The Power Of Suggestion
by the diggler
Warnings: This fic is a YAOI lemon [has explicit boyxboy homosexual content, FOR ADULTS ONLY]
A/N: For Chache. Ringmaster of the AKML. Doujinshika extrodinaire. Now a very delirious kitty. Thanks for uh… suggesting this foursome *wink wink*
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and related characters are the property of Inoue Takehiko et al.
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Rukawa stalked into the unfamiliar locker room and dumped his bag on the first bench he saw.
He plopped himself down next to it, frowning at the wall.
Things had definitely not turned out how he wanted today…
Go to Shoyo... challenge Hanagata to a one-on-one... win... leave…
Simple enough, right?
Wrong.
First of all, Hanagata wasn't even there. Some makeup class or test he had to take meant he had had to miss Saturday morning practice.
But then Fujima had offered to play him, and he thought, why not? Fujima was also a formidable opponent to conquer…
But he'd lost.
Kuso.
So he had more to learn. At least he had gotten a little better at accepting defeat.
But then surprisingly Hanagata had shown up after all, stopping by to see if the team was still practicing. And since that other guy Hasegawa was still hanging around they decided to play a friendly two-on-two, him and Fujima against Hasegawa and Hanagata.
Seemed like a good idea at the time... enjoy the opportunity to play with Fujima, and still challenge Hanagata… But he'd lost again.
No, things hadn't turned out right at all.
Stamina.
That's what he needed.
He was bloody exhausted right now. And his body felt like lead... like he was moving through water or something...
Water. Shower. Nice hot shower.
Rukawa released a deep sigh and wearily pulled off his shirt. Standing up unsteadily, he reached down to untie the drawstring of his shorts...
The door to the locker room swung open suddenly, and Hanagata walked in.
"Hey." he greeted when he saw Rukawa.
Rukawa gave the older boy an acknowledging nod.
Hanagata then strode over to a locker and opened it, pulling off his shirt and tossing it inside. Rukawa quickly turned his back, his cheeks flushing slightly as he worked on his drawstring.
"Good game Rukawa-kun."
"Aa." Rukawa replied, not turning around as he tried to make his shaking hands work.
"You've gotten a lot better."
Rukawa took the compliment silently, too busy concentrating on his fumbling fingers.
"You might've beaten us if you hadn't just played against Fujima."
Rukawa still didn't reply, not really knowing what to say... but at the moment even more perplexed by the unyielding drawstring of his shorts. How the hell did it get into this ridiculous knot?
"Need some help with that?"
Rukawa jumped at the proximity of the voice behind him, not realizing that Hanagata had come so near… Near enough for him to feel the older boy's breath on his bare back.
"Wha-What?"
"I said..." the bespectacled boy began, stepping so close that Rukawa could feel the heat from the other boy's skin... "Do you need some help with that?"
"N-no... I'm okay." Rukawa stammered, his gut jumping nervously.
"Relax Rukawa-kun, I just want to help." the older boy said, placing a hand on his shoulder. Rukawa tensed at the feel of it on his bare skin, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to move away. Then Hanagata reached down around his waist, and as the older boy's fingers went to work undoing his knot they brushed softly against his stomach.
Rukawa's breath hitched, but he remained still, not knowing how to react to the arms encircling his body, his skin tingling dangerously from the light touches near his navel and the steady breaths blowing against his neck. As the moments passed he found it extremely difficult to breathe, his pulse becoming increasingly louder in his ears, and he almost jumped again when he suddenly felt the weight of Hanagata's hands rest on either side of his waist.
"There, all done." Hanagata said, and he shivered at the low vibration of the older boy's voice so close to his ear.
"Th-Thanks." he managed to say.
"Don't mention it." Hanagata replied.
Then suddenly, instead of stepping away, the older boy stepped closer, pressing his body against Rukawa's back. Rukawa gasped in surprise... and his eyes widened even further when he felt something hard brush against his rear.
"Hanagata-san?" Rukawa flustered.
"Ne Rukawa-kun... you're really good-looking, you know that?"
Rukawa's jaw dropped open in disbelief.
"I bet you hear that all the time though..."
What the hell was going on here?
"Demo... I wonder if you taste good too?"
And all of a sudden Hanagata's lips were on his skin, pressing against the dip between his neck and shoulder, and sucking ever-so-gently on the sensitive juncture. Rukawa gasped again. He started to step away but Hanagata's grip tightened on his waist, the older boy's teeth biting his flesh just slightly in warning before a soft tongue reached out to caress his skin. Rukawa froze, suddenly paralyzed by the movements of the warm mouth so skillfully working his flesh. Then those lips slowly began massaging their way up his neck and he gave in with a sigh, his exhausted body overwhelmed by sensation and his mind too tired too protest. And when Hanagata began nibbling on his earlobe, his arm reached up with a mind of its own, his fingers weaving into the older boy's hair and holding him close to his neck.
And then Hanagata's hands left Rukawa's waist, the rough pads of his fingertips sliding up slowly towards Rukawa's chest. When the older boy's fingers finally brushed against his nipples Rukawa inhaled sharply, the rosy buds hardening instantly. He arched his back as Hanagata teased them, pinching them and rolling them, and he bit his lip when he felt his length begin to harden in response.
Then Hanagata slowly slid his hands down Rukawa's stomach, tracing teasing circles with his fingertips on the way, and Rukawa shivered in anticipation, his breath quickening as he waited for what he knew was coming next. Finally the older boy's hands slipped into his shorts, brushing against his arousal, and Rukawa gasped loudly, his length now pulsing full and throbbing hard. And then Hanagata began rubbing him, stroking his length while cupping and kneading his testicles with his other hand, and Rukawa groaned, his hips beginning to rock into Hanagata's expert fingers.
The older boy moaned into his ear, and he felt hardness pressing into him from behind, rubbing against him in time with his thrusting hips. Rukawa pushed back harder, letting Hanagata rub deeper in between his cheeks, the feel of the older boy's length through the thin material of their shorts making him quiver and mewl with desire. The older boy groaned again and gripped him tighter, and when Rukawa finally felt that hot friction against his entrance a long, low moan escaped the depths of his throat.
"Oi! Starting without us?" a voice suddenly spoke.
Rukawa immediately froze. His sight focused, eyes widening when he saw the owner of the intruding voice...
Fujima was standing right in front of them, casually leaning against the lockers with an amused smirk on his face. And Hasegawa was standing right behind the Shoyo captain, peering at them from over Fujima's shoulder as he sucked on the chestnut-haired boy's neck, his hand cupping Fujima's crotch and rubbing the unmistakable bulge there.
Rukawa's cheeks flushed furiously in embarrassment. He squirmed, struggling to get away from Hanagata, but the older boy gripped his genitals tight, forcing him to stay still. Pinned where he was, his eyes frantically searched for an escape, desperately avoiding contact with the gleaming stares of the two other Shoyo players as he stood so vulnerably exposed and trapped.
"You know Rukawa-kun... around here we have certain rules for when someone challenges a game..." Hanagata spoke into his ear.
Rukawa froze again.
"Around here, if someone loses a challenge... they have to submit themselves to the winner." the older boy said.
"W-what?" Rukawa whispered shakily, disbelieving.
"It's true Rukawa-kun..." Fujima said.
Rukawa's eyes returned to Shoyo's captain, his cheeks flushing again as Hasegawa continued to massage Fujima's crotch, the taller boy's other hand now roaming under Fujima's shirt.
"...And you've lost to all three of us today." Hasegawa said, a meaningful gleam in his eyes.
Rukawa's eyes widened as he fully understood what the three boys were saying, and panic began creeping up in his chest. Fujima took a step towards him, Hasegawa following closely behind, and he began to struggle again.
"Don't worry Rukawa-kun. We won't bite... much." Fujima smirked. Teasingly Hanagata bit his shoulder, making him yelp in shock. Fujima snickered and Hasegawa leered at him.
"C'mon Rukawa-kun, you're too tired to fight this. And I promise you you'll enjoy it." Hanagata crooned soothingly into his ear. "Just relax, ne? Let us do the work." the older boy whispered, his hands beginning to pump Rukawa's still hard length again. A moan escaped Rukawa's lips before he could stop it and he bit his lip when he heard how needy it sounded. In no time at all, Hanagata's skilled fingers were stroking him into frenzy again, and he leaned back into the older boy's embrace, knowing that any resistance would be futile.
As soon as he relaxed, he felt Hanagata's lips curve up into a grin against his neck. Abruptly the older boy's hands left his crotch, and before he had a chance to protest they were at his waistband, slowly pushing his shorts down to expose his flushing erection. Rukawa blushed, and although he was looking away he could feel Fujima and Hasegawa's eyes burning over his body.
Then suddenly he felt another set of hands on his thighs, pulling his shorts all the way off. He looked down to see Fujima kneeling on the floor in front of him, licking his lips like a hungry cat as his eyes roamed his aroused flesh. And then the boy leaned close, mouth closing around his leaking cockhead and gently sucking on it. Rukawa groaned, his knees suddenly going weak, but Hanagata held him tight, supporting him. And then Fujima sucked him all the way in, and Rukawa cried out as his tip hit the back of the older boy's throat. After a stunned moment of pleasure, he felt Fujima begin a rhythm, sucking him and releasing him, bobbing his lips back and forth along his cock, and making him gasp with desperate ecstasy.
Through glazed eyes he saw Hasegawa come closer, pulling off his shirt on the way and throwing it aside. The older boy stood next to Rukawa, his hand going down to comb through Fujima's hair as he watched the boy take in Rukawa's length again and again. And then Hasegawa turned, leaning in close to Rukawa and licking the length of his neck. A long moan escaped Rukawa's throat, and Hasegawa pulled back, smirking at the response. And then the older boy bent over and started licking Rukawa's nipple, his hand going to the other side of Rukawa's chest and pinching the other waiting nub lightly, rolling it in his fingertips. Rukawa's head dropped back onto Hanagata's shoulder as he released another needy moan, incapable of controlling his reactions anymore. His fingers reached up to weave through Hasegawa's hair as he thrust himself deeper into Fujima's mouth, pushing back to rub against Hanagata's hard arousal.
"More..." he whimpered, not caring that he sounded like a wanton whore.
And then he felt his feet leaving the ground, the three boys lifting him and lying him down on the wide bench beside them, Fujima's mouth barely leaving his cock the whole way. The captain pushed Rukawa's legs back and he parted them wide, letting the older boy knead his thighs as his cock was sucked. Vaguely he noticed Hanagata and Hasegawa kneel down on either side of him, and soon he felt their hot mouths on his hard flesh, Hanagata licking at his shaft while Hasegawa sucked on his tip, Fujima's mouth moving down to suck on his sac. Wetness... divine wetness all over him... and he writhed when Fujima's tongue began licking at his tight ring, Hanagata's lips sliding down to cover his testicles. And then there were fingers, on his nipples, inside his thighs, inside his entrance... rubbing, kneading, pushing and teasing... he couldn't tell who was doing what anymore, but at this point he didn't care. He body was trembling, shaking in the throes of ecstasy...
And then he came, crying out fiercely as he sprayed himself all over Hasegawa's face.
In an instant Fujima and Hanagata were licking the other boy, greedily cleaning the pearly fluids off his face. And then they turned their attentions back to Rukawa's flesh, lapping at the last drops that remained.
"Mmmm..." Hanagata murmured. "You do taste good..."
Rukawa 'hn-ed' as he collapsed back onto the bench, trying to regain his breath as the stars in his vision slowly cleared.
A few moments later he groaned, realizing that he was still hard and hungry for more...
Where did this stamina come from all of a sudden?
He glared down at his still-stiff erection-- but his eyes widened in shock when he saw an entirely new scene taking place in front of him...
Fujima was now kneeling on all fours on the bench in front of him, the pale curves of his rear exposed and rocking in the air as Hasegawa leaned over behind the boy and licked him inside. And in front of Fujima stood Hanagata, his shorts hanging off his hips as he thrust his erection in and out of Fujima's mouth. Rukawa gasped when he saw its length, suddenly not minding that he was ready for more.
The bespectacled boy heard the sound and turned his eyes onto Rukawa, smirking when he noticed where Rukawa's eyes were fixed. He pulled himself out of Fujima's mouth, standing back to push his shorts off completely. Fujima stood up off the bench, and Hanagata kneeled back on it, positioning himself in front of Rukawa and draping Rukawa's legs around his waist. By the time the older boy pressed his tip against his entrance, Rukawa was shaking with need.
He cried out when that stiff hardness finally penetrated him, easily finding his hidden spot inside. Without further ado the bespectacled boy began rocking his hips, his thrusts long and slow for his lengthy member. And Rukawa met those thrusts eagerly, gasping as the older boy's length filled him again and again and again.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw the remainder of Fujima's clothes tossed onto the floor, Hasegawa kneeling down in front of the other boy as his palm rubbed the curve of Fujima's flushing pink erection. Then Hasegawa's mouth closed in on Fujima's cock, and the Shoyo captain cried out, his fingers fisting in Hasegawa's spiky hair...
Unconsciously Rukawa reached down, stroking his throbbing erection in time with the thrusting of Fujima's hips. Hanagata growled and began thrusting faster inside him, and he tightened his legs around the older boy, pulling him deeper. And then Rukawa saw Hasegawa's fingers at Fujima's rear, pushing in and out in time with his mouth, making the smaller boy writhe and whimper and squirm. Rukawa mewled hungrily at the sight and Fujima's eyes flew open, locking on him as he clutched his own erection in mid-stroke. The older boy's eyes glinted and he put his hand on Hasegawa's shoulder, gently pushing the other boy away. Through a lust-filled haze of slow motion Rukawa watched Fujima come closer, and he whimpered when he felt Hanagata pry his hands off of his aching length. And then Fujima was straddling his lap, and he felt his cock being guided towards Fujima's ready and waiting entrance. Suddenly Fujima pressed down, impaling himself onto Rukawa with a cry of delight, and Rukawa gasped from the unbelievable tightness around his length.
And then Hanagata began thrusting again, rocking their three bodies in unison, and Rukawa groaned, the dual sensations of pulsing hot hardness and warm velvet friction surrounding him driving him to madness.
Dazedly he saw Hanagata's hands reach around from behind Fujima, and the smaller boy reached his arms up, entwining them around Hanagata's neck as the bespectacled boy stroked his body. And then Hasegawa came back into view, kneeling on the floor beside them, bending over to take Fujima's length in his mouth again. Rukawa struggled to find his sanity as he watched the spectacle before him, his own moans lost in a chorus of groans and gasps from the other Shoyo players.
And then Hasegawa leaned back and stood up, his pants hanging down as he stroked himself, watching the boys on the bench. Rukawa's eyes widened again, shocked by the impressive girth of Hasegawa's aroused member, and the older boy smirked at his reaction. And then Fujima leaned over, taking the tip of Hasegawa's girth into his mouth to play with it, letting his tongue hang out to sloppily slide and swirl around the leaking head.
Rukawa mewled hungrily, his own mouth hanging open in invitation as his tongue unconsciously rubbed over his own lips, sliding against his teeth and the insides of his mouth as his desire grew. Hasegawa's eyes burned at his wanton display, his fingers fisting tightly in Fujima's hair. And then Rukawa reached out, caressing Hasegawa's clenched thigh with a needy whimper, his hand sliding up to cup the older boy's sac. Hasegawa's eyes glinted lecherously at the touch, and he pulled away from Fujima, straddling himself over Rukawa's chest.
Then, taking his purple-dark cock in his hand, Hasegawa rubbed its tip against Rukawa's nipple, wetting it with his precum. Rukawa arched his back and gasped heavily, squirming as the tight nub was teased. He bit his lip against a groan when Hasegawa brought his cock to his other nipple, his eyes burning almost defiantly into the older boy's as it was given the same treatment. Then Hasegawa leaned back, and Rukawa's gaze was drawn downwards as the older boy began to pump his own length, fondling his balls with his other hand.
"You see this?" Hasegawa asked, continuing to stroke himself as he slid closer, "…this is for you." the older boy said, leering at him. Rukawa moaned, licking his lips in anticipation, transfixed by the play of fingers over that thick, dark flesh.
Finally Hasegawa leaned over, and taking Rukawa's hands the spiky-haired boy pinned them over Rukawa's head, his cock hanging right over Rukawa's face. And then Hasegawa pressed his tip against Rukawa's lips, throwing his head back with a hiss as he pushed himself into Rukawa's mouth.
Rukawa's mewls were drowned out by the loud cries and moans of the three boy's above him, and he writhed in ecstasy as he surrendered himself completely to sensation... Hanagata's length thrusting fast and hard inside him... Fujima riding him, so tight and warm around him... Hasegawa deep in his throat, so smooth against the walls of his mouth... and he closed his eyes, letting them use his body with such deliciously reckless abandon, waves of pleasure washing through him from everywhere... He began moaning deep in his throat and Hasegawa cried out, the older boy's hips twitching at the vibrations around his cock. He looked down at Rukawa, and their eyes locked again.
But there was something different... Hasegawa's eyes... Were they... blue?
Rukawa looked up in confusion at the spiky-haired boy...
Spiky-haired...?
His mind started to scream at him, forcing him to focus, to remember something... Panic rose up in his chest... He heard a voice in his head... calling to him...
He scrunched his eyes shut, trying to focus on it...
"...Kaede..."
Oh shit.
"...Kaede!"
Akira's voice.
His eyes flew open...
And through the dim light of his bedroom he saw his boyfriend's worried face looking down at him.
"Daijoubu Kaede?" Sendoh asked, his voice full of concern.
Rukawa couldn't reply, momentarily stunned and panting for air.
"Were you having a nightmare? You were moaning in your sleep..." Sendoh asked as he leaned closer.
Rukawa shuddered when he felt his boyfriend's body pressing against his own, cool skin against his hot and heaving chest...
"Kae-- Mmmph!"
Suddenly Rukawa pulled Sendoh down, locking their lips together in a greedy kiss. He flipped Sendoh onto his back and straddled him, pressing his rock hard arousal against the older boy's crotch. Sendoh moaned, desire instantly finding its way into his surprised eyes. Hungrily Rukawa's lips found the older boy's chest, attacking Sendoh's nipples sloppily with his mouth and tongue.
"Maa Kaede... not that I'm complaining, but what's going on here?" Sendoh chuckled.
"Make love to me Akira... Now." Rukawa growled.
"But I thought you wanted to rest before you went to Shoyo tomorrow--"
"Changed my mind. Not going anymore."
"But--"
"Shut up Akira and fuck me senseless!" Rukawa demanded.
Sendoh grinned. That porno he'd left in Rukawa's VCR seemed to have done the trick.
~ owari
hehehe… keeping the SenRu love alive…
completed May 11 '03