Nebulous

It was warm in the school, the air conditioning working futilely against the onslaught of oppressive heat that seeped through every tightly shut window, barged through every open door and hung desperately on one's back like a jilted lover. The sweat that collected at the creases and nooks of the summer uniforms was constant in its relentless exodus from the exhausted student's bodies. There was no reprieve in its presence, no relief from the stifling embrace of spring ticking into summer. The tie that hung around Tadano's neck was a gentle noose that pressed his shirt collar tightly to his skin, barely holding barrier to the disgruntled sheen that built up there. The tie ran parallel to those neat buttons that held the the fabric closed, traveling down towards his unbuttoned pants, hem scrunched up and pushed out of the way to the bobbing head that had resided there for the past ten agonizing minutes.

Droning cicadas were punctuated by slow soft slurps, the only noises dueting in the quiet science room equipment closet. It was cramp, too cramp for two people to comfortably stand and much too cramp for impromptu fellatios of nebulous intentions. A whimper built up in his throat, attempting to escape like a death row inmate on his penultimate day. The slight bump on the front of his throat bobbed as he held it at bay, shoved it deeper down in a desperate try to stay as quiet as possible so that he could listen to the sweet song that filled his ears.

It felt so wrong, so deeply alien to be where he was, with who he was. Nothing about the situation made sense to him in any capacity, the implication sending a shiver up and down his spine. Or maybe that was the lips wrapped around the head of his cock. A sultry hum came from that thin mouth, and Tadano couldn't stop the guttural gasp that shattered their silence. Slowly they dipped down to the halfway point before coming back and increasing pressure at the ribbing of the head, blood rushing to the point and throbbing within that slippery prison that had him frozen in place. A devilishly smooth hand walked up his thigh, thumb rubbing circles as the stroking continued. That hand twitched closer and gripped the base of his member, the contact making him twitch as more pressure was held against his most sensitive of sensitives.

It was sensory overload in pure definition, his eyes closed and his head leaned back, puffing gasps escaping his own mouth as he attempted to calm his pumping heart. That slow methodic beat pulsated across his body and seemed to end every throb at the tip of his cock. A tongue came up and circled inside the moistness that surrounded him, snaking out past the bottom lip to create a temporary barrier that trailed down the shaft. Suddenly it was cold, saliva dripping down towards his pelvis as the tongue left him before a hard lick from shaft to tip gave him convulsions. That mouth, that tantalizing wonderful mouth came down and sealed itself around one of his balls, the sensation was indescribable, but as the author I have to inform you that it was, simply put; amazing. A hard suck lead to a trace wetness and there was a halt to everything. He thought his heart could stop.

"Having fun, Ta-da-no-kun?" Najimi purred, voice lilting in a sweet tone that fired neurons like fireworks in his head.

"N-Najimi-san? Please…" They paused and looked up with those big eyes, feigning an innocence that should have been void from the situation completely. Slowly their hand trailed upwards and worked the lingering saliva against the smooth skin of his dick with a rub. They drummed their short yet manicured nails softly against his flesh, their opposite hand coming up and putting their forefinger against their lips, those lips, as if pondering the plea with total ignorance. "Please what? You have to tell me what you want. Haven't you learned anything from Komi-san? Communication is key in any relationship."

"I-I…" Tadano sucked in a breath, attempting to stave the fire that burned across his face, to find some kind of relief from the hellish heat of that closet. "I want to cum. Please let me cum Najimi-san." The grip tightened against him, making him gasp. "Just Najimi. Only Najimi. Aren't we childhood friends Tadano?" He shivered when he heard the dropped honorifics, a tightness building up inside of his gut that twisted in ways that did not make sense.

"Please… Najimi."

Before the phrase had finished leaving his mouth, they were back with their masterful work, sending sweet moist pleasure exploding through his body. He groaned, he didn't care anymore, he just needed to reach that sweet finish line at the ten minute marathon that stretched time itself. Their tongue worked in an overdrive, swirling, licking, and poking his hole that had been painfully leaking the precursor of his great finish. His mind was going blank, the only thing he could do was stare slack jaw as it continued forever onwards. Their head continued slowly creeping down, tongue sliding and oiling his poll as Najimi's brilliant eyes watched him, watched every twitch, watched every pant and groan with increasing focus. Tadano could only lock his eyes on theirs and continue receiving pleasure. Suddenly Najimi dipped further, taking him so much deeper than before, until their nose was brushing against the terse hair that cropped up from his shivering pelvis.

The groan that escaped him came deep from within the base of his chest, rolling out from his throat and shaking his body. The universe opened up from within his brain, a supernova of joy erupting from his crotch. He pumped thick streams, hidden away from sight into the back of Najimi's mouth, his pelvis pumping forward as he slid impossibly deeper into that pink heaven, his first active move in the entirety of the exchange. Najimi let out a surprised squeak that was muffled by the presence of his flesh, but ate up every offering that Tadano could give. They didn't stop their slow sucking and pumping as he emptied himself further and further, impossibly continuing his orgasm in ways he had never experienced before. As the glow dimmed, as the gossiping cicadas came back into focus, Tadano felt an overwhelming, crushing shame fill his head and chest.

Njaimi's mouth made a popping noise as they disengaged from the oral sex, Tadano's dick becoming limp from the power of his orgasm. Najimi patted his member affectionately and tucked it back into his waste band, zipping his fly and fiddling with his buckle as they stood up, head just slightly below Tadano's chin. Najimi tipped upwards on their toes and put a soft kiss on his surprised lips, pink tongue flicking out and touching his and dancing away before he could comprehend the action. There was a tang that he couldn't place in the sweetness of that mouth, and it exemplified that curious feeling even further.

"No mess. No evidence this ever happened see?" Najimi opened their mouth, a pink cavern ribbed with white pearls and stuck out a fleshy tongue showing no trace of their carnal sin. "So nobody will ever know. But-" and now Najimi hiked up their skirt, showing a white pair of panties topped with a black bow, distended and warped with a fleshy protruding member from the band, "This is the only thing left. It's a shame that they will wonder where we've gone if we wait any longer, so we can't do anything about it. I'll have to run to the bathroom and take care of this later. Too bad there's only one hall pass." Coy, sweet, impossibly sexy implications rocketed around Tadano's skull. Najimi smirked and hid their throbbing sex, perfectly concealed like it didn't exist in the first place. Najimi grabbed a few supplies from one of the shelves, cradling it in their arms and tipping the unlocked door back open and disappearing like a memory.

Tadano stayed for five more minutes in that closet before he grabbed his own supplies and went back to third period.

Distinctly there was a moment in his head that replayed like a VCR stuck in an eternal cycle. He was twelve, he thinks, and Najimi is with him in the boy's uniform. Tadano was wearing the prototype of his chuunibyou outfit, the two stuck inside Najimi's house on a similarly warm day, window open and collars loosened. There was some video game on the box TV in their room, he couldn't for the life of him remember what it was, only that if he lost he would surrender his first kiss to his friend. The round lost, the nervous trepidation and the smooth sensation of those lips against his for the briefest moment.

"That was my first too."

"Tadano." Shook from the murky scene Tadano was shocked to find himself in his science class, the teacher tapping her hand slowly on her desk as she addressed him, "The answer?" Standing quickly and knocking back his chair loudly he mumbled out the absolutely wrong answer. Tittering laughs danced around him and he felt a blush wrap around his cheeks.

"No. That is incorrect. Please stop day-dreaming and pay attention next time." With a small bow and a retaken seat he sighed his defeat into the crook of his arms on his desk. After a second he sat back up and looked at the white board, eye glancing to the side at a curious Komi beside him, those slim eyes peering with a hundred silent questions that he would have to field during lunch. For all his will power his mind danced back to the person sitting three seats in front and two to the right of the classroom, head not even turned to see their failing friend's embarrassment. Tadano suppressed a growl of frustration, vexed that Najimi could pretend that nothing had happened not a half hour ago in that dream of a closet.

Tadano knew of course what Najimi was, the extensive internet search of his phone, the deep diving of wikipedia, social sites and blogs had assaulted him in a litany of LGBTQ terminology, theory and discourse. Tadano wasn't sure what the big deal was, and his exploratory internet searches as well as the more recent illuminating experiences of the past few weeks were opening up his own whirling thoughts on his sexuality. Even before, he had had thoughts of boys in his class in indecent ways, the same ways he found himself shamefully avoiding thoughts of the girls, lewd fantasies haunting his midnight hours alone in his bedroom. That part of the discussion, while still confusing and having him question a lot of things in his life, was not the issue. What the issue was, simply, that he had no idea why Najimi had begun these sordid affairs in the first place.

The bell tolled through the class, students hopping up and ignoring the ending speech of their teacher as they escaped to enjoy one of the few sweet breaks they would get in the middle of the school day. Najimi was immediately surrounded by many of their friends, being swept up in a hurricane of action out of the classroom. Tadano let out a pent up sigh and retrieved his lunch from home, an ordinary bento with nothing fantastic in any shape or form inside. Out of the corner of his eye, Komi was pumping herself up in the cutesy way she always did before she was about ask something she thought was impolite or made her nervous.

Tadano-kun, is everything ok? She wrote on her notebook, elegant slants of writing blessing his eyes as she hid behind her stationary. Before he could answer, Manbagi dropped into the seat next to Komi and rested her head on the slender shoulder of the beauty.

"Shoukooooo." She lamented, "Science is hard. Can I see your notes later?" Komi leaned into the touch and nodded enthusiastically, Manbagi sliding her eyes to Tadano and looking away, "Sup, Tadano-kun."

"Hello- I mean, Hey Manbagi-san. We can have a study group before the test if you think that will help." Tadano tucked into his food, half minding the two beautiful girls he was lucky to have as friends. Manbagi turned away and started on her our lunch, "Y-yeah, sure." The two girls looked at one another and shared a silent communication, Tadano pretended not to notice and let them be. Truly he was happy with how the two had become best friends and how they would often share whispered secrets around him, even if the action confused him almost as much as the enigma of Najimi Osana.

The school day passed in a blur of half-hearted learning, a distracted Tadano in a trance as the normal crazy happenstances of Itan High continued and he its unwilling participant. As he found himself at his shoe locker, there was a light tap that sent electricity through his body at the contact. Turning he peered down at the summer uniform clad Najimi peering expectantly up at him.

"Tadano-kun." Honorifics were back with their classmates milling about them, "Let's go to your house. I wanna hang out." There was something in that statement, something that Tadano was not stupid enough to miss, he swallowed a nervous gulp, "Najimi-san, my uh-" He groped for an excuse, anything to stop the horrible confusing mess in his head. "That's fine, but my sister is home. If you don't mind." Najimi gave a roguish grin, "Why would I mind? Hitomi-chan is practically my sister too but-" they danced up next to his ear and whispered, "She's spending the night at a friend's tonight."

Tadano felt the world dip out from below him, only him and the enigma in that small space together. He knew that there were a million things he could say, a million excuses and half-ass lies that could prevent Najimi from coming over, stopping the inevitable clash of their souls from happening. But Tadano did not possess the will-power of a superhuman, after all he was only an ordinary guy.

The shower clicked off and Tadano watched the droplets slink off him in rivets as they fell to the tiled floor. He stared as they marched into the drain in poetic fluidity that only nature could produce. He stared at the half stiff flesh on his lower half, knowing that there was a waiting Najimi in his room across the hall. He shook his head and grabbed a towel, quickly dressing in a shirt and gym shorts. He flicked the light off and traversed the two steps across the hall, the trek taking years and seconds at the same time. Opening the door found Najimi lazing about in their summer school outfit, tie removed and the first few buttons undone. They were on their side, legs sprawled out on the floor as they watched the laptop propped on the table. Najimi's eyes flickered to him as he entered and took a seat beside them. The enigma munched quietly on some candy they had procured from the Tadano household kitchen, making themselves at home like they always did anytime they had come over. Tadano was sitting so stiffly he thought his body would lock up and he would faint.

It was quiet save for the humming of the AC and the droning of the laptop, Najimi refusing to acknowledge his existence in painful silence. These moments stretched and Tadano still couldn't think of anything besides the enigma, eye glancing and peeking and failing at being subtle in any way shape or form. There was a lot to see in the small cramped room. Slender legs flopping about playfully, thick shining hair that sagged slightly with sweat, but most infuriatingly was that slender beautiful neck, so pale and tender, it was turning him into a mad man. He couldn't take it anymore.

"Naj-" They rolled over onto their back, arms sprawling out next to their head as they lay prone, skirt parting slightly and offering a preview to pale thighs. "Yes, Hito-chan?" Tadano froze and exploded red across his skin, "P-please don't use my nickname, I don't think I could survive the night." Najimi snickered into their hand, "The night huh? And what's happening tonight Ta-da-no?" That same slow cadence gave him flashbacks of the science closet, his gym shorts tightening in response. Tadano cleared his throat, "Uh. I don't know what you mean." He looked away and played with the string that drew his shorts together.

"Come here." His head snapped back to the grinning enigma, legs parting slightly as they called him over. He crawled on hands and knees, thigh snaking its way and parting Najimi's legs, hiking that skirt into a very dangerous territory that gave him a buzzing feeling in the base of his skull. Those gray eyes stared tenderly up at him, arms laying so defensively to the side and hands half clasped upwards. There wasn't a moment more perfect than what happened next. Their lips locked in the way they had locked dozens of times in hidden corners, in empty halls, in so many voyeuristic places that could have had them caught and their trysts exposed for all to see. Here, there was nothing but the two of them, and his lips worked hungrily against Najimi's, tongue darting out and dueling with theirs.

A thrust from him answered with a riposte and suddenly Najimi's slender tongue was in his mouth, fighting for purchase inside of enemy territory. Tadano moaned softly and melted into the kiss a little more, stomach dipping and letting his chest rest against Najimi's. He broke away from the kiss and peppered his lips down towards that neck he had dreamed about all throughout the day, sucking softly and eliciting quite gasps from his lover. This was how it had been for weeks, with the event in the science closet being the breaking of a dam. They had never gone past fumbled gropes before, but that agonizing ten minutes and change had shattered that. There was no telling where they were to go from here.

"Tadano." Najimi moaned his name and he felt blood fill his dick to an almost painful hardness, he increased the pressure of his suckling and felt those thin hands trace across his chest. "Tadano. Strip. Now." The boy couldn't obey any faster, lifting himself onto his feet and removing his shirt then his shorts, clad only in his tenting boxers. Najimi crawled out from underneath and walked slowly to the bedroom door, locking the bolt and turning back around, hands clasped behind their back as they beheld the nearly nude high schooler. Tadana blushed and felt his heart rocketing against his chest under that gaze, daring to break the bones and making his chest rise in short gasps.

"Ta-da-no." Najimi drawled, "Would you do anything with me?" Najimi loosened their shirt, undoing each button with maddening slow and dextrous hands, their slender chest becoming exposed as their uniform joined the floor, their pleated skirt being shimmied off to expose those panties being presented in tantalizing light. Tadano nodded dumbly, too quickly to process the request. Najimi grinned and a heated blush crossed their slender face, they drew a hand up their stomach and held their other one out for Tadano to take.

Najimi lead him to the bed and pushed him onto his back, the enigma fumbling with something in their bag before joining him on top, straddling his hips before lowering their butt onto his proud erection. "Just so I'm clear. Anything? I want to have sex with you." Tadano blushed deeply again but nodded in stunned silence, unable to comprehend the event as if he was in a dream.

"Okay." Najimi breathed, fingers slipping into the waistband of his boxers and peeling them down his pasty legs. Tadano watched as his dick popped out, quietly slapping against his stomach. Najimi giggled at the sound and showed the boy the bottle they had procured. Tadano raised his eyebrows as Najimi emptied a lot of the concoction onto their fingers, the viscous fluids dripping as they worked them around their fingers.

"Anything remember? Deep breath." Tadano watched as Najimi took his leg and lifted it upwards, their other hand drifting down before he felt a pressure against the one entrance he had never thought about more than he had right then and there. He gasped as a slender finger entered him, a new sensation of unknown pleasure rocking up to the base of his spine and sending a shiver through his body.

"N-Najimi?" He gave a gasp as another finger joined the first, he could feel his insides tightening instinctually at the foreignness of the sensation. "Just relax Hitohito. Do you trust me?" Tadano shakily nodded through another gasp as Najimi pumped their fingers back into him, "Then just a little patience. There's some work we have to do before you can pay me back for this." Najimi nodded towards their own hard cock peaking from the elastic waist band of their cutesy panties. Tadano blushed but nodded, not even registering what was going on, there was only the soft gasps that erupted from the back of his throat and the slow rhythm of those fingers inside of him. Najimi removed themselves from inside of Tadano and he felt cold at the loss of heat. He lifted his head from the pillow, neck craning as he watched Najimi remove their underwear and reveal their own proud member.

It was longer, but much thinner than his own, there wasn't a trace of hair across Najimi's body, across their toned stomach, up their chest, and especially not around their pubic area. Tadano watched with short catching breaths and Najimi emptied more of the bottle onto their cock, working their hand up and down the shaft as they breathed heavily above him.

"Relax. I'll start slow." Najimi leaned over him, lube covered hand staining the covers beside his head as they propped themselves up. Tadano felt a hot tip press against his entrance, the boy raising his legs up and apart as he anticipated the length. Part of him felt nervous, thinking at how those fingers had filled him so completely before, how was something like that supposed to fit? "Tadano." He glanced back up to the enigma, whose eyes looked at him warmly. They pressed their lips sweetly against his and he relaxed immediately, all traces of fear and apprehension dissolving in that kiss. When Najimi Osana withdrew they solved the riddle that Tadano had been puzzling over for the last few weeks, "I love you."

Najimi slowly thrust into him, a gasp ripping from his mouth as he groaned in a wonderful mix of pain and pleasure. "I'm sorry." Najimi breathed, eyes out of focus as they moaned softly while they went deeper and impossibly deeper. Tadano's voice caught in his throat before he sputtered out, "Oh god. I can feel you in my stomach." He tightened as more pain peaked through the pleasure of being filled so completely. Najimi bottomed out and both of them spent a moment catching their breath, Najimi peppering small kisses onto his cheek and lips as he closed his eyes and tried to relax at the insane sensation he was feeling into his body. His own cock softened slightly, but the feeling of Najmi's length inside was distracting him much more than his own hardness.

"I'm gonna move." Najimi kissed him sweetly and leaned back, hip rocking away and causing Tadano to gasp as the head of his cocked dragged inside of him. Najimi slowly re-entered from the halfway point, sliding across something that sent a rocking sense of pleasure through his body, the noise that escaped from him was so embarrassing and so unstoppable that Tadano hadn't even realized it came from him.

"A-Ah!" Najimi froze in fear before realizing that the moans they heard were of pleasure. Slowly, they built up speed, hot panting breaths filling the area between them as they rocked together. There was a weird disjointed rhythm they started out at, before slowly coming together into a joined speed and pattern. Soft plaps of flesh echoed in the room, Tadano letting more involuntary gasps and moans call louder and louder as Najimi hit that one spot over and over. There was a pressure that built up into his pelvis, he watched as his cock slapped against his stomach while Najimi thrusted harder and harder, their own melodic gasps and moans driving him insane as their eyes rolled into the back of their head.

"H-Hito! I'm going to cum!" The gasp barely registered with the boy, lost in the pleasure of the building and building pressure inside of him, accented by the length that slammed endlessly into him. "I-I think- Najimi! Ah! There! Don't stop!" There was a mind-blowing increase in force on that spot, that insane spot as Najami leaned deeper into their thrusts.

And then the world ended completely for Hitohito Tadano.

Stars and suns and galaxies exploded in his skull as his ass was wracked in a earth-shattering orgasm, his insides tightened impossibly around that hard cock and Najimi let out a stifled scream as they pumped and unloaded their balls completely inside of him. Warm, warm liquid leaked into his already hot hole, and Tadano couldn't stop the shuttering gasps as he fought for a breath that escaped him completely. Najami collapsed on top of him, slick cock still inside as they weakly breathed hot on his chest, their sweat mixing together as they lay in sweet post-coital bliss.

"Najimi?" Tadano whispered after a few moments, deep content breathing filling into his elated heart. They peaked up at him shyly, a deep blush and traces of tears across their face.

"I love you too."

Tadano felt a grin spread itself across Najimi's mouth as they hid their face into his chest moving their arms between them. He wrapped his arms around that thin smooth back and held tightly. They lay like that for who knows how long, Tadano feeling Najimi grow soft inside of him. The solved enigma lifted themselves from him, hands planted firmly against his chest.

"Hito?" They asked quietly.

"Yeah?"

"Was I the first person you've ever had sex with?" Tadano blushed but smiled up at his lover, confirming their suspicions.

Najimi smiled softly, it was the sweetest thing he had ever seen, "You were my first too."

AN: I am not sorry.