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Makoto hit the wall with a hard thud .
Quickly encased by the dark-haired man, Makoto could feel the need – raw, desiring, hungry – completely devouring Kazushi - his mind and body. Kazushi wasted no time with his new teammate, grinding eagerly against Makoto's own growing member. The thin fabric of their gym shorts proving useless when it came to the pure and unadulterated pleasure shooting up their spines.
The damp gasps of Kazushi were intoxicating for Makoto, the need to taste him quickly filling Makotos’s very soul. With barely a thought of hesitance, Makoto thrust his lips against Kazushis’ - his tongue invading his mouth and grazing against his teeth. Almost instantly, Kazushi responded with the movement of his own tongue, the both of them hungrily exploring each other’s mouths - mapping to memory the taste, texture and even the structure of their teeth.
Sliding his hand underneath the fabric of his gym shirt, Kazushi couldn’t help but explore the firm yet lithe muscles of Makoto’s lower torso - the skin hot to the touch and slick with sweat. Unable to bear the almost complete lack of skin against skin, he rushed to pull down both of their gym shorts - along with their boxers - just below their thighs, freeing their throbbing cocks from confinement. Both staring down at their cocks, the pair almost overwhelmed by the sheer need coursing through their veins. Without hesitation, Makoto and Kazushi pressed their hot cocks against each other and began to grind –
Fuck-
They could barely conceal the low moan between them as their precum slicked each other's cocks, causing the smooth friction to result in almost unbearable pleasure between them. Kazushi gripped onto his teammates hips with a bruising force as he left the others mouth and reached just underneath - beginning to suck on the soft flesh of Makoto’s neck. The boy underneath couldn’t help but clench his teeth together as the sudden pressure on his neck shot up his spine, himself forming a hold on the moulded flesh of Kazushi’s bottom cheeks.
Fuck they felt good under Makoto’s fingers.
Kazushi continued to thrust his pelvis upwards against the other man, their cocks continuing to throb and pulsate fluids over the other - the pleasure almost blinding, black holes forming in Makoto’s eyes as his release built from within.
Thrust-
Thrust-
Thrust-
With one last thrust , Kazushi moaned lowly into Makoto’s ear and his cock throbbed a final time before shooting his load up onto his friends abdomen. The warm liquid burned on Makoto’s skin as the movement slowed to a stop and the two men began to pant. Despite Kazushi achieving climax, Makoto’s cock sat behind his friends, still proudly erect and full of nerves. Before Makoto’s pleasure could begin to dissipate, Kazashi came down from his high and lowered himself quickly - his face front view with the sight of Makoto’s still hard cock.
He wasn’t- Was he?
Without hesitating, Kazashi reached forward and grabbed the base of Makoto’s cock before closing the distance and rolling his tongue around the fleshy tip.
Kazashi gave no thought to the taste of his salty-sweetness of his cum that was still covering his teammates cock, while Makoto reached one of his hands to cover his mouth as he let out a lowly groan into the open air, the other gripping down at the short hair of his teammate.
Disresgarding the hesitant grip in his hair, Kazashi went further - deeper - and pushed past the plump tip of Makoto’s penis. The tip felt heavy in Kazashi’s mouth as his flesh pulsated small bursts of precum onto his tongue as he flicked at the open gland on Makoto’s penis. The continued but hushed moans of the boy above him only spurred Kazushi onwards - with a surprising lack of effort, he pushed his head further onto the boys cock and began sucking on more than just the tip. The shaft of the boys penis forced him to stretch his jaw to the point it ached, yet he could care less as the hard cock pushed against the back of his throat.
The remaining need within Kazushi fueled the movements of his head - in, and out, in, and out. The feeling of his teammate's cock pulsating in his mouth as he continued his movements could almost be compared to heaven itself, the taste of precum delicious, and the scent of Makoto’s sweat and groin intoxicating.
Above him, Makoto squirmed against the wall as he struggled to quiet his moans against his palm. The feeling of the mouth sliding up and down his hard cock as his balls were pressed against periodaclly was almost overwhelimg as the sensations, unlike anything he had felt before, attacking his nervous system. He was getting close - the pressure in his balls built as they occasionally tensed against Kazushi’s chin, building to that moment he could pulsate his seed down his friends throat.
Kazushi could tell the boy above him was close to climaxing. The boy’s legs were shaking, his hips occasionally thrusting, and his penis throbbing more consistantly than before. Kazushi, with the thought of his friend’s approaching climax, hastened the back and forth movements of his head - he was desperate to bring the boy the same excruciating pleasure he had managed to feel just minutes prior.
And luckily, Makoto was getting close. Too close.
His body felt as if it was on fire, the pleasure filling out his body as the pressure in his groin kept building and building until–
Knock knock knock
The door to the storage room vibrated with the knocks of a stranger as Makoto finally released the pressure from within. His cock pulsated and unloaded ropes of cum into the throat of his teammate, feeding him his load while someone was waiting outside - just behind the door.
Kazashi couldn’t savor the taste of his friends semen before pushing his head back and standing back up, fixing his cock back into his boxers and gym shorts while Makoto followed the same motions all while out of breath. As soon as they were both decent, Kazashi looked into the panicked eyes of his friend before giving his forehead a quick stroke in an attempt to try and calm him.
He turned around and hesitantly reached for the door handle.
He opened the door.
And–
Yuki Nishiwaki, the team manager, stood outside and looked at them both with a concerned expression. The two boys, in the heat of the moment, forgot, but they were only supposed to be away for a short time to collect some supplies, yet it seemed they were gone long enough to warrant the team manager to check up on them.
The two boy’s wave off Yuki, hoping she doesn’t notice anything incriminating on the pair, and assure her that they just had trouble finding the supplies needed in such a messy storage room. It’s clear that she doesn’t believe them, but she relents and instructs them to be quick before spiraling around and returning to the sports track.
As they head back into the storage room, the two boys cant help but give a breath of relief before they ultimately turn to each other and have a quick kiss before finally focusing on the task at hand.