is a sign you can have a normal orgasm, eventually."
The boy smiled tiredly. "Thank you, for this."
"Thank you," Keisuke said sincerely. "You shared your first time with us and that's a big, big deal."
He slowly, giving time for refusal, lifted Takumi's hand to his lips and pressed a lingering kiss there. Tomo did the same.
"I'm glad we were able to help you, dear," he said with a gentle smile that was rare for the sarcastic medical student.
Takumi struggled to sit up; Daisuke helped him, and though the boy thought he should be humilated to have been seen in such a private act, he just felt content. And tired. And safe. He leaned again his boyfriend, sighed to feel arms around him, and let his eyes shut.
To be continued.
Yes, I know this was weird. Humor me and my perversity. :)
