A/N: I'm not the best at writing sexual things but I did my best
Chapter 17
Locker Room Pleasure
The final bell rang. A bunch of students jumped out of their seats, homework and notebooks in hand. They rushed off like a herd of wild animal towards their lockers. They made it seem like going home was the most important thing to do, always rushing to get to the train station or to get inside their parents car. Kise really didn't get to experience the excitement of going home after a long day. Since the beginning of the school year, he never got the chance to go home whenever, except when practice was canceled, did he have the chance to know the enlightenment of it all was, right after the last bell, right after he steps out into the courtyard, right after he reaches the train station, right after he knows he came enjoy the bright early day right in front of him and go home to have endless hours of not being rushed to do so many things and not have to rush to enjoy the few hours he has before he has to go back to the mundane schedule he's forced to follow.
Kise waited until everyone left the room, including the teacher who leaves two minutes after the bell. Kise stood up. He did this every day. Kise felt that rushing along with everybody else was a waste of time and it was. He would have to wait and struggle to get his things into his locker, everyone was crowded together only because the lockers were right next to each other and the abundance of kids was a force. So one day, when he was finishing his classwork the bell rang. Kise was too concentrated on his paper that he being Kise, missed the fact that the class left. When he finished, finally looking up, he saw the empty classroom, in a state of panic he rushed outside, to find that there were barely any students then. That's when it occurred to him to look at the clock and so he did. When he saw that it was five minutes after the last bell, he soon realized that rushing off with everyone else wasn't necessary. That's how he go the idea and the habit to wait until everyone left, it make his life easier after that.
Kise made his way over to his locker. The hallway was mostly clear, except the few kids still rushing to get their things or the few kids who were waiting outside a teacher's classroom because they got a detention. He started to fiddle with his lock, missing his combination three times in a row. Kise let out a 'tch, placed his books on the floor, grasping the lock with both his hands and finally pried the thing open. Once he removed the lock off the thing it was latched on to, he threw it into the locker. He reached inside, grabbing his book bag and throwing it onto the floor, closing his locker again, forgetting to lock it. Kise crouched on the floor, harshly throwing his notebooks and papers inside, not caring if something gets bent. Once he closed his backpack, he swung it over his shoulders and started to walk.
Kise walked slowly. Passing his hands over the dull wall tiles, feeling the rough texture under his hand. The sensation was soothing, it calmed his mind in a way he didn't know how. Kise was tired. Mentally, physically drained of any will. He didn't feel like going to practice, but he had no choice, if he didn't show up today, he might not know if there was a going to be a game tomorrow and the ones who don't show up for practice the day before would not be able to be in the game and Kise couldn't have that. So, he let out a sigh, kept walking, rubbed his hands over the tiles until he had to turn the corner. Kise turned his body, quickly touching the wall, to his disappointment the wall was smooth. It was nice, but Kise like the rough tiles better. He would think that the school would choose between having their walls with rough tiles or having it smooth paint, but that wasn't the case.
A few minutes later, Kise stood in front of the locker room door. He let out a sigh, stretching his body before he grasped the door handle opening it slowly. Half of the basketball team were inside changing, but not the people he usually associated with. Kise quietly passed by each of them, going to his locker near the corner of the room. He opened his locker door since it was unlocked. Looking inside, Kise could see the abandoned lock on the floor. He let out another sigh, before setting his backpack on the locker's hanger. His gym bag was still inside. He never really took it home with him, but after toady he knew he needed it, mainly to change the clothes inside and to wash them. Kise opened his gym bag, taking out his long black shirt, with dark blue short. His black sneakers were inside and that's when Kise remembered the ones he bought, the ones he left at home. Kise swore he was forgetting everything, he didn't enjoy that. Once he took his things out, he started to undress. It took him a while before he was able to undress in front of a lot of people, but now it wasn't such a big deal.
Once Kise was done changing he grabbed his sneakers, sat on the floor and started to put them on. He was fairly concentrated with them, but he didn't miss the group of guys that entered. They came in as if they were a gang and Kasamatsu was their tiny leader. Kise looked at all of them, never saying anything, sensing that they weren't in a good mood. He put his head down, putting on his last shoe.
"Did you hurt your legs?"
Kise rose his head to see Kasamatsu towering over him, he let out a small no. Then suddenly his knee cap was stuck by his foot, hard. "Then get your ass out of my way!", Kise was going to say something but contradicted against it. Kise shook his head, 'What a mood swing' he though. He got up from is position on the floor and moved over about an inch. He looked up at Kasamatsu, but the smaller boy just stared at him, quirking an eyebrow. Kise sighed again and moved about a foot away, then Kasamatsu moved.
Kise eyed Kasamatsu for a few seconds, letting out a scoff. He changed his attitude pretty fast, it had been about 7 hours since Kise saw him in the morning but still, it was a total 180 and Kise couldn't help but smile like an idiot at it. Once Kise was done putting on his shoes, he stayed sitting on the floor, playing around with his phone, waiting until practice actually started. Their practice usually started around 3:00 or 3:10 pm, it was 2:47 at the moment and Kise really didn't want to wait in the gym by himself, well he wasn't by himself , the other freshmen and sophomores were inside already, but he just waited until his upperclassmen finished, they were his teammates, so what was the harm in waiting up for them.
It was pretty quiet inside the locker room. No one really said anything or tried to in fact. It seemed like the weekend tired them out, or the school day just mentally drained them. Even Hayakawa was silent. He didn't try to get anyone pissed or irritate Kasamatsu. Kise only wondered what pissed them all off.
When the four boys were done changing, Kise hopped up to his feet. He started to pace back and forth, waiting until they moved out into the gym and trying to get some energy back into his body.
They were taking their sweet time on purpose. Kise could see that they also didn't want to practice either, so they casually talked with each other, moving about half an inch each time. Kise scratched the back of his head not knowing what to do in this situation. It wasn't that Kise wasn't close to the members, it was only that Kise had learned after months of being with them, that if one of them were made they really didn't feel like talking about the reason why and Kise was one of those people that thought talking about their problems was better than keeping them bottled inside. And so, Kise tried to avoid talking to them when they were mad.
Kise started to turn around in circles, trying to find anything to do while they moved into the gym. He was starting to enjoy himself, getting dizzy. When he tried to stop, he started to fumble around, bumping into the lockers and benches. Kise then bumped into something, but that something moved, in a state of panic he touched the lockers, forcing his body to stop moving and when he finally regained his proper vision he looked up to see a pissed Kasamatsu staring right at him. He backed up a few inches, preparing himself for the beat down he was going to get, but it never came, instead Kasamatsu turned his head around and cussed at him, loudly. Kise could hear his upperclassmen snicker and make jokes. All Kise could do was let out a large smile and back up a few more inches. Kise made sure Kasamatsu couldn't see him, he then made a nasty face at him.
The moment Kise was finally able to walk into the gym, he let out a groan of dissatisfaction. The gym was humid and it didn't help that they only had a few fans. There were other clubs and sports teams that had an array of them, but the basketball club has only about 2 or 3 and they don't do much to help the situation. Kise thought that Kasamatsu and his upperclassmen did this on purpose. There are spare fans from a few sports teams that don't use them anymore or from the clubs that don't meet for a week or a day or even a whole month. The boys did complain to Kasamatsu that they had the permission to take them, they asked the other clubs, sports and managers, all of them gave the consent that they can, but he always said the same thing- There's nothing we can do about-. Well, yes there is, and it's called taking them. The upperclassmen just wanted the freshmen and the sophomores to suffer during the spring and summer.
Kise had been in the gym for ten minutes now and he could already feel sweat pour down his forehead, neck, simply everywhere. He passed by one of the fans, a few people were crowded around it, taking in the cold they needed before they pass out. A temptation hit Kise to run up to it and stuff his face right in. Kise clenched both his hands into fists, knowing it was something he was forbidden to do. Around the beginning of the school year, when it was still moderately hot, Kise was a new recruit, they worked ten times harder to prove what they had to offer to their new teammates. During one of their breaks, Kise was fuming and sweaty, he found one of the fans in the corner of the gym and casually walked up to it, sat down, hung his face a few inches away from it, feeling the cool air hit his hot and sweaty face. Kise enjoyed the coldness too much that he never noticed the whistle being blown indicating their break was over.
He stayed there, face planted on the fan, one of his teammates called to him, but before he could react a basketball was thrown at his head and Kasamatsu was blaring at him from across the gym, since then he was forbidden to touch the fans or go near them in general, if he felt too hot he had to go to the bathroom and splash his face with water. Kasamatsu said it would only be until fall kicked in, but Kise knew he forgot, but at the same time, he didn't want to take the chance.
So, Kise mournfully walked passed the fan, heading towards the white line. Once he was there, he felt the sensation of passing out. Glancing over at the fan made him second guessed himself. He uncomfortably moved around his place, he then decided that he didn't care anymore, he needed the fan, badly. But before he walked to it the whistle was blown and Kasamatsu came forth. Kise let out a grunt, he felt like he could cry at any moment. Kasamatsu went over the roster, making sure everyone was there.
"Do some stretches along with 5 laps around the gym," he said, not looking at them. A lot of the boys groaned including Kise. Kasamatsu looked at them, "Don't start complaining. You do this every day, did you forget that I do it too...Want me to make it 20 instead". He got no responses. Kasamatsu let out smirk, "If you don't mess up," he said, looking right at Kise when he said that, "I'll probably end practice early...PROBABLY" he said, before placing his clipboard on the ground and joining the boys who found a spot to stretch but, staying close to other team members.
While stretching, Kise wasn't in the right of mind, well that was what he told himself. Every time he did a new stretch he would look over at Kasamatsu. Kise swore that small man was a sin. Every move he made, every inhale and exhale he did sent a throbbing signal to his groin. Kise tried to look away, but every now and then he would glance over at him and die. Kise knew it was the heat that was fucking with his brain, but he couldn't do anything to stop it. It was painful, he couldn't take it. Kise tried to do some breathing exercises, it did nothing to help.
Kise collapsed to the floor, letting out a weird sound, a sound that got the attention of everyone. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Kasamatsu give him a death glare. "You okay there, Kise," he said, voice monotonous
"Yes..." Kise replied. "Then get your ass off the fucking floor and give me 10 laps for disrupting along with the 5 were doing"
Kise opened his mouth but never let anything out, instead he dropped his head, before letting out a groan. Kise thought the laps would help him calm his head. He slowly got up from the floor, went to one of the corners of the gym and started to run.
He felt the running help, a little. It cleared his head for a few minutes, only a few minutes. When he finished, he spotted Kasamatsu digging for a basketball in the cart they put them in. Kise could see his shirt go up, reviling his back and only that, just that made Kise died once again. Kise harshly slapped both his hands to his cheeks repeatedly. He let out a groan, cracked his neck and went back to do whatever drill Kasamatsu said to do.
It wasn't easy, the heat, it got to everyone and Kise could see it was getting to Kasamatsu too. His face was starting to get flushed red. That made Kise remember Saturday and remember the way Kasamatsu was on top of his lap, face red, breath labored. Kise groaned, slapping his hands on his cheeks again, this time, harder. He knew practice was going to be much harder.
Once practice was over, Kise was a sprinkler. Sweat was pouring out everywhere, his hair was drenched, he shirt was soaked and he knew that foul smell could only be coming from one place. The moment he got home it was straight to the shower he told himself. He wasn't the only one, though. Everybody on the team was drenched in sweat. Everyone was groaning, taking in hard breaths of air, gasping loudly along with complaining about the pain they were feeling. Kise was sitting on one of the benches that was near his locker. He had a water bottle in his hand. It was half way full, the other half he drank it. Kise badly wanted to throw the water he had all over his head so he could cool off but his arm wouldn't move, his body was done just as if it malfunctioned the moment he did his last stretch or the moment he sat down on the bench and all Kise could do was just sit there, trying to regain strength in his body to be able to move to his locker. Most of the boys had left, but a few of them stayed behind, still trying to catch their breaths and regain strength back into their bodies like Kise was. Kise did notice that Kasamatsu didn't walk out of the gym yet. Kise looked over at the few boys that were left, there was at least 8 of them give or take, he didn't know why he wanted them to leave so he could stay behind with Kasamatsu, but Kise knew it had to do with the way his head was fucking him up during practice. He really didn't want to take advantage of a man who is probably weak like the rest of them. If he was able to keep his shit together long enough, he'll have to give himself a prize later on.
About ten minutes later Kasamatsu walked into the locker room. His face was still flushed, still out of breath. By the time Kasamatsu returned, everyone who was in the locker room before had left, leaving Kise alone to silently wait. When Kasamatsu walked inside, he gave Kise a small glance. Kise looked down at his hands, then at Kasamatsu. Kise felt that Kasamatsu had a different presence after practices, Kise liked that, he was different, well not so much different but it felt like it, Kise just couldn't explain it.
After Kasamatsu opened up his locker, Kise could see that he was making no effort to change or, at least, to change in front of him. Kise didn't like the thought of it. He doesn't have to be so cautious of him, it's not like he was going to do something bad...well he was thinking of it ten minutes ago...
"Senpai~", Kise said, but he got ignored
Kise wanted to make some conversations, just to pass the time.
"Senpai~" "Senpai~" "Senpai!" "Senpai!"
Every time Kise called out to him, he got ignored. That put him in a foul mood. "Hey can I ask you something," Kise said after giving up on calling out to him. Kise saw how Kasamatsu let out a heavy sigh, letting out a groan as a response. "This is a very serious question. I swear!"
The moment Kise said that Kasamatsu turned his body about ninety degrees, leaning up against his locker door. He rolled his eyes on purpose then looked over at Kise with an annoyed face. Kise let out a smile clearing out his throat. "Senpai...do you have mood swings?" Kise plainly asked, face evident of laughter. Kasamatsu had to mentally rethink the question. He looked at Kise, the boy was trying his best not to laugh. It took all the will in his body to not kick the shit out of Kise, or senselessly beat his face. Kasamatsu let out a loud sigh before answering Kise in a strained voice. "NO," He said.
Kise showed a surprised face, "Really! Well, I though you did you know because of this morning.."
Kasamatsu squinted his eyes at him. "What? What about this morning?" he defensively asked. Kise let out a sigh, putting his hand over his mouth out of instinct, " Oh...You were all sweet and nice this morning, but now you're all grumpy and mean and not fun" Kise said, blowing some of his hair out of his face.
"Are a fucking moron of course I am. This is practice, you have to take it seriously. It's way different for that nasty shit this morning". Kise then pouted, "But your attitude towards me..." he whined.
Kasamatsu placed his fingers against his temples. Rubbing them out slowly, "Same shit"
Kise suddenly jumped off the bench, scaring the smaller boy and himself from the strength his body randomly regained "I KNEW IT!" he yelled. Kasamatsu gave him a nasty look, "Knew what?"
" I knew it didn't seem right. You being all nice and understanding. I knew it, I knew it, I fucking knew it. There's no way in hell, you would've been that nice! Saturday was like hallelujah but today seeeeet it off. I KNEEEEW IT!"
Kasamatsu let out a sigh, rolling his eyes again. "Sorry for trying," he said, turning around finally taking his sweaty shirt off his body.
Kise let out a grunt, "Okay, okay, sorry", he said. Kasamatsu didn't respond. He bent down looking through his backpack, fishing out his uniform, he then let out a sigh. "You don't have to change in front of me if you don't want to"
"I am not going to go on the train, all drenched in sweat...fuck" Kasamatsu fumed. "Why are you mad?"
"I don't want to dirty my uniform- Why do you care, why am I answering you?" Kasamatsu turned around to look at Kise. "Go home!" he said.
Kise let out another grunt. "You...know I have another shirt in my bag. I can lend it to you if you want" Kise said shyly. Kasamatsu didn't say anything in return just as Kise expected. He was going to sit back down but Kasamatsu turned around, standing up, and motioning his hand for the shirt. Kise let out a smile and walked over to his locker. It was unlocked as usual. He picked up his gym bag, and plopped out a shirt he had left there for weeks, haven been to lazy to take it out.
Once he got it out, he turned to Kasamatsu, waving it at his face. Kasamatsu reached for it but Kise pulled it higher and away from him. "I need payment" he casually said.
"Excuse me?" Kasamatsu responded in an irritated voice."I like this shirt. It's comfortable, a good size, makes me look good. So I want to make sure that when I give it to you, you will take good care of it and return it by tomorrow, the same way I gave it to you" and Kise meant what he said. Kasamatsu stared at him. "Are you serio-"
"Yes. I am serious"
Kasamatsu took in a sharp inhale of air. "I swear to fucking...F.I.N.E. What. do. you. want". Kise was taken back. he didn't expect him to actually agree, he thought he was going to be in a pit of rage. Now, Kise had the chance to do whatever he wanted, well not whatever, but do something or make him do something...
It was hard for him to chose, but he had one in mind. "Okay. ummm.. come over here and give me a kiss on the cheek"
"WHAT! You are doing this on purpose aren't you, you fucking ass" Kasamatsu spit out at him. "Nooonoooonooonooo. I'm serious, or do you want it to be something more...grand...maybe more sexual?" Kise simply answered. "I mean...we practically made out Saturday, so a kiss on the cheek is NOTHING~" he added.
Kasamatsu sneered at him. "I will kill you after this bullshit"
"Hey! If I wasn't here you would have been in a struggling situation...be nice!"
"Fuck yourself"
"You could do that for me"
"...I swear to god". Kasamatsu let out a groan, walked over to Kise, shaking his head. "Bend down"
"No," Kise said.
Kasamatsu looked pissed. He started to stand on his tippy toes, trying to reach Kise's face, but he couldn't reach. He tried harder, literally trying to stand on the top his toes as hard as he could, he pushed his hands onto Kise's shoulder, trying to get leverage from them. Kise was pushing his head back on purpose and Kasamatsu didn't seem to notice. Kise knew that if Kasamatsu stood on his tippy toes he would 100 percent make it easier to reach his head and he wanted to have a little more fun. Kasamatsu tried and tried and tried, but he could never reach. He went to the last option. He went on top of Kise's feet, giving himself enough height to reach, at that point he knew what Kise was doing. So, he took his hands off his shoulders and moved them to grasp his face, harshly pushing it down to his. Kasamatsu was able to reach, he shyly planted the kiss on his cheek and Kise got the chance to wrap one of his arms around him. He went and leaned his face down further, turning it and purposely kissing Kasamatsu on the mouth.
Kasamatsu jerked up when he felt it. He tried to push back but Kise was holding him tightly. He pushed and pushed, until Kise himself had to move before Kasamatsu fled out of his arms and attacked him.
Kise managed to move to the bench he was previously sitting on. "Okay. Stop struggling. I'm sorry"
"Sorry, my ass. I knew it!" Kasamatsu formed a fist and hit Kise in the stomach with it. "Really. It just happened by accident!"
"..."
"Okay. It didn't, but-but-but-but but-but-but, AHHHHHH"
"Whine all you want. Get your nasty hands off of me"
"No" , "Kise...I swear"
"No". Kise then wrapped his other hand around Kasamatsu's naked torso. He pushed him in the middle of his lap and placed his head onto his shoulder. "Let me regain my strength like this"
"What strength...what strength!"
"You don't understand. It was hard. I was weak during practice today. You were so...hot. I'm sorry but it's true. I think it was the heat...and since you said I couldn't touch the fans...it's technically your fault. So take responsibility.
"Responsi- You fucker. Do you think I care about that shit...It would've been better if you passed out and died"
"Ouch! That hurts my feelings. Don't be like that. I might just take advantage of you so watch what you say!"
"Like I give a shit, you pussy"
Kise let out a puff of air. He raised his head off Kasamatsu's shoulder. He took one of his arms and unwrapped it, he then took it and went up to Kasamatsu's nipples pinching them without warning. Kasamatsu jumped at that. "I'm seriously horny and I'm taking all my will power right now to...". Kise unwrapped his other arm, letting him go. He then lightly pushed him off of his lap and tossed his shirt to him. "I'll go home now. I'm sorry...I just don't have a stop button do I?" he said
Kasamatsu started to put on the shirt, while Kise went to his locker, grabbing his gym bag and backpack.
"You know, it's okay. I...it's not like it's something that never happens to people"
"I know. I'm not embar- I don't know. I feel like if I would've made you do something you didn't want to do and I wouldn't be okay with myself if it did happen. Can't make many mistakes...right?"
"Right...Even if you feel like that, I know you won't make that same mistakes. I mean you stopped yourself right now right, that deserves a pat on the back. It's just like for me. I'm trying my very best to not beat the shit out of you"
"You are?"
"...Yes, I am. I restrained myself from beating your ass when you bumped into me, along with the fact that you didn't say sorry. And, I've only hit you once today, that is a miracle" Kise smiled. "Well yeah, it is, but how many swears have you spit out at me in this fifteen minutes period?"
"Do you want to change it. I'll try to not to swear, but I can hit you all I want" Kise shook his head. He placed his things on the floor and strolled down to sit on the bench again. He really didn't want to go home, but if he started to do something, he knew he was going to regret, he'll force himself to leave. He really didn't want to screw things up.
Kasamatsu turned back to his locker. He bent down again, pulling out his school pants. He stood up and started to take off his shorts. When he did, Kise couldn't see his underwear. His shirt was too long for Kasamatsu and so it draped over them, falling down about half an inch from his knees. Kise found that cute, him wearing his shirt that barely fit. Kasamatsu proceeded to put on his pants and shoes, he then put his other clothes into his gym bag. He went and grabbed his things, locking his locker afterward.
"Okay," he said, walking up to Kise. "I...I don't give you enough freedom to do what you want...Saturday, it's okay. AND I'll overlook those god damn hickeys, did you know how hard it was to cover them up you asshole"
Kise looked away. "Sorry, I couldn't help it"
"Sure...SO, I'll give you a chance to do whatever you want, if you follow my rules". Kise had to restrain himself from standing up, "Are you serious?" he said, face evident of surprise. "Y-Y-Yes...BUT after you do this, you can not and will not talk about anything sexual to me, ask me to do anything sexual, ever again"
"EVER AGAIN, WHYY!"
"Because I wouldn't let someone do shit with me unless I was dating them. Simple as that"
"What? Hey no, you're letting me d-"
"This is your last chance my friend after that is hands off"
"No. That's not fair. I barely ever got to try"
"Oh well"
"No NO, oh well! That's noooott fair!"
"Don't cry to me, geez, your really thought it was going to be easy?"
"Maybe...Please, Please no"
"Don't beg"
"Wait, then let's date"
"What"
"Yes, let's be in a relationship together"
"Listen here Kise. I don't care if someone is pretty, or if they're smart or whatnot to date them, I care about their personality and frankly...you have a personality I hate. Which means, you and I, will not work out, at all"
"No, you can't just say that! I may have a personality that you don't like, but it's just because every little thing I do sets you off, so you cannot base your judgment by the way I act around you, You never know if I'm like the perfect...well not the perfect but a great match for you. And didn't you enjoy yourself Saturday...so like..."
" I did, a little. You may have a point, but...I do not date..."
"A guy? Of course not, I know that. Can you try? I'll make it worth while? Please" Kasamatsu turned his head away, letting out a sigh. He took his hand and rubbed the back of his neck. "Why don't you wait. Wait until I feel comfortable enough, then maybe you can ask me again. But you can't mess up, you can't act out of impulse and you have to, HAVE to give me space, all the space I want!"
"OKAY! OKAY!"
"Oh god, this drained all the fucking energy I had. I should just go ho-"
"No, You said" Kasamatsu let out a grunt. He placed his things down onto the floor and moved over to the bench, sitting down a few inches from Kise. He then turned around so his legs draped over both sides of the bench, Kise did the same. "Listen, when I say stop you stop" Kasamatsu warned. Kise simply moved his head back and forth, showing that he understands.
Kise moved his body a little closer to him. Once he was satisfied with the distance, he moved his hands onto Kasamatsu's shoulder, rubbing them up and down his neck looking right at his eyes. Kise could've gotten lost in those eyes. They were a fairly bright blue that captivated him and he couldn't help but stare. That made Kasamatsu bit his bottom lip and looking away from Kise. He didn't enjoy the staring, it felt weird to him. He didn't know why his heart was pounding as it was and why it wouldn't stop. He hated being nervous and in this type of situation wasn't any better. He could feel his breath labor and the rubbing Kise was doing didn't help, it sent weird sensations to him, that if he described them would turn his mind into a mess. He hated it, hated badly, he didn't want to like what was happening, but his body was betraying him in every way. He just wished Kise would hurry up and get it over with.
Kise leaned forward and gave finally gave him a kiss, a chaste kiss. Kasamatsu didn't give out a reaction, he didn't want to, so Kise went ahead and gave him a more forceful one but Kasamatsu tried his best not to move, tried his best to not give out a reaction. Kise took his hands off Kasamatsu's neck. He placed them on top of Kasamatsu's thighs rubbing them up against his groin and around his inner thigh. This did earn a reaction from Kasamatsu, a good one. It was a reaction that wasn't hard to miss, a faint little whimper of a moan. Kise let out a small smile, he moved closer to him, kissing the corner of his mouth
"If you don't want to kiss that's fine. I'll move along"
Kasamatsu let out a whine. Kise then moved his lips down to his neck, placing soft kisses here and there. Kasamatsu jerked his shoulders up, "It tickles" he said. Kise ignored him. He continued to give him kisses, once in a while sucking and biting. Every time Kise bit his neck, Kasamatsu let out a small moan. Kise wondered if Kasamatsu knew the sound he was letting out.
Once Kise was satisfied with the small hickeys he left behind, he moved away, commenting on them. "Geez, why can't I stop with the hickeys" with that said Kasamatsu shot his hands up to his neck, "You little" Kise then took the advantage to put one of his hands up Kasamatsu's shirt, lightly passing his thumb over his nipple. Kasamatsu bit his bottom lip again to surpass his voice. "Are you sensitive here?"
Kasamatsu shook his head no, but the moment Kise rubbed his thumb harder against them he let out a moan. Kise let out a laugh. "Don't hold your voice back," he said, amused by the situation. He then lifted Kasamatsu's shirt up to his shoulders, making sure his arms were out of the holes. He then made Kasamatsu lay down on the bench. The bench was thick enough to lay down on, or at least, thick enough for Kasamatsu. He never said anything, still petrified with the sound he let out and in a way that made things easier for Kise, even if he didn't want to admit it. He scooted closer to him, took both his legs, wrapping them around his waist. He then leaned down, pressing his head against Kasamatsu waist. He gave him small kisses from the waist up to his chest. Once he was there he took the chance to lightly lick Kasamatsu's nipple. This earned Kise another reaction.
'Wait" but Kise didn't, instead he licked it again. He took the other nipple into his fingers, rubbing, pinching, tugging on them.
Kasamatsu couldn't help but moan. Every time Kise licked or rubbed, he would tighten his legs around Kise's waist out of pleasure. He tried his best to restrain his voice, it was useless. He felt weak and overpowered by an annoying younger kid. "Stop! IT!" he said, as he tried to push Kise's mouth off his nipple. "You're nooo fun"
"You don't get full access"
"Why not?"
"Do I have to repeat myself...Now get off"
"Um, wait...I need help"
"Help?" Kise let out an awkward smile. He pointed towards his groin. Kasamatsu took in a sharp inhale, he started to shake his head no, "I'll help you, too" Kise added on. "I...do you not know how to do it yourself?"
"I do"
"I'm not going to do it then"
"Please, I can't go home like this and neither can you" Kasamatsu let out a 'tch. "If you talk about this, TO ANYONE, consider yourself a dead man"
Kise nodded. He grabbed Kasamatsu's hand, pulling him up from his laying down position. "On your knees," Kise said. Kasamatsu reluctantly moved, placing both his knees on the bench. Kise grabbed his arm, putting it behind his neck, he then took his other arm and grasped Kasamatsu's pants, tugging them down along with his underwear. Kasamatsu's dick sprang up and he let out a whine of embarrassment. Kise lightly took it in his hand, earning a hiss from Kasamatsu. "Okay, sit back down" and Kasamatsu did as he was told. Kise let go and stood up pulling down his pants and underwear. He sat back down, taking Kasamatsu's hand, motioning over to his erection, Kasamatsu opened and closed his hand a few time before taking Kise's dick into his own hand. He let out a shaky breath, firmly taking hold of it. Kise went back and took Kasamatsu's erection into his hands. He slowly started to move his hand up and down, Kasamatsu mimicking the same actions. They let out small moans and hissing from the pleasure that was unfolding.
Kise took his free hand up to Kasamatsu's chin, lifting his head up, then proceeding to give him a kiss. This time, Kasamatsu moved his mouth along with Kise. Slowly as time passed by their kissing got deeper and hotter while their hands moved faster and faster.
At one point Kise stopped kissing him. Once he did that Kasamatsu laid his head down onto his shoulder, letting out whimpering moans. Kise moved his hand into Kasamatsu's shirt again. Finding his way up to Kasamatsu's nipple, slowly rubbing it in small circles, earning a tremble from the smaller man, and a loud whine. Kasamatsu ceased any movement he was doing. "Sorry..." he let out. Kise stopped his movements also. He looked down to see white thick liquid spread over his hand and small drops falling onto the bench. "It's...It's okay" he responded. With he free hand he made Kasamatsu let go of him. He slowly released his hand from Kasamatsu's flaccid penis, getting up from the bench. He walked over to his stuff on the floor, getting out his white school shirt, cleaning his hand with it. While he was there he took the time to take care of himself, he didn't really want to make Kasamatsu finish him off.
Setting the shirt back into his gym bag, Kise stood up, pulling up his underwear, then his shorts.
He turned around to look at Kasamatsu, who had done the same thing, along with taking the liberty to clean the bench off. "Well..." he said. Kasamatsu cleared his throat, "Let's not talk about it, please. Let's just go home", Kise let out a small okay. He watched as Kasamatsu slowly rose himself from the bench. How he got his things from the floor, he didn't turn around to face Kise, but he did say bye before walking out the door.
Kise let out a grunt, passing his hands through his hair. He stumbled over his things, hitting his head on the lockers, "Shit!"