Chapter 13
"You keep eating like that, your boyfriend's never gonna take you back," Serenity teased. "You got a buddha belly!"
"We didn't break up, twerp, he has to work," Joey replied. "And if any boy can ever manage to look at you without looking through a hole in a shoebox, then you can tell me how to keep a boyfriend!"
"Ha, ha. So funny I forgot to laugh."
"Uglygirlsayswhat?"
"What?"
Joey grinned. "Yup. What I thought."
"What did you say?"
"Nope. Not tellin'."
"MOM! KAT'S BEING A JERK AGAIN!"
"Kat, stop teasing your sister," Mom yelled from the other room. "Rennie, stop goading your brother."
"See?" Joey grinned. "She knows."
Spending a day at home, wrestling with his sister over the remote was nice. But it had been two weeks since Seto'd said he needed to focus on the office and Joey was beginning to worry a bit.
He didn't think it was a lie. There had been a lot of phone calls about Seto doing stuff with Joey when he was supposed to be at the office. But after only two weeks, Joey was so horny he was jacking off several times a day. Plus, he really was stress eating. His belt had already expanded a notch.
Joey had spoken with the soccer coach and it was too late to officially join the team for the season, but he was gonna let Joey be an alternate. He could practice with the team and if someone got hurt or suspended, Joey could be a replacement.
It would be good to be back on the field, Joey thought. He did miss the game. And, as he thought about it, the guys. It had never occurred to him how much the team touched each other. Hugs, back rubs, butt pats - all 'manly' acceptable sports-related touching that would have been considered feeling each other up anywhere else! It was all non-sexual before. Now, Joey wondered, will it be different because of Seto?
It sounded kind of creepy, actually, the thought of some other guy stroking his ass or something. It would be a whole lot more fun if Seto were on the team. He could stroke more than just my ass….
"Ok, kid," Joey flipped his sister the remote. "I got a test on Monday."
"Better pass or he really won't take you back!" she teased.
Joey locked his bedroom door. There was a test, but the pressure he was feeling wasn't educational.
The idea of Seto on the soccer team lit Joey's overactive fuse. He unzipped his pants and began stroking himself. Seto would look seriously hot in shorts. Joey could see him in the locker room, sweaty from playing, pushing Joey against the shower wall. Both cocks balls deep inside him, while his beau's long slender fingers stroked his dick.
Joey's hand was a blur as he fantasized. When Seto was in a mood he could get rough. After a game, maybe he'd push Joey down on the field. See how deep he could go. See how wide. See how many places two cocks could fit. They'd never tried both cocks in one hole, but the idea made the boy quiver. They couldn't both squeeze into his v, could they? But they did it in pornos, right? Seto talked him into trying a position from a porno once that made Joey come hard, fast. Maybe Seto could slide both barrels up his ass from the back. From the back was so, so hot, so deep….
Joey bit his pillow trying to smother his groan as he came. He lay on the bed panting for a moment before grabbing a box of tissues. "Fuck, I really miss him." He wiped his hands, his cock and his eyes.
Then he re-dressed and headed to the kitchen for a snack while he studied.
Soccer would be just the thing. It would take his mind off Seto and his hands off the cookies.
xXxXxXx
Seto woke up early.
School… and then nothing.
He'd managed to put out all the office fires. He'd taken Fujiyama to an exclusive Hostess Club where Seto was well known. They drank to excess and if Fujiyama believed the women and their outrageous stories about Seto's prowess, that wasn't his fault. Then Seto had re-signed two US contracts - one with a large increase in the profit margin. The ROI had slipped while Seto had been obsessed with Katsuya, but it was now back up to an acceptable level.
So Seto had informed his secretary that he was taking the day off. Unless there was an emergency, he would be available by phone or email only.
He showered and shaved. He debated going to Katsuya's apartment to pick him up, but reasoned that they would probably not make it to school if he did. They hadn't fucked in Katsuya's bedroom yet….
Seto put the idea out of his mind. He needed to go to school. They could see each other soon enough.
But when he arrived, Katsuya wasn't in any of his usual places.
Seto finally saw one of Katsuya's friends - the white haired transexual boy - and stopped him. "Where is Jounouchi?"
"Oh! Kaiba-senpai! You quite scared the life from me."
"Where is Jounouchi?"
"Joey? The football field, I expect. They have morning practice."
"The football field?"
"Well, yes." He looked a bit surprised. "Surely you knew he played. Quite lovely in his uniform, too. I should think he'd have told -"
Seto walked away. Football would explain those gorgeous thighs and that taut abdomen. But Katsuya hadn't mentioned joining any team. In fact he hadn't mentioned playing at all.
And Seto saw why Katsuya hadn't mentioned the game when he got to the field. The American did look utterly divine in the uniform, running back and forth. And he seemed to have exceptional skills. The team cheered when he kicked in a goal from midfield. Morimoto hugged him. Several other boys patted him on the ass. They were all very affectionate. Too affectionate for simple teammates.
'Well,' Seto thought as he headed to his classroom, 'I see he was able to remain 'occupied' while I was unavailable.'