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Koutarou saw the notification flash across the top of his phone as Hajime and Osamu pushed their way past and into their apartment first, it’s a miracle they hadn’t decided to fuck right in the elevator. Tetusrou and Koutarou being trapped with them certainly didn’t stop how the two had their tongues shoved down each other’s throats and hands in places that god wouldn’t approve of.
They left in a wake of giggles and hushed whispers while Koutarou tapped on the text from his best friend currently up in Tokyo... and awoke at quite the late hour. It wasn’t uncommon for Keiji to be up at odd hours of the night thanks to his insomnia, but he did have an early class tomorrow morning.
Koutarou assumed the three photos attached would perhaps be of Keiji’s dinner or Kenma’s cat being cute or a silly meme that Keiji spotted on twitter... literally anything other than what had Koutarou freezing on the spot. He didn’t hear the click of the door locking behind him nor did he acknowledge how a drunk Tetsurou nearly crashed into the solid wall of body blocking his way.
“Oya, whose cute ass is that?”
Koutarou let out a small yelp and went to hide his phone against his chest as Tetsurou’s tall self was leering over his shoulder, “no one.”
“Bro, I’ve already seen their ass spread out for the camera, give up the goods,” Koutarou now understood why people called Tetsurou’s stupid smirk punchable.
Koutarou relented nonetheless, holding the phone out so they could both see the nude photos that Keiji sent to him, he’d never seen Keiji in such an intimate state and honestly never imagined he would in a million years. Tetsurou let out a low whistle that had Koutarou jamming his elbow back into Tetsurou’s stomach, this was Keiji , not some random girl begging for Koutarou to notice her.
The first photo was of Keiji in a fluffy pink, short bathrobe with long legs on display and slender fingers toying with the sash around his waist, they were standing in front of his body length mirror. The robe was opened up in the second photo, showing off his gorgeous, lithe body underneath, it was clear that they still took care of himself after quitting volleyball.
Koutarou’s attention was immediately drawn downwards to Keiji’s pussy, the dark pubic hair was neatly trimmed and Koutarou soundly ignored Tetsurou’s snicker as Koutarou zoomed right in on that section of the photo. Koutarou was fairly fucking sure if his brain wasn’t swimming with alcohol, he’d snatch Tetsurou’s keys and drive the six or seven hours it’d take to get to Tokyo and fuck that pretty smile right off of Keiji.
The final photo had Keiji turned around, showing off their delicious ass and the... what the fuck, is that an owl tattoo just above his ass? When did Keiji get that, how long did he have that, why didn’t Koutarou know about that and what did he have to do to get his tongue on it?
Keiji was peering over their shoulder, his ass was pushed out and all Koutarou wanted to do was get on his fucking knees and devour his best friend whole... god, what the fuck, who gave him the right to be so ethereal? The two males were stuck staring at Koutarou’s phone, taking in the utter beauty of their polite and well mannered kouhai... who apparently had the bright idea of spontaneously sending Koutarou nudes?
Keiji never even showed an interest in Koutarou... he’s fairly sure that Keiji’s type aligned more with Tetsurou than himself. Koutarou tapped out of the photo to finally take notice of the caption that was at the bottom of the picture.
Keiji: missing you, ‘samu 💞
Oh.
Oh...
“Oh...” Tetsurou voiced Koutarou’s thoughts, “... well, shit. Mister Onigiri is a little busy right now, maybe you can be his replacement?”
“No way!” Koutarou nearly shouted, “these aren’t even for me, I shouldn’t be looking at them in the first place.”
“Bit too late for that one,” Tetsurou snickered as Koutarou glared back at him, then went to shove his phone back into his pocket.
“I’ll just pretend I didn’t see them.”
“That’s pretty fuckin’ lame of you,” Tetsurou said, “you know what I’d do if I got Keiji’s nudes?”
Tetsurou’s answer came in the form of a lewd gesture involving his fist and humping the air.
“I’m not going to jerk off to nudes that are meant for someone else, that’s like rude, or breaks some kind of rule?” Koutarou replied, “ and wouldn’t Kenma get pissed at you?!”
“Probably, if I didn’t share them with him too...” Tetsurou said, “I’ve got to buy him a cute robe like that, damn, he’d look fucking edible.”
“Yeah well... that feels like a shitty thing to do, Keiji took these for Osamu and it just wouldn’t feel right... I wasn’t supposed to see him like this.”
“Dude, dude , you’re fuckin’ overthinking it,” Tetsurou clapped a hand on his shoulder that Koutarou was tempted to flick off of him, “do you hear that? Do you think that Osamu is reminiscing about his ex while getting his ass fucking railed by Hajime? Or... maybe it’s the other way around, I don’t know.”
Koutarou did not want to hear the steady thump of Hajime’s bed against the wall, but this place was small and the walls were terribly thin, “now you can pretend that you didn’t jerk off to those pictures, Keiji won’t know any better, it’s a victimless crime. A gift from the heavens has been dropped onto your lap, you shouldn’t waste it.”
“I... I mean, I guess you’re right... Keiji wouldn’t know...” Koutarou murmured as Tetsurou’s mischievous smirk only grew, “but I’d still feel guilty about it and weird.”
“Then we can go to the confessional and you can pour your sinful heart out to Pastor Who Gives A Fuck,” Tetsurou slapped his back, “you’ve liked Kei for years now, just take this small win and act surprised when you text him back... do that after you jerk off though, clear mind and all.”
“Right...” Koutarou nodded, “right, thanks bro, you always have the best advice.”
“I’ll take my payment in those nudes,” Tetsurrou winked as Koutarou just rolled his eyes in response, “kidding, for real though enjoy them, I need to go call up Kenma because fuck , I’m horny.”
The two went their separate ways as Tetsurou’s room was at the end of hallway and Koutarou’s was on the opposite, just across from Hajime’s. Tetsurou’s first guess may have been right if the steady rise of Osamu’s voice from behind the closed door meant anything.
There was a time when Koutarou was deeply jealous of him, Keiji would come to Osaka to visit his boyfriend and maybe Koutarou if he had the time. Or rather, Koutarou hated seeing the couple together and served up a number of excuses as to why he couldn’t hang out with them.
He secretly -with his roommates- drank to the news of their break up at the end of the summer and had thoughts about giving it a shot... but he’s sure that Keiji only viewed him as a good, hard working senpai. It’d been months since they last saw each other in person too, Koutarou didn’t have much reason to go to Tokyo if it weren’t for games and he called his parents at least once or twice a week.
Koutarou settled himself in bed with a pair of his headphones and opened up their text thread to see that Keiji hadn’t sent any other messages, maybe he was waiting for ‘Osamu’ to reply? Koutarou chose to ignore the implications of that cursed caption and in Tetsurou’s words, enjoy this gift from the heavens , because what were the chances of Koutarou seeing Keiji like this again? On purpose, even?
His hand dug around his messy drawer for a few moments before retrieving the near empty bottle of lube, he’d have to remember to buy more next time he was out or hit up one of his roommates for one. Unlike the two of them, Koutarou didn’t have a partner nor was he into hooking up with strangers... the only sexual experience he had was with his own hand and a fleshlight that Tetsurou gifted him ‘as a joke’.
You know... this was definitely a fleshlight moment.
He then scoured the second drawer and yanked out the -thankfully- clean toy, then squeezed what little remained of the lube into the toy itself. His cock had softened by the time he went to pull it out of his jeans, but it wouldn’t take long for it to become fully erect once Koutarou tapped on the second photo.
The filthy things he would do if he got his hands on Keiji... his kouhai was always so reserved, studious, kind of a weird cutie with how often he talked to himself when they thought no one was paying attention. He’s the only person who really held Koutarou’s attention through the years though... there was just so much to love about them and their patience excelled with Koutarou.
Koutarou’s mind went off in the direction of pushing Keiji onto the bed in the background, still wearing that robe while Koutarou delved his tongue into his cunt. Would Keiji teach him how to properly eat him out... he could hear the Bokuto-san and his calm directions in his head now, as well as the praise he’d get when he made Keiji cum on his tongue.
He bucked his hips quickly into the toy as his mind was consumed with the thought, getting a taste of what was between Keiji’s legs... having Keiji’s thighs tremble and shake around his head... making Keiji moan his name in delight. That’s all Koutarou wanted, just to make Keiji feel good with his talented mouth and fingers... he’d work so hard at figuring out all the right spots to make his lover scream.
He’d never leave Keiji like that asshole did.
Koutarou’s cum spilled into the toy as his gaze was locked on the phone, Keiji’s pretty smirk staring back at him, that should’ve been for Koutarou... not anyone else. He let out a heavy sigh as the guilt began to settle in his gut and he figured he’d rip off the bandaid now, no point in sitting on this any longer.
Koutarou >>> Keiji
Koutarou: hey hey heyyyy ummmm I think u sent these to the wrong person LOL
Koutarou set his phone down and went for a quick trip in the bathroom to clean out the fleshlight, his mind was certainly clearer... probably a good idea he didn’t drink as much as Atsumu or Tetsurou. Now he just had to hope that things didn’t get awkward between Keiji and him... there’s no way Keiji would know that he just masturbated to them... right?
There were multiple texts waiting for him from Keiji.
Keiji >>> Koutarou
Keiji: oh my GOD
OH MY FUCKNGGGOD
IM SORRY
Oh fuck I’m just going to throw myself in traffic.
Koutarou: NO WAIT
DONT
IT’S FINE
AKAAAAASHIIIIIIIIIII
Keiji: Bokuto.
I’m sorry about that... I had a few drinks and didn’t look before hitting send.
Koutarou: ITS COOL
SUPER COOL
YOU LOOK REALLY PRETTY
Keiji: Thank you.
Uh... would it be too much to ask that we never speak of this?
Koutarou: OF COURSE NOT
IT NEVER HAPPENED
Keiji: You can turn off your caps.
Koutarou: ok
But really it’s fine!!
Samu would’ve loved them too.
Although he’s kinda busy with iwa rn lol
Keiji: Is that so?
Koutarou: yeahhh they were all over each other in the bar then iwa brought him to the apt w/ us.
Keiji: I see... then I suppose I’ve been saved from making a bigger fool of myself.
Koutarou: NO WAY!
It’s totally cool if you miss him and all that... like I send you stuff when I miss you!!
Keiji: Owl photos are not equal to nudes, Bokuto.
Koutarou: owls are nude though!!!
Keiji: ... alright, you have me there.
Koutarou: :D
BUT RIGHT OKAY THIS DIDNT HAPPEN
Are you going to sleep then?
Keiji: Eh, maybe.
Koutarou: I’ll stay up with you!
It’s been awhile since we called!!!
Keiji: go ahead 💕
Outgoing call to Keiji...
~
“Haru is begging and pleading with you all not to throw him overboard, he has a family back home and he’s given you all the information he knows of,” Kenma said as he glanced between the party members seated at the table, “you promised that you would spare his life.”
“It was unfathomably stupid of him to trust a pirate,” Kei replied, “we’re also in the middle of the fucking ocean, just what did he expect for us to do with him?”
“We do have a spare boat he can use to head back to land,” Keiji spoke up, “although we have no rations for him to take.”
“As if I’d willingly waste any of them on him in the first place,” Kei said, “he’s a fool, a traitor, and a pathetic snitch, let him drown at the bottom of this unforgiving sea.”
“What say you, captain?” Keiji glanced over at Shouyou.
“Well... does he have anything else of value to hand over to us? A location to a secret treasure spot? A hoard of gold in an abandoned mansion? Someone who's been captured by a vampire and needs to be rescued by a band of pirates?!”
“I’d be surprised if he had a map, maybe he shoved it up his ass,” Tadashi chimed in, getting a snicker out of Kei and Keiji, “or he’s hiding it in his tooth...”
“Haru only has the clothes on his back and everyone else you’ve stolen from him,” Kenma said, “he is completely exhausted of anything more.”
“Shame, I hope he can swim then,” Shouyou said, “Xavier, Harwin, walk him off the plank! Mwahahaha!”
Keiji let out a small yawn as their session had been running late tonight, the pirate crew had just picked up a lead on someone they’re hunting down and this Haru was their closest friend. There was a tense battle on the tiny island they found him on and they managed to capture him alive for interrogation and a spot of torture when he refused to speak.
Kei and Tadashi’s characters scooped up the sobbing and pleading man by his arms and forced him onto the plank that hung over the wide ocean surrounding them. Keiji wrote down every detail in his journal and the rest of their crew was cheering, hooting, and hollering as Haru splashed into the chilly, salty seas.
“Alright, that was a long one...” Kenma said, “you’re all turning out more evil than I initially planned... especially you, Shou.”
“It’s so fun being the villain for once!” Shouyou was beaming, “I can kill everyone without shame or those silly morals.”
“I do wonder what our bounty will be at the next time we hit shore,” Kei remarked.
“At this rate you’ll hit a million gold pieces before you end up back in the capital,” Kenma said as Kei and Tadashi both smiled at that, “now let’s see how many experience points you’ve gained...”
Keiji briefly tuned out the conversation as they reached for their phone since they were allowed to bring out the devices once the session was over. There were a number of notifications awaiting him, but he skimmed past them in favor of seeing what Koutarou sent to him.
He knew that Keiji had a game night every Thursday as this was the only time they could all get together during the week and not to expect any texts back until Keiji was done. Keiji usually came back to a mountain of memes, twitter posts, and tiktoks depending on how bored Koutarou was at the time, but for now there were only three images awaiting them.
Three... very salacious photographs.
Three pictures that had Keiji immediately dipping out of the text thread and paying intense attention to the conversation around him, would they notice if he just... left. Keiji didn’t take in the exact details of the pictures, they just saw sweaty muscles, well defined thighs, and... and Koutarou’s dick.
Now, Keiji was no stranger to receiving random disembodied dick pictures from guys who wanted to fuck him and thought hey, this will reel in the pretty twink. Keiji will not confirm nor deny if that strategy was solid, but Koutarou did not seem like the dick pic type.
Contrary to popular opinion and the people Koutarou surrounded himself with, he was quite innocent compared to them... and Keiji himself. He’d lost track of how many times a sexual joke or innuendo flew over Koutarou’s head and Keiji had to explain it to him before Tetsurou or Kenma tried to troll him.
It was cute, honestly, Koutarou came to him with the most random of questions since Keiji had the answer to everything and he was quite the self professed slut. As for why Koutarou was suddenly sending them nudes... did it have anything to do with the incident that occurred last week?
Ugh, Keiji cringes upon himself as he can’t believe he’d made such a stupid mistake... Koutarou was sweet enough to distract him from his impending spiral as well. It was definitely a moment of weakness because yes , he was missing Osamu, he didn’t want to hit up grindr and his ex knew just how to fuck him.
They were on better terms as of late, Osamu messaged Keiji first and they’ve been having a back and forth that’s making Keiji wonder if there’s a possibility of them getting back together. Osamu hasn’t turned down his flirting and those pictures were obviously meant to entice him into doing more than just talk , however a bucket of ice cold water was dumped on him as soon as Koutarou mentioned Iwaizumi.
On the slight upside, it wasn’t Suna, Osamu’s high school ex... but ugh, it still didn’t feel good that Osamu was flirting with him that same day and now he was in Iwaizumi’s bed? Then he had the gall to text Keiji the following afternoon asking how his ‘cute darling’ was doing and Keiji didn’t bother answering, he would not let himself get jerked around like that.
Shouyou wished all of them good night before he left their apartment, Kei and Tadashi headed off into Kei’s bedroom, and Kenma was chatting with his stream. Oh yeah, they all volunteered for their games to be streamed and he’s sure the chat was going bonkers from how cruel they were being.
Keiji showed himself out as Kenma acknowledged with a brief nod and no one questioned just how fast he sped off into his bedroom. He opened up the text thread again, ogling the photos for a moment before going to look at the caption that accompanied them.
Koutarou: do these look okay...?
Was Koutarou taking these for someone else and asking Keiji for his opinion on them? There was a small pang of something in his chest as Koutarou must’ve wanted to impress and seduce someone... of course he’d go to Keiji for this.
They had to be a good friend, not a weird horndog.
The first photo in line was your typical bathroom selfie, Koutarou’s towel hung rather low on his hips and he was flexing with his free arm while holding the camera with the other. Keiji had to swallow the saliva that gathered in his mouth when he saw just how built Koutarou was... there was also a fine amount of chest hair on his pecs that had Keiji absolutely melting.
Koutarou was truly their ideal man... whoever was getting these pictures better fucking appreciate them or else Keiji would be going on a rampage from here to Osaka. Koutarou knew (whether it was on purpose or not) how to take decent gym selfies that showed off his muscles and this was in a similar vein, so he definitely succeeded on that front.
Next photo, the towel was pulled over his lap and outlined his hard cock underneath, his abs were also in full view and just a hint of a smirk on his lips as the rest of his face was cut off. Keiji wanted to tear that towel off with his teeth , not his hands... his teeth because then he could swallow that monster that Koutarou was packing because holy fuck .
He had a fairly good idea from their time in the locker room and various dick related conversations that they found themselves sucked into, but seeing it like this... the mystery of what could be underneath. Keiji subconsciously squeezed his thighs together, he definitely had ‘Size Queen’ listed on his grindr bio and Koutarou may have been bigger than Osamu... probably, hopefully.
Hopefully? Keiji, that man’s dick ain’t going inside of you.
Platonic thoughts, keep your thoughts platonic, good wholesome fluffy christian thoughts about your best friend cock, WHAT. An actual sound escaped from Keiji’s throat as they saw the third picture, Koutarou was holding his massive cock at the base and there was precum dripping down the shaft.
He needed to ride that dick, asap. Or get face fucked by it. Or thrown against the wall and fucked until he was only chanting Koutarou’s name. How in the world was this man still a virgin, who was lucky enough to have the chance to be his first?
Sure as fuck ain’t you.
Keiji had to calm himself and give reasonable feedback on his best friend’s nudes, they were certainly doing the job when it came to making Keiji hot and bothered and aching for a cock. A passing thought crossed his mind about Tetsurou probably giving him dick pic advice... are these angles Tetsurou would use for Kenma? ... yeah, yeah he was the same as Keiji when it came to loving huge cocks.
And god Keiji would never forget how joyful Kenma was when he saw Tetsurou’s dick for the first time, he’s so long, Keiji! Now they’ve got the cock they’ve dreamed of since they were fifteen sitting on his phone and they have to act like he’s not about to grab their nearest dildo and fuck himself stupid with it.
Keiji >>> Koutarou
Keiji: These are taken very well, Bokuto.
Whoever will be getting them is going to be in for a nice treat.
Could use better lighting in the second picture, but... it’s nonfactor.
Koutarou: OOOOOOOOOOH
UM
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO SOMEONE ELSE
But WOW thank u for the advice (:
Keiji: Ah...
May I ask who? Only out of curiosity.
Koutarou: ATSUMU
Keiji: You’re sending dick pics to Atsumu?
Koutarou: YEAH
BUT HEY ISNT FUNNY WE’RE EVEN NOW :D
Keiji stared at his phone, then a small snicker escaped from his lips, Koutarou was the worst liar... but he’ll go along with it.
Keiji >>> Koutarou
Keiji: I suppose we are.
I do hope you’ll be successful in your ventures with Atsumu.
Koutarou: OH SAME !!!
Keiji: Last I heard he was crushing on Sakusa though?
Koutarou: oh
Well
Shit
There go my chances I guess !
What am I supposed to do w/ these pics now ):
Keiji: Save them for someone special.
Koutarou: like you???
I wouldn’t care if you used them for
Stuff
Keiji: Stuff.
Koutarou: Stuff!!!!!!
I already sent you nude owls so LIKE... nude people... it’s the same right?
People say I’m like an owl ◎▼◎
Keiji: Don’t send me nudes of other people.
Koutarou: I WONT.
Keiji: But... I do like these.
Koutarou: really????
Keiji: Yes.
Koutarou: THEN HAVE FUN WITH THEM!!
ILL
LEAVE YOU TO IT.
🦉🦉🦉
Keiji didn’t realize just how hard he was smiling until Koutarou apparently left him alone with these totally accidental nudes. Poor Atsumu would be missing out on this one, but then did Koutarou take this just for Keiji?
For the whole point of getting even with them? He knew how embarrassed Keiji felt about sending those pictures to him... and this did track with Koutarou’s overall behavior. Ugh, he was too precious.
Keiji went for one of their smaller vibrators and a fleshy dildo that he kept in his bedside drawer, then shrugged off their pajama pants and boxers. He was already wet from drooling at Koutarou’s dick just minutes earlier and placing the rabbit vibrator directly on his clit had him biting down hard on his cheek.
He knew his body well enough that this was going to be a fast one, when was the last time he was turned on this much by anyone? They left the dildo to the side as he picked up his phone and opened up the photo where Koutarou was holding his cock, he wanted that inside of him now .
Koutarou was a virgin too, so he wouldn’t have any idea how to use a cock that big, Keiji would probably have to guide him through it and knowing Koutarou, he’d be such a good student. The thought of the older, much bigger man slotted between Keiji’s legs, acting a little shy over possibly hurting Keiji and having to be coaxed into fucking them harder...
Keiji moaned Koutarou’s name as he pressed the vibrator right on his clit and their first orgasm of the night shook through them, those pictures were going to give him so much mileage.
~
Keiji >>> Apathetic Roommates
Keiji: question
Kenma: ?
Keiji: should I sleep with bokuto?
Kenma: yes
Kei: duh
Keiji: ...
I don’t like how fast you answered this
Let me rephrase this
Should I pursue bokuto in a romantic manner?
Kenma: ya
Kei: duh
He’s been crushing on u since high school lol
Kenma: fr he’s so in love w/ u
I have texts as proof
Keiji: no you dont
Kenma: oh yes I do
I’ve been WAITING for the day
But u keep sulking over bitch boy
And I don’t want Bo to get hurt bc u aren’t over him
Keiji: well he’s fucking iwa now so! No more sulking!
Kei: rly???
Keiji: that’s what bokuto told me
Kei: omg
Rintaro told me that he was going to try getting back w/ him
Keiji: WHAT
Kenma: bitch boy’s legacy continues...
Kei: he’s going for the harem route
Keiji: nty
Is anyone else chasing bo then???
Kenma: his fan club?
Kei: every single person at his uni?
Kenma: me, if i was single?
Keiji: keep your slutty cat claws to kuroo.
Kenma: hissss
Kei: I’m locking you out of the house for that one.
Kenma: yeah I deserve it.
~
The locker room was abuzz with chatter as the team filed in after their practice, Koutarou went to retrieve his things for the shower and took a quick glance at his phone to see a notification waiting from Keiji. Now he was smart enough not to repeat the same mistake twice when he saw that a video was attached and the caption was along the lines of, ‘found the owl plush you gave for me as a graduation gift 💞’ .
Something about this didn’t seem very family friendly, or maybe Koutarou’s perverted brain jumped straight to receiving more naked Keiji because that’s the only person who’d been heavily on his mind for the past two weeks. Keiji never deleted the pictures from their chat, nor did they ask Koutarou not to save them so... he’d been using those photos almost every single night since then.
The idea for Koutarou to send his own was originally a joke made by Tetsurou, just so they could be even and Keiji would feel less embarrassed about the situation and Koutarou was happy to run with it. Tetsurou gave him a few tips from his own collection of nudes that he kept on his phone -although he didn’t let Koutarou see any of Kenma’s!- and the gears in his brain were turning.
Much like the incident with Keiji, they didn’t talk about Koutarou’s ‘accidental’ nudes after that night, even if Koutarou was itching to know if Keiji masturbated to them... he implied that he did, but Koutarou wanted the details. This only made the wing spiker more horny because Keiji was thinking about him while touching themselves and not his annoying ex, who’d been coming around often thanks to Hajime.
Well whatever, as long as Keiji was sending pictures and videos that were meant for Koutarou, then all was good... so Koutarou swiveled his head around to make sure no one was paying attention to him before hitting the play button. Kiyoomi was already headed into the showers, Atsumu and Tetsurou were chatting as per usual while grabbing their things, their other teammates were off in their own conversation and such.
Koutarou made sure the volume was muted as the first few seconds of the video started, the camera was set in the direction of Keiji’s bed and Koutarou’s high school jersey was draped over his torso. He’d given that to Keiji on the night before his own graduation, too cowardly to actually confess to Keiji when he knew that his best friend was crushing on Osamu at the time.
Keiji kept it and took it with them when they moved out of their parents home... and now they were looking so pretty with Koutarou’s name across their shoulders. He held up the oversized gray owl plushie that Koutarou swore looked like him and gave it a chaste kiss before setting it on the bed and- oh no Koutarou can’t watch that in public.
He quickly closed the video as Meian and Tomas were strolling by and scrambled to grab his towel and body soap, then followed them into the showers. He went off straight to one of the further stalls that were empty and got to undressing, his cock already semi-hard just from seeing the beginning of that video.
He pulled his phone out from underneath the towel before turning on the shower and angled it so the device wouldn’t get wet, he was not patient enough to wait until he was back at home because the rest of the boys wanted to get dinner after this. The warming water cascaded down his broad back as he went back to the video and started back where he left off, Keiji mounting the toy like a cute slut.
They lifted the jersey up to show off their navy lace panties hugging their hips, then scooted closer to the edge of the bed so the camera could get a better view of them straddling this owl and riding it. Koutarou never wanted to be a stuffed owl so badly, he needed Keiji’s wet pussy grinding on his cock like that, wanting to hold those gorgeous hips as Keiji rode him .
Koutarou’s hand shot down to jerk off his cock as Keiji bit down on the jersey, freeing their hands to play with their brown, hard nipples as they rocked back and forth on the owl. Fucking hell, Koutarou was hungry to have his mouth on Keiji’s chest, to suck all day on those nubs and leave countless bite marks, proving that Keiji belonged to him and no one else would get their hands on them.
Seeing all of this motion though... Keiji’s hips fucking the plushie, their slender fingers groping their small tits, how flushed Keiji’s beautiful face was while biting on the jersey... Koutarou was cumming before he knew it’d hit him. That had to be the hottest video Koutarou ever laid his eyes on... and there were still three minutes left, Koutarou could probably get it up again within one.
Keiji pushed their hand into their panties to rub on their clit and although Koutarou didn’t have the 4k Ultra Zoom angle of that, just seeing his fingers move fervently inside his panties has Koutarou’s cock twitching back to life. Keiji was doing this for Koutarou... he filmed himself grinding on a fucking owl and cumming on his fingers for Koutarou .
Was that their response to Koutarou’s nudes?
The video came to a close when Keiji hopped off of the bed and pulled down their panties to reveal their perfect pink, soaking wet pussy. Koutarou was drooling as Keiji made a little show of bending over and spreading his lips, making sure Koutarou got to see his tight little hole.
And the video ended.
Koutarou >>> Keiji
Koutarou: JHDFKGHFDJKGX
FJDSKFHJKZ
GHDJKGHFJX????????????
WAS THAT ANOTHER ACCIDENT
Keiji: I see you’re done with practice.
And yeah, my finger slipped.
Oops.
Koutarou: AAAAAAAAAAAAA
FUCK
That was really for me???
Keiji: Yes, Bokuto.
I was in your jersey, after all.
Koutarou: gjkdlgfkdhgjkdhxjfgx
KEIJIIIIIIIIIIIII
YOU’RE GONNA MAKE ME JERK OFF TWICE IN THE SHOWER
Keiji: That was my intention, yes.
Koutarou: STOPPPPPPPPP
“Oi, Koko, ya alright in there? We’re going to head out.”
Koutarou nearly dropped his phone at the sound of Atsumu’s voice and gave a quick answer that he’d be out in a jiffy... he just had to take care of this immediately. Another load went down the drain as Keiji launched a full scale invasion on his mind, all of this felt so new to him... and it was, huh.
He did a quick job of cleaning himself off and dressing, then went to meet Atsumu, Kiyoomi, and Inunaki just outside of the gym. Meian apparently had a date to run off to while Tetsurou and Tomas had other errands to run, so it was just those four hitting up their favorite bar.
Koutarou was terribly distracted as he didn’t want to ditch because he was fairly hungry ... yet... Keiji was right there in his phone being an incubi! Who knew Keiji could be so forward... although they obviously had way more experience than Koutarou ever had, so they definitely knew what they were doing when it came to this .
It still blew his mind that Keiji was being this bold with him, he had to ask why.
Koutarou >>> Keiji
Koutarou: can i ask why ur fingers slipped again
Keiji: I wanted to give you a proper payment for your dick photos.
I’ve been thinking about them all week...
Koutarou: omg
U DIDINT HAVE TO PAY ME BACK
Keiji: Should I delete the video then?
Koutarou: NO
NO
NOONONON
DONT
DONT TOUCH
Keiji: You are incredibly adorable, Kou.
Koutarou: NO IMNOT
“Ya havin’ quite the engaging conversation there, Koko?”
Koutarou's head shot up as Atsumu was snickering at him from across the table, Kiyoomi had a mask on, but there was definitely amusement in his dark eyes. Inunaki was taking a gulp of his beer as apparently all the damn attention was on Koutarou now, the one time he didn’t want it...
“I... yes... actually,” Koutarou eyes landed on Kiyoomi, “if Ushiwaka sent you dick pics, you’d think he wants to fuck you, right?”
Atsumu nearly choked on air, Kiyoomi dropped his phone on the floor, Inunaki was cackling like a hyena.
“... yes, that would be a reasonable assumption.” Kiyoomi answered after a few moments.
“So... would you?” Koutarou asked.
“Um...” Kiyoomi’s gaze briefly flickered to Atsumu who was staring back at him with clear curiosity in his brown eyes, “... I don’t think so? I’m not exactly into randomly hooking up, there has to be an emotional connection there for me to be... interested.”
“Oh, I thought you had a crush on him,” Koutarou said, maybe Hajime was wrong about that one...
“In high school, yes... but I’d require more than a dick picture when it comes to sleeping with anyone.”
“So ya wanna be wined and dined? Didn’t pin ya as the romantic type, Omi-Omi~”
“Don’t get any ideas, Miya.”
Not to sound cocky, but Koutarou is pretty darn sure that Keiji wants his cock either way, Tetsurou would definitely tell him to go for it.
“Is someone sending you dick pics?” Inunaki asked as Atsumu and Kiyoomi were bickering, flirting, whatever you wanted to call it, “is our cherry boy about to become a man?”
“I think so...” Koutarou grinned, he had to think of a way to truly impress Keiji.
Koutarou >>> Keiji
Koutarou: I’m still out w/ the bros
But I really liked the vid 💕
Keiji: 💕
Koutarou: there’s smth I wanna ask you but... I wanna make you a video in response!!
Keiji: Tonight?
Koutarou: no I still have to think of an idea!!!
It won’t take long though
I hope
Keiji: I don’t mind waiting.
As long as I get to see your cock.
Koutarou: aAAAAA
“Heeey, nerds, sorry I’m late.”
Koutarou glanced up from his phone to see Rintaro slinking in, he looked like he’d just tumbled out of bed with his hair all mussed up and clothes slightly disheveled... and what was that on his neck?
“You have a nasty bug bite on your neck, Rin,” Koutarou said, “does it hurt?”
“Oh...” Rintaro’s fingers went to touch the mark just under his jaw, “nah, it’s probably nothing, thanks for looking out, Bo.”
“Of course!”
Hm... he’d have to brainstorm with Tetsurou on what to do next...
Keiji >>> Koutarou
Keiji: btw, did you see what I posted on insta?
Koutarou: OH i havent even looked
Was too busy thinking of uuuuuuu 💞
Keiji: Fair enough 💕
Koutarou tapped out of the text thread and onto the icon for instagram, there were a few dozen notifications seeking his attention as he went off to check out Keiji’s profile. The very first photo was a selfie that Keiji took this morning, he was softly smiling with his messy curls and still sitting in bed, holding the owl plushie up under his neck.
Koutarou’s eyebrows rose at the caption, it was the very same used for the video he’d been sent, except it listed his name of course. There were multiple comments from friends and such, one particularly from Osamu that said this was lovely to wake up to.
Koutarou clicked his tongue and went to reply, sure to add a string of cute emojis and exclaim how excited he was that Keiji kept that owl with him. Wait...
Koutarou >>> Keiji
Koutarou: did u take that before you fucked it???
Keiji: I did.
I was going to wait for you to see it, then send the video, but I got impatient.
Koutarou: klfgjfdlgjldgjfldxjl
THATS SO HOT U DON’T EVEN KNOW???
Keiji: 🥰
Are you getting hard for me again, Kou?
Koutarou: NOT RIGHT NOW
NO SOTP
DEVIL
Keiji: 😈😈😈
~
Tetsurou >>> BROMATES HAHA... JK UNLESS?
Tetsurou: DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE I WANNA FUUUUUUUUUUUCK
Why iis my boyfriend n TOKYO
FUCK
Hajime: sucks for u
Tetsurou: suck my DICk
Fuck it I’m going up there on friday
Koutarou: OOOO you should surprise him!!
‘Big daddy is here ;)’
Tetsurou: LMAOOOOOOOO how u kno he calls me daddy
Koutarou: bro you’re like super daddy
Tetsurou: tru truuuu
I miss him so MUCHHHHHHHH
Hajime: u should tell him that
Tetsurou: he is
STREAMING
BUSY
WITH WORK
Andi m drinking al one
Wait
HAJIME JOIN EM
Hajime: absolutely not
Tetsurou: coming in ur room as soon as i untangled myself from my sheets
Its not going wel
Koutarou: osamu isn’t coming over to see u??/
Hajime: nah, he had to study
Koutarou: THEN U CAN HELP ME
GET KEIJI HORNY
Tetsurou: brOOOOO
LETS DOI T
Hajime: ......
Tetsurou: KOUTAOUR
SAVE ME
MY BED IS EATING ME
Koutarou: BRT BRO I GOT U
~
Sunday nights were solely reserved for Keiji time, he put aside all of his responsibilities -no fretting over work, school, or chores- in favor of self care and relaxation. He’d gotten out of the bathtub after a long soak, dried himself off, and only donned his fluffy pink robe as he went off to his desk.
Keiji typically ignored social media too, although he would claim that he wasn’t as addicted as his roommates, but he’d been waiting on Koutarou to message him. They’d spent all week teasing their senpai about being so horny for him and making Koutarou the cutest, flustered owl that Keiji wanted to ride the fuck out of.
They were honestly a little disappointed that Tetsurou showed up to their home alone, without Koutarou in his luggage, but seeing how shocked and happy Kenma was offset that quite a bit. Normally Keiji’s thoughts would take him back to Osamu when he saw any happy couples, but instead Koutarou was the one who filled that spot... or, reclaimed it in better words.
Just thinking about what Koutarou may have up his sleeve made Keiji smile as they sat at their desk chair and opened up their laptop to see there was a DM from Osamu awaiting him in discord. This man clearly could not get the hint when Keiji only sent him one word responses and barely bothered to reply half the time, but maybe they could entertain him just this once to see what he wanted.
Keiji hit the call button after asking if Osamu was free to chat and he replied within minutes, so weird coming from the person who made it his life goal to completely ignore Keiji during the last couple months of their relationship.
“Hey darlin’, how ya feelin’ this evening?”
Keiji knew if he took this call just three weeks ago, the sound of that kansai dialect would have them weak in the knees and drowning in their panties, but now it just irked Keiji.
“Just got out of the bath, planned on doing some reading for the rest of the night, how about you?”
Keiji’s reading list consisted of pulling open his favorite fanfiction site because they were not in the mood for anything professionally published, he just wanted his blorbos rubbing their funky bits together. There were a number of updates awaiting him too, his current favorite being a yakuza and accidentally acquired sugar baby fanfiction, wouldn’t it be amusing if Koutarou was a yakuza?
He’s way too soft for that life.
“Ya know, what I usually do on Sundays... forcing myself to relax instead of workin’, that’s really stuck with me, babe.”
“Just like you stuck with me, eh?” Keiji smoothly replied as Osamu let out a soft chuckle.
“Exactly like that... look, I really didn’t mean to push ya away, I was just so stressed out from opening the restaurant and everything that comes with that, ya know?” Osamu at least sounded sincere, there was more emotion in his voice this time around than when he dropped Keiji, “I miss ya.”
“Miss me so much that you’ve moved onto Iwaizumi?” Keiji went over to click the link in their email about a fic update, but their phone buzzing with a notification distracted them.
“... Kuroo can’t keep his mouth shut, huh? Anyway, there’s nothing between us, it’s just casual,” Osamu said as Keiji tapped the notification to see that Koutarou was live on tik tok, “ya don’t see me getting huffy about whoever you’ve been messing with.”
“I stopped talking to other guys once we were doing... whatever it was, it doesn’t exactly feel great when you’re fucking one of my friends and trying to get with me,” Keiji went to open up tik tok on his phone and kept the volume low enough so hopefully the microphone on the laptop didn’t pick it up. Koutarou was in the gym with a couple thousand viewers tuning in, he was probably going to do one of his workout tutorials or something, Keiji honestly didn’t pay attention to a single word that came out of his mouth.
Koutarou was rather cheerful as per usual, so happy to greet his audience that was definitely thirsting over his greek god body. His tank top was thin and cut low at the sides so there was plenty of sideboob action going, along with his gym shorts being short enough to showcase his thick, juicy thighs.
“... -were drunk and Iwaizumi was all over me,” oh right, Osamu was talking, “it was just a one time thing, ya got nothing to worry your pretty head about.”
“Fine, then you want to get back together?” Keiji asked as he watched Koutarou chatting away while lifting some dumbbells, his gaze drawn to those flexing biceps and forearms... how would they feel crushing him? Getting held down by powerful arms and fucked hard by that massive cock that Keiji knows Koutarou is packing, fuck his thighs squeeze together in just mere anticipation.
They would really have to train Koutarou in how to fuck them too, that excited him even more... would it be weird to fuck himself to Koutarou just... working out? It wouldn’t be the nastiest thing they’d gotten off to, Koutarou was being so pure... he was that tik tok gym bro who gave the most positive advice with that beaming smile.
And that turned Keiji on so much .
“Babe?”
“Huh? Sorry... I kind of zoned out,” Keiji murmured, they then went to send a message in the chat, not even sure if Koutarou would see it. Maybe they should DM him, but who knows when the older man would see that either... god dammit.
“I said I don’t know if I’m ready for a relationship again... I have a lot on my plate right now, but I do want somethin’ with ya,” Osamu said, “I just miss...”
“My pussy?” Keiji replied, getting a choked noise from Osamu, “I know that’s all you’ve come crawling back to me for.”
“Oi, ya don’t have to be mean about it baby,” Osamu replied, “but what can I say... I miss making ya scream on my cock.”
Koutarou would make them scream louder...
“Go on, don’t stop there.”
“Yeah? I knew that’d get ya going sweetheart.”
Going right into Koutarou’s DMs, sure.
Keiji only had to wait a few moments for Koutarou to hear the sound of someone DMing him and went off to check just who it was. His smile turned even more excited once he saw that it was Keiji and he soundly announced that he’d have to cut the stream short.
Hm? Keiji didn’t want that...
MSBY_BK >>> LittleOwl
MSBY_BK: are you free rn???
I wanna vid chat u
LittleOwl: I’m always free for you.
MSBY_BK: :DDDD
“I have a call to take, it’s work related, I’ll catch you later.”
Osamu wasn’t given any time to answer as Keiji hung up the discord call and answered Koutarou’s video chat request.
“Hey, hey, hey! I was hoping you’d see me live,” Koutarou grinned, there was sweat rolling down his neck that Keiji wanted to lick right off, “I actually have like half an hour left in here, Hajime did me a favor and I got this room to myself.”
“Ah...” Keiji said as Koutarou went to sit down just in front of the wall length mirror, “what do you plan to do now that we’re alone?”
“Um... well now that you’re here...” Koutarou’s shyness returned, “... is that the same robe from the pictures?”
“Mmm... it’s my favorite one,” Keiji angled the phone just above him to show Koutarou, he then pulled the sash and opened up the robe to reveal his bare body beneath, “I was soaking in the tub earlier.”
“Fuck... fuck Keiji, you’re so...” Koutarou’s vocabulary failed him as Keiji smiled for the camera, letting their other hand run along their collarbones, small tits, circling a nipple, “you’re killing me, baby.”
“Then touch yourself, show me what I do to you, senpai,” Keiji cooly responded as Koutarou cursed again, he was fast to pull out his hard cock and gave it a few rough strokes, “god, you’re so big , and you’ve never fucked anyone with that?”
“Never... I’ve wanted you for so long, but... I guess I was too nervous,” Koutarou said, Keiji couldn’t see his facial expression as the camera was focused right on his cock, “but now we’re doing this... does that mean you like me too?”
“I do,” Keiji could fully admit to that, “I like you a lot, Bokuto, I especially like how your cock looks fucking your hand like that... would you fuck my cunt that fast?”
“Oh my god, how do you say that shit,” Koutarou whined and Keiji couldn’t help giggling at his despair, “a-and I would... if you would let me... I’d be so good for you, babe.”
“You’re already doing so well for me, I’m aching to have your fat cock in me...” Keiji lowered their hand to rub their sensitive clit, Koutarou’s eyes widened at the sight, “I wish you came here with Tetsurou... I could be riding you right now...”
“Yeah, I’m fucking kicking myself hard in the ass right now,” Koutarou said, “look at you, fuck you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”
“All for you, Bokuto... this pussy is yours,” Keiji said, “next time we see each other, want you to fuck me, okay? I’ll teach you how.”
“Please Keiji...” Koutarou babbled, his semen soon spilled out from his cock and covered his hand, what Keiji wouldn’t do to be able to lick that.
“Good boy, cumming all for me... I’m close too...” Keiji moaned as those golden eyes were staring back at them through the screen, only Koutarou could make them cum this easily, “ah, Koutarou...!”
It took Keiji a few seconds to recover from that orgasm rocking through their body, but Koutarou was still here... still watching them... and right back on his dick.
“Do you really have the time left to crank out another?”
“... shit, not really,” Koutarou blurted out, “uh... you’ll be up when I get back home, yeah?”
“Yes~”
“Cool! Give me like fifteen... or ten, bye babe!”
Keiji buried his face into their hands, he felt like a fucking giddy lovestruck teenager all over again. They were going to have so much fun tonight.
~
Keiji >>> Iwaizumi
Keiji: iwaaaaa
Iwaizumi: akaashiiiiii
Sup
Keiji: ok so like
I’m just curious how serious you were with Osamu?
(dw, I don’t want him back)
Iwaizumi: ooooh
Not the question I was expecting to wake up to lol
Did Kuroo tell you we were fucking?
Keiji: Bokuto, actually.
Iwaizumi: ahhh
Uhhh
I guess it’s like fwb? But I’m really into him.
So it might be more.
But I feel like there’s a reason you’re asking this.
Keiji: he was hitting me up last night
And said there was nothing between you two.
I don’t want you winding up hurt or mixed into some bullshit yk?
Iwaizumi: ughhhhhh
Why does this always happen to me
Thanks for telling me
FUCK
Keiji: I’m sorry ): I had to tell you as soon as possible
Iwaizumi: nah I appreciate it
I can always depend on you to keep it straight w/ me.
Keiji: 💕
Iwaiumi: 💕💕💕
Well, that was a fun fling while it lasted 🤪
~
Keiji, Kenma, and Shouyou left the train and went straight to the stadium, all dressed from head to toe to MSBY gear like the loyal fanboys they were. Keiji was in Koutarou’s jersey, Kenma had Tetsurou’s, and Shouyou was drowning in Meian’s, they were ready to surprise their best friends slash boyfriend as they hadn’t said anything about coming.
Keiji practically had to lie to Koutarou about being too busy with work and they felt awful about it, but knew his owl would be absolutely thrilled to see them cheering him on in the stands. He wants to say he’d been waiting on this for weeks, but in reality ever since they first saw Koutarou on the court, Keiji fell for him at first sight and yearned to have him in every possible way.
Would they end up as boyfriends after this... Koutarou was already texting them like one and Keiji wasn’t opposed to the label, the only one who had his heart now was his senpai as he lost all interest in Osamu. Fooling around with Koutarou gave him the clarity that he didn’t know he needed, Osamu was nice enough to be with and a good boyfriend when it mattered... but everything felt so different with Koutarou.
He was the one who was permanently on the back of Keiji’s mind, the one they’d be willing to drop anyone for just to have a chance with him. Their crush on Koutarou never quit, it was only repressed when the older one graduated and Keiji wound up trying to forget about him with Osamu.
This all felt so right , like all the pieces were fitting together perfectly.
The trio of them stopped just a few feet away from the Onigiri Miya stand and there was Osamu, serving up all kinds of onigiri for the people in line. Keiji had to admit to themselves that the smell alone had their stomach grumbling, but god if they didn’t want to speak a single word to Osamu.
Kenma was happy passing on it, meanwhile Shouyou eagerly volunteered to handle the food delivery, they could always depend on the sunshine chibi to do their dirty deeds. Keiji and Kenma were able to sneak on by without Osamu noticing and went off to find their seats, thanks to Kenma’s boyfriend privileges they were able to sit fairly close to the court.
The players were all warming up before the match, Keiji’s searching eyes landing right on their prize... Koutarou receiving a volleyball with those thick arms, it’s really been too long since they’d seen each other in person. Keiji did think it was odd that their best friend was constantly occupied whenever he came out to see Osamu, but given recent revelations, it all made sense.
Koutarou looked amazing, handsome, gorgeous, fuckable, edible, daddy take me on the waxed floor right now in front of this entire crowd of people. Keiji bit his lips with a soft smile as they couldn’t take their eyes off of Koutarou, he was incredibly sexy when he was focused and all his practice spikes were turning out so well... he was ready to smash through this other team.
And Keiji once they won... heheh.
Tetsurou came up to him to give him a slap on the back and pointed right out to where their group was sitting, the recognition in Koutarou’s eyes was delightful to see in real time as he sprinted over and up the stairs. He was like a full grown bull chasing the red waving flag that was his Keiji and Keiji met their star with a tight hug that nearly knocked them off their feet.
“Kaaaaashi! You made it!” Koutarou said as he pulled away for just a moment to examine the jersey Keiji was wearing, “and you’re wearing my number! Babe...”
“I’m sorry to have lied to you about being busy, we wanted this to be a surprise,” Keiji loosely wrapped his fingers around Koutarou’s neck, “I don’t think I could’ve stayed away from you any longer without going insane.”
“Oh my god , same! I was planning on riding up to Tokyo this weekend, but now you’re here!” Koutarou grinned, “we’re definitely going to win, just for you!”
“Hmm... I have something that may help in aiding your success,” Keiji said, Koutarou looked back at them with cute curiosity before Keiji closed the gap between them, planting a soft kiss on his lips, “for good luck.”
“Aka... Akaaaaahi!” Koutarou’s face was flushed from his neck to the tips of his ears, “that... that was my first kiss.”
“Really?” Keiji asked with mild disbelief in their tone, but Koutarou just nodded like a puppy, “... cute, let me give you your second and third, then.”
Koutarou didn’t hesitate to lean back into Keiji’s space, his hands settling comfortably on his kouhai’s waist as their lips touched and Keiji savoring every second of this, he was going to be all of Koutarou’s firsts tonight. It took Tetsurou grabbing the back of Koutarou’s jersey to get them off of each other and Keiji couldn’t help snickering at the dreamlike state their owl was in.
“We’re gonna win this for our boyfriends!”
“Hell yeah, bro.”
Oh... well, takes care of that.
Three exciting sets went by faster than Keiji expected, their attention mainly on Koutarou, but he was also impressed with the stellar blocking by Tetsurou and of course Atsumu’s sets never failed to deliver. It only made Keiji wish he could see all of Koutarou’s in person, as opposed to streaming them or catching the replays when he had the free time to.
The thought of making frequent trips to Osaka just to support and watch Koutarou play volleyball though... it wasn’t as bad as they may think, he was probably up for it for the sake of love itself. Ah... he could find a way to squeeze in at least one or two trips a month into his schedule, he did it previously for Osamu until their relationship turned sour.
Their group decided to wait on the team just outside of the gym as they’d be busy with changing in the locker room and possibly whatever post-game interviews, if any. Keiji was itching to their boyfriend now though... boyfriend... Koutarou was their boyfriend , to be able to say that in full confidence had them feeling giddy.
“Hey, he’s looking over here.”
Kenma’s quiet voice had Keiji glanced up from his phone to see that indeed, Osamu took notice of the three and Suna was standing by him. It was no secret to anyone that they dated in high school and maybe now that Iwaizumi was privy to Osamu just playing with him, those two could be happy together.
Keiji was intending on just pretending to be busy with his phone when Osamu stepped forward and oh fuck, what did he want-
“Baaaabe!” they heard Koutarou’s voice to the side of them before finding themselves wrapped up in a hug and lifted off the floor, “I just took the fastest shower and ran away from the interview guy! We have to bail before they find us.”
“Lead the way, Bokuto,” Keiji giggled as Koutarou spun him around once before his feet touched the ground and a big hand was linking with their own.
“Oh and um, I called you my boyfriend earlier... is that okay? Tetsu was kinda teasing me about it then Tsum-Tsum was like you have to make sure and-”
“Yes, we’re boyfriends...”
“Cool! Cool, you’re cool, so cool,” Koutarou babbled as Keiji smiled wider at his silly, flustered antics, “we were going to get dinner, but I kind of wanted to be alone with you?”
“For what reason?” Keiji managed to sound innocent as Koutarou opened his mouth, but quickly closed it, the blush becoming prominent on his cheeks.
“To... kiss and stuff?”
“Stuff?” Keiji leaned in closer, their lips reaching Koutarou’s ear, “you want to fuck my pussy, don’t you, Kou~ta~rou?”
The noise that Koutarou made was downright adorable, he just squeezed Keiji’s hand extra hard and stalked off to where Tetsurou and Kenma were already several steps ahead. It seemed Shouyou was going out with the other team members for celebration drinks and perhaps a chance with Meian’s dick as dessert, god bless his tiny, horny ass.
Keiji teased their boyfriend on the ride back to their apartment, a firm hand stroking his thigh, dirty words in his ear, Koutarou was rendered useless with Keiji’s assault on him. The sexual tension in the car only rose as Kenma had the same idea to tease Teetsurou while he was trying his damndest to pay attention to the road, this spurned Keiji on further to leave hot kisses on Koutarou’s neck and palm the huge bulge in his shorts.
It’s a feat that Koutarou didn’t cum right then.
The couples went their separate ways as Keij soon found himself bouncing back on Koutarou’s mattress with his boyfriend climbing right on top of him. Their lips melting together in a rough, passionate kiss that was fueled by years of want , of all this pining they’d both done for each other.
It was like a dream come true, Keiji finally got their captain in bed.
“I... I don’t really know what I’m doing... can you tell me how to make you feel good?” Koutarou was so earnest with asking, Keiji had to give him another light kiss on the lips.
“What do you want to do to me? I’m cool with whatever is on your mind, darling.”
“Darling...” Koutarou repeated, “I like that, I like being your darling.”
“My sweet, darling, handsome baby,” Keiji said as Koutarou was loving each pet name they stacked on, “I remember you said that you wanted to eat me out... is that still true?”
“Yes,” Koutarou quickly answered, “I wanna taste all of you to be honest... but especially there.”
“If you can’t say it,” Keiji brought a lone finger under Koutarou’s chin, “I’m not letting your mouth anywhere near my cunt.”
“Kaaaashi,” Koutarou whined as Keiji just smiled in amusement, “... I want to taste your pussy.”
“Then get my pants off.”
Koutarou didn’t need to be told twice as he went to strip Keiji of their pants and underwear, tossing them somewhere on his dirty floor. Koutarou had dimmed the lighting before jumping Keiji just to set the atmosphere and seeing Keiji laid out with the soft light on their body, their legs spread open for him.
“Can I take off your top too? Is that okay?” Koutarou asked.
“Mmm... it’s fine if it’s you,” Keiji said, “plus you’ve seen everything anyway, whether I had a choice or not.”
“Well yeah , but that doesn’t give me free reign... it still might make you uncomfortable and I don’t want that,” Koutarou sounded so sweet and thoughtful despite having Keiji half naked in front of him, “so are you really sure?”
“Yes, I feel incredibly comfortable in my own skin with you... even more so than with other people I’ve slept with,” Keiji admitted as they went to tug the jersey off, “I’m surprised you don’t want me to keep it on.”
“We’ve got all night... and tomorrow, and Sunday for me to fuck you in that,” Koutarou confidently responded, “I wanna see all of you and not just through my phone screen.”
“... you’re so cheesy,” Keiji murmured as they pulled the jersey off of their arms and threw it elsewhere, feeling a little self conscious as Koutarou devoured them with his eyes.
“Can I...” Koutarou slid his hands up Keiji’s sides, his thumb resting just underneath the mound of Keiji’s breasts, “... suck on them?”
“Pervert...” Keiji commented as Koutarou pouted, “yes... yes you can.”
Koutarou’s grin was victorious as he ducked down to squeeze Keiji’s tits, then ran his tongue over their nipple before latching his lips onto it. Keiji always had mixed feelings about his chest, thankful that it was small enough to be non-issue, yet they were still present.
Koutarou was enjoying himself though, the happiness in his golden gaze cast aside those ugly thoughts for now. Koutarou took his time sucking on each nipple, playing and tugging on the other when his mouth wasn’t giving it attention.
He was so cute...
His mouth eventually descended to kiss its way down Keiji’s torso, their hip bones and waist line, then Koutarou hovered just above their waiting pussy. His eyes flickered up in a silent question, what am I supposed to do, Keiji?
Keiji brought their hand downwards to use their fingers to spread their lips open, feeling even more exposed from Koutarou watching them like a hawk, “... you want to lick right here... my clit.”
Keiji hoped they sounded more confident than they felt right now, the butterflies in his stomach all took that moment to leave their roost and flutter about as Koutarou leaned in closer. His hands were resting on Keiji’s inner thighs, keeping them spread apart as if Keiji had any intention of closing his legs to Koutarou... but it was hot knowing that the older man could possibly have Keiji at mercy like this...
In the future, Akaashi Keiji, thirsty bitch.
Koutarou gave a few cautious, experimental licks to their clit, seeing how Keiji reacted by going to grab his shoulder for some sort of purchase, “just like that, keep going baby.”
Koutarou soaked in Keiji’s deep, shaky voice and didn’t stop once he got back to licking them, he was quite the fast learner as he took in Keiji’s quiet moans and subtle reactions too.
“You can use your fingers too, though... I’ll still need stimulation on my clit to... fuck , to cum...” Keiji dug his fingers in Koutarou’s shoulder, his hips gently moving against Koutarou’s mouth, they felt so close, just having Koutarou between their legs was enough to get them there. Koutarou followed Keiji’s suggestion, easing one of his fingers into Keiji’s warm, wet hole and watching to see if Keiji would experience any discomfort, but the younger one just rocked forward on that sole finger.
“More... you can give me more, I can take it like a big boy,” Keiji said as he heard a curse from Koutarou, “fuck my pussy with your fingers, daddy.”
“ Keiji !” Koutarou moaned, just honest to god moaned against his clit as he introduced a second finger, “you’re going to be the end of me.”
“Are you going to cum in your shorts from sucking on my clit and being called daddy?” Keiji teased, their hand moving into Koutarou’s soft hair, the shower must’ve washed out all the gel, “I think that’d be very hot.”
“God I don’t know if I’ll live enough for that, babe,” Koutarou began to say as Keiji pushed his mouth back down.
“Less talking, more sucking me off,” Keiji’s cool command had Koutarou groaning, but he didn’t stop as his fingers fucked into Keiji’s cunt and his tongue ran over their sensitive clit, “I’m almost there... you going to lick me clean too?”
“Mmm...” Koutarou’s answer came in getting a third finger inside of Keiji’s soaking hole and essentially letting his kouhai grind against his face, he was so submissive it was... awakening several things in Keiji that he’d need to think about later.
Keiji’s fingers curled tight in Koutarou’s hair as their orgasm crashed through them, his arousal gushed onto Koutarou’s hand and those fingers didn’t stop thrusting into him either, not until Keiji whined for him to stop.
“... good, you did so good, darling.”
Koutarou hummed at the praise, then pulled his fingers out to lick up Keiji’s cum and surged forward to lay a kiss on their lips, it was nice tasting themselves on their boyfriend’s tongue. They stayed like this for a few moments, just lazily kissing as Keiji was pressed back on the pillows, Koutarou’s hand wandering off to fondle their breasts and tug at their nipples.
“Did you want to stop here, Bokuto?”
“Koutarou... just... call me Koutarou, we’re dating and all so...” Koutarou said as Keiji nodded in response, “... I wanted to let you rest for a sec, then I got lost in kissing you again... but if you want to... I’d like to fuck you.”
“You have condoms?”
“I did! I bought some just yesterday,” Koutarou went to dig in his drawer to pull out the brand new box of unopened condoms, “I’m pretty sure I know what to do here.”
“Oh yeah? Real expert now once you’ve eaten a pussy once.”
Koutarou’s cheeks still turned a soft pink at Keiji’s dirty mouth as he went to get the box opened and pulled out a foil package, “... I don’t know if I’ll last that long. It’s you .”
“What did you say earlier, we had Friday, Saturday... Sunday? My pussy is here for your pleasure... Koutarou.”
“Say that again.”
Keiji pushed themselves up to throw their arms around Koutarou’s shoulders, bringing their lips just inches away from their boyfriend, “I’m all yours, here to please... to serve you... to be used like a fuck toy, you don’t have to be gentle with me.”
“Then... get on your stomach, that’s the best position to fuck into you deeply, yeah?”
“Yeah... and I do want to feel every inch of you inside of me, daddy~”
Koutarou pressed a harsh kiss to Keiji’s lips, his tongue immediately delving into Keiji’s mouth once it opened and wow , it was actually getting difficult to match his sudden uptick in aggression. Koutarou’s fingers gripped Keiji’s hips, pulling him right into his lap and trapping that huge cock between them, Keiji had to snake his hand down to get a touch, to stroke that massive cock that’d be inside of him soon enough.
“You know, I think I like you calling me daddy...” Koutarou murmured between their kisses, “it’s still kinda weird... but it turns me on so fucking much, baby.”
“It’s because you want to be my daddy, you want to take care of me and spoil me and treat me like daddy’s little boy,” Keiji’s mouth running along with his hand working Koutarou had the older one moaning his name, “is daddy going to fuck me or cum all over my hand?”
“Oh I’m fucking you alright,” Koutarou nearly growled as Keiji was hoisted up and turned onto their stomach, they eagerly went to rise their ass into the air too. The sound of the condom packet being torn had Keiji vibrating with anticipation, they scooped up a pillow to hold just as they felt large hands playing with their ass.
Squeezing, groping, kneading it... Koutarou had a thing for admiring beauty before wrecking it. Keiji wiggled their ass as a sign of impatience, getting a snicker from Koutarou that was soon followed by the head of his cock finally pressing into their needy hole.
Keiji fucked himself with the biggest dildo they owned just a couple days ago -for Koutarou’s viewing pleasure-, but absolutely nothing could compare to the real deal... a fat, hot cock sliding down the hilt. Koutarou was still for a moment, probably trying not to bust within five seconds of thrusting into his boyfriend, very cute of him... Keiji could probably wait.
“You feel so amazing... Keiji,” Koutarou breathed out as he bent over Keiji, then placed a few kisses along their shoulder blades, “can I hold your hand?”
“You don’t have to ask for that...” now it was Keiji’s turn for his cheeks to catch heat, he then let out of the pillow with his left hand and Koutarou’s fingers were fast to entwine with their own.
“I want to though... and you tightened around me when I did,” Keiji could envision the smirk on Koutarou’s face, “... I’m going to move now, but I’m really... god , Keiji... you’re so perfect.”
“You are too, Kou, I love how full you make me, I’ve never felt this fucking stuffed-’”
“Stop!” Koutarou nearly cried as Keiji chuckled under his breath, “I mean... don’t stop, but just give me a break baby.”
“Yes, yes... go on, fuck me.”
Koutarou squeezed Keiji’s hand, then began to rock his hips inside of him, a steady pace soon being set as Keiji was happy to take whatever was given to them. Koutarou’s weight felt heavy, but so comforting on them as they were getting fucked, they could lay here for the rest of their days just like this.
“So tight... so good ,” Koutarou was saying whatever came to his mind as he dragged his cock out and slammed in, getting Keiji to make those sweet noises as well. He seemed to be paying enough attention to hit that spot that had Keiji bucking their hips backwards and aiming right for it again.
“There... don’t stop, daddy please .”
Koutarou’s hand slid from Keiji’s hip to rub his fingers on their clit and Keiji really wasn’t expecting that as Koutarou fucked harder into him, he was feeling so sensitive there.
“Come on baby, you going to cum on daddy’s cock? Get it all messy?”
“God yes ,” Keiji cried as they rocked back on Koutarou’s cock, the hand on their clit pushing them right over the edge.
Koutarou bit down on Keiji’s shoulder as he quickly filled up the condom, bit of a tiny shame that Keiji wasn’t getting all of Koutarou’s seed inside of them. He’d have to look into taking birth control again for the sake of getting creampied.
“That was the... best ever...” Koutarou mused as all his weight sank onto Keiji’s back. He could suffocate here, that was fine.
~
Koutarou refused to let Keiji go as they were waiting on the train to arrive, pretty much mirroring Tetsurou and Kenma just beside them. Shouyou was rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet, chatting away with them about volleyball or food, Keiji really wasn’t paying attention.
He was going to miss Koutarou... although they’d already planned for the older one to visit Tokyo in a couple weeks, it’d only be fair if they took turns visiting each other. Keiji was positive this’d work out much better compared to their last relationship, there was just a... possessive, excited energy that came with Koutarou.
“You’ll text me the whole ride, right?”
“Yes, darling.”
“And you’ll tell me when you get home?”
“Yes, darling~”
“ And ... you’ll fuck yourself with your favorite toy while thinking of my cock?”
“... yes, Koutarou.”
Ah... Koutarou was getting bold... good .