I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB!

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Chapter 2

Tamaki frowned at himself in the mirror. The stain would never come out. That girl had done it on purpose. No doubt trying to get him to take his shirt off in front of her. But there was a rule: No shirtless hosts unless the event called for a shirtless costume. And Tamaki loved his rules. The others all followed his rules because they had seen what happened to him when they weren't followed. He hated that part of himself. He tried to put on the face of a carefree teenager, but he felt physically sick and uncontrollably angry when people didn't follow his rules.

Until Haruhi. Something about her got past all of his defenses. She was the only one who could break his rules without angering him. In fact, it amused him. The others thought it was because he was attracted to her, maybe even a little in love with her. But they were wrong. He didn't know why Haruhi was different, but she wasn't the one that made his heart race when their eyes met.

Tamaki sighed and began to unbutton his shirt. Yet another expense to put into the clubs books. At least one of them had a piece of clothing that needed to be replaced every week. And silk shirts weren't cheap.

Tamaki stiffened when he heard the dressing room door open. If that girl had followed her in here she was about to learn a lesson in manner. By having her club privileges revoked. He stepped out of the dressing area he was in and froze. Wide blue eyes looked up at him from the floor. "Nekozawa? What are you doing here?"

"Ahh." Nekozawa stood, his puppet in his hands. "It seems that one of your regulars thought it would be amusing to hide Beelzenef in here. I apologize for not knocking. I didn't know anyone would be in here."

"Is he alright?" Tamaki waved a hand at the puppet. The thing creeped him out. But the bright blue eyes behind the puppet….

"Oh. He looks okay. The last time someone decided to hide him I found him in a toilet. The time before that he was in a closet and someone thought it would be funny to fill him with fish. But he looks okay today." He turned the puppet over in his hands, looking inside it.

"How do people keep getting ahold of him?" Tamaki stared at the older boy. He hated that he insisted on wearing a black wig and covering himself head to toe with a black robe. The boy was beautiful and shouldn't cover himself.

"I leave him in my bag during school hours. He is stolen when I leave my bag unattended. But it's alright. They always leave a note to tell me where I can find him."

"Umehito, why do you always cover yourself? I know you hate the light but…" Tamaki walked to the light switch and dimmed the lights until he could just make out the other boy. "What if it were dark?"

"Where are you going with this, Tamaki?" Nekozawa backed up until he was pressed against the wall. Tamaki walked forward until he was standing so close that his robe touched Tamaki's bare chest. "What are you doing?"

Tamaki lifted his hands and pulled down the hood of Nekozawa's cloak. He pulled off the wig and let it drop to the floor. "There. That's better. Now I can see your beautiful face while I talk to you."

Nekozawa swallowed painfully. "Tamaki. Are you saying you find me attractive?"

"I would have to be blind to not find you attractive." He ran his fingers over the side of Nekozawa's face. "Your skin is so smooth."

"I didn't think you were attracted to men." Nekozawa was finding it hard to concentrate. Tamaki was so close. The number of times he had imagined something like this happening, he didn't image the way his heart was racing.

"I put on a good act. The host club is fun. It's a way to pass the time. But I don't find any of those girls attractive. Several of the boys in this school could tell you that." Tamaki smirked and leaned forward until his lips were an inch away from Nekozawa's. "That is, they could tell you if I hadn't made them sign a nondisclosure agreement. None of them can talk about being with me without risking me suing them."

"And will you make me sign one? If I tell you that I have been attracted to you since the day I first saw you?" His next question was cut off when Tamaki leaned forward and pressed their lips together. He was going to ask if he would be forced to sign it before or after something happened.

Tamaki pulled back and looked into those lovely blue eyes. "I have been attracted to you as well. The real you. Not the Nekozawa hidden under this cloak. I was at a hot spring my father told me about, two weeks before school started my first year here. I saw you there. At night. You would go in with your robe on. I was curious. So I followed you. You turned the light off, lit candles. I thought you looked like an angel hiding his light from the eyes of us poor mortals when you undressed. I hid, and watched you bath. I had never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life."

"Why didn't you ever say anything?" Nekozawa couldn't believe what he was hearing. He went to that hot spring because his father knew the owner and had arranged for the spring to be left open late at night especially for him whenever he visited. He never expected that anyone had ever seen him.

"I didn't know how. I didn't think you would be interested. But I've watched you. I've studied your face on countless occasions. I've never seen you look at anyone the way you looked at me when I came out without my shirt on." Tamaki took one of Nekozawa's hands and placed it on his bare chest. "I knew then that you found me as attractive as I find you. So I decided to make my move." He leaned forward and pressed their lips together. Nekozawa's fingers flexed against his skin for an instant before the boy's body completely relaxed and he melted into his arms. "I want you, Neko-chan."

"Tamaki." He looked into the boy's violet eyes and felt his heart flutter. "I want you, too. But please, be gentle with me."

Tamaki smirked again. "Don't tell me you're a virgin, Neko-chan." When Nekozawa's only response was to blush, Tamaki's face softened. "I'll be gentle. I promise." He pushed the robe off of Nekozawa before turning around and walking to the door. He flipped the lock before moving towards the area he had been using before being interrupted. "Follow me."

Nekozawa followed. What else could he do? He stopped in the entrance and looked over the area. He had never been in here before. The door was always locked. Tamaki had the only key. The area had a full wall of mirrors and an open locker area opposite them. Against the back wall was a one of those European lounge couches. He couldn't remember what they were called, but this one was big enough that it looked like a bed two could sleep on comfortably.

"Come here, Neko-chan." Tamaki was sitting on the edge of the couch, holding his arms out. Nekozawa walked to him and Tamaki put his hands on those slim hips. "First, I have a few rules."

Nekozawa frowned. "Rules?"

"Yes, rules. Just listen. First and foremost, you are not allowed to touch yourself unless I give you permission. That's important. Don't ask why, just know that I hate it when a lover touches himself when I don't want him too. Second, when we have sex, I am in control. Try your hardest to keep your hips still. Third, if you can cum from just my cock in your ass, feel free to do so at any time. But if you can't, I want you to beg me to let you cum. Because that would involve either you touching yourself, or me touching you. Do you understand the rules?"

Nekozawa was bright red when Tamaki looked up at him. "I think so. But as I have never don't this before, I can't promise that I won't move. And I don't know if I can cum just from you being inside me. But I can promise not to touch myself. It's not something I do often."

"Good enough. Final rule, if I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done. I don't like waiting and I don't like explaining myself while in the middle of something. Just do it. If you have questions, you can ask after. Do you understand?"

"I think so."

"If you have any questions, ask them now. If you are unsure about this, say so now and we will stop. We can plan this for another time. But once I have your clothes off, I'm not going to stop. Understood?"

"Yes. I have one question."

"Ask."

Nekozawa stepped back a step and looked at the ground. "Will it hurt?"

Tamaki tilted his head to the side and looked up at the nervous boy. "Have you ever played with your ass?" When Nekozawa blushed bright red and shook his head Tamaki sighed. "It hurts the first time, yes. The muscles aren't used to stretching the way they need to for anal penetration. And I'm not small. But I will make sure you are as prepared as I can make you before I enter you."

"What does that mean? Prepared?"

"I will use a lot of lube and use my fingers to open you and stretch you slowly. That way it won't hurt quite as much when I enter you. But it will hurt the first time. But I will go slowly so you have time to adjust."

Nekozawa took a deep breath and shook his head. "What if I don't want to do that for the first time here? Someone might hear us."

"Unless you're a screamer, no one will hear us."

Nekozawa flamed red again. "That's why I don't touch myself often. The maid has walked in on me twice because I was too loud."

Tamaki smiled. "I love a man who screams." He stood and moved towards the boy. "Alright. No anal here. But you will come to my home tonight, or tomorrow night, and we will do this properly. Agreed?" When Nekozawa nodded, Tamaki took his hips in his hands and pulled them together. "For now, there are other things that can be done. I want you and I want a piece of you now." He pressed their lips together and kissed Nekozawa passionately. He turned them around and walked Nekozawa backwards to the couch, never breaking their kiss.

When the back of his knees his the couch, Nekozawa sat down hard, tearing his lips away from Tamaki's. Tamaki chuckled darkly and began to open his pants. Nekozawa looked up at him. "You want a blowjob?"

"Yes. If you think you'll be too loud, you can wait until tonight. But I want you to make me cum right now." Tamaki freed himself from his pants and he watched as the boys eyes moved down his body and widened as they fell on his swollen cock. "I told you I wasn't small. Having second thoughts?"

To answer the question, Nekozawa leaned forward and licked the drop of fluid from the tip of Tamaki's cock. "It's beautiful." He put his hands on Tamaki's hips and leaned forward, opening his mouth wide to take in that beautiful cock.

Tamaki groaned and put his hands into Nekozawa's hair. "That's it. Go slowly until you have the hang of it." He watched as his cock disappeared into Nekozawa's mouth. And kept disappearing. He groaned and tightened his grip in Nekozawa's hair as the boy's lips met the front of his body. "Fuck, Neko-chan. Where did you learn to do that?"

Nekozawa pulled back slowly until Tamaki's cock fell from his mouth, dripping with his saliva. "Nowhere. But I don't have a gag reflex. I used to make myself throw up a lot. It made it so that I don't have a gag reflex anymore."

"Nice to know." He pulled Nekozawa back to him by the hair. "Get back to it."

Nekozawa smiled and opened his mouth. He moaned softly as the hard flesh slid into his mouth. Tamaki had a tight grip on his hair and was holding him in place while he moved his hips, sliding his cock in and out of his mouth. It was a strange sensation. He had never had anything this large in his mouth before. But he tasted amazing. His cock was leaking precum and every drop lit an explosion of flavor on his tongue. Salty and sweet at the same time. Nekozawa moaned and sucked, trying to get more of that amazing flavor. It worked, the suction pulled more of the precious fluid out of Tamaki's cock. It also made Tamaki moan. He did it again and was rewarded with both prizes again.

"Keep sucking, Neko-chan. That feels amazing." Tamaki stared to move faster. Nekozawa kept sucking. His mouth was hot and wet and he gave just the right amount of sucking to make it feel better than any blowjob he had ever had before. One of Nekozawa's hands slip up his body and brushed over his nipple. A jolt of pleasure shot from the nipple to his balls, causing them to pull up even tighter. "Ughhh…..do that again." Nekozawa moved his hand to play with his nipple. He was gentle, almost hesitating. But the light brushes against the hard nub sent a jolt with each touch.

Nekozawa moaned again. Tamaki's cock was leaking fluid in a steady stream. He wasn't sure whether it was because of the suction or because he was playing with Tamaki's nipples, but he didn't care. His own cock was rock hard and straining against his pants. It was starting to get painful. But he didn't dare touch himself. Not only because of Tamaki's rule, but because he knew that if he did someone might hear him.

"Neko-chan. I want you to open your pants and rub your cock for me." When Nekozawa looked up at him and gave a small shake of his head, his eyes narrowed. "Having my cock in your mouth will muffle any sound you make. Now do it, Umehito."

Nekozawa nodded carefully and obeyed. He used his free hand to pull open his pants. He was so hard that the release from the pressure was painful. He groaned softly and wrapped his hand around his cock.

Tamaki leaned at an angle to where he could see Nekozawa stroking his own cock. "Beautiful. Cum for me, Neko-chan. I want you to cum with my cock in your mouth." Tamaki moved faster, enjoying the delicious suction around his cock. Especially when combined with the moans Nekozawa was producing. Even with his mouth full of cock he was still surprisingly loud, and all he was doing was stroking. Nekozawa was right is asking that they not have sex in this place. He couldn't wait to get the boy home to see just how loud he would be with a cock in his ass.

Nekozawa moaned loudly and pulled his head back. "Tamaki. I'm gonna cum."

"Good." Tamaki pushed his cock back into Nekozawa mouth. He boy stiffened and Tamaki shoved his cock all the way into his mouth just as the boy screamed. Tamaki watched as ropes of creamy white cum shot from Nekozawa's cock. The sight was enough to push him over the edge. He pulled back enough so that when his own orgasm hit he would fill Nekozawa's mouth. "Get ready, Neko-chan. Get ready to swallow." Tamaki fought to keep his head from falling back as his orgasm roared through him. He watched as Nekozawa's eyes widened, his mouth filling faster than he expected. But the boy swallowed, once, twice, three times. And he didn't spill a drop. Tamaki was insanely pleased. He pulled out of Nekozawa's mouth and bent to kiss him. "Good job, Neko-chan. You did perfectly."

Nekozawa smiled and licked his lips. "You taste good."

"I'm glad you enjoy it. Because I enjoy blowjobs. That won't be the last time you suck my cock." Tamaki put his pants back in place and moved to one of the lockers. He pulled out a clean shirt and slipped it on. "You should arrange yourself, Neko-chan. I need to get back out there. I have no doubt that everyone is wondering what it taking me so long."

Nekozawa stood and rearranged his clothing. He went into the outer area and picked up his robe and wig. He turned to go back, only to find Tamaki right behind him. He was pressed against the wall again, his mouth being ravaged. He moaned and dropped what was in his hands so he could wrap his arms around Tamaki.

Tamaki pulled away. "You have the most amazing mouth. It's even more amazing with the taste of my cock in it." He smiled and bent down to pick up Nekozawa's things. "You know where I live?" When Nekozawa nodded, Tamaki gripped his chin and looked into his eyes. "Do you have plans tonight?" He got a head shake in response. "Good. Be at my house tonight. At 8pm. Plan to stay over." Nekozawa nodded. Tamaki kissed him again, savoring the flavor of his own sex in his mouth. "See you tonight, lover."

Nekozawa flinched as Tamaki opened the door and light flooded in. He quickly covered himself again. He stood for a while, trying to compose himself, before he gather up Beelzenef and left the room.