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Kiyotaka straightens out his school jacket; It's a nervous habit he has, and right now he's definitely nervous. Mondo Owada, his friend—no, his newly declared
Kyoudai—was likely only mere yards away, behind the double doors Ishimaru finds himself in front of. He has no idea why his body has halted itself in front of where he'd agreed to meet the biker gang leader just earlier today. For some reason, the memory of the encounter has been playing in Taka's head on repeat since it happened.The two had been eating lunch together, like they do every day, and Ishimaru had been detailing Mondo about his prefect schedule (because he had asked about it!) The biker had sat and listened with a look on his face Kiyotaka couldn't place."—I have to be in the parking lot by 6AM for first-shift crossing guard duty.—During study hall I TA for Aizawa sensei and he usually has me grading essays for him or writing questions for the next exam.—After 7th period I try to grab a quick snack at the Konbini if I have time, before I have to be at the tutoring sessions I host in the library. Usually, it takes an hour or two but if the students need longer, I stay for however long is necessary—" That's when Mondo had cut him off."—Shit Taka, no wonder yer always so fuckin' tense. You do more shit ina day than most people 'round here do in a fuckin' month. I keep tellin' ya, you need a damn break, otherwise yer bound to crack."This wasn't the first time Mondo had brought it up. In fact, the biker had been saying it more and more recently. He's much more perceptive than their peers give him credit for. And normally Ishimaru would have quelled his Kyoudai's concerns right away by belting out one of his positive mantras, but Kiyotaka's brain had stalled in that moment because he had been feeling a little…tired? Tense? Like he was on the verge of being crushed by his responsibilities. It wasn't a feeling the raven-haired boy had given much attention to, but if his friend—his
Kyoudai— was bringing it up so often, perhaps it was important. Plus, the biker had fixed his beautiful, soft, lavender-haze eyes onto Ishimaru with an intense gaze that felt like it was boring into his soul.In a moment of vulnerability Kiyotaka had sighed, allowed his head to droop a little bit, and admitted, "I know it's a lot Kyoudai…And maybe you're right, maybe a break would be beneficial… but I cannot, and will not, shirk my responsibilities. I have agreed to do these things, and so I have a moral obligation to follow through with them…Even if I end up over-exerting myself in the process, I must keep to my word, no matter what…" A beat had passed between the boys before Mondo gave the prefect a sympathetic half-smile and clapped him on his back."Well, if ya aren't gonna do less then let me teach ya how ta de-stress properly. I know ya don't do anythin' fer yerself, and that hasta change if yer gonna keep carryin' tha weight of tha world on these shoulders", he punctuated the last part by gently squeezing Kiyotaka."What do ya say? It's Friday, an I know ya don't tutor on Fridays. After class why don't ya let me show ya my 'relaxation technique.'" Mondo had accentuated the words and raised his brow in a way that Taka almost deemed provocative but figured there was simply a joke in there that he'd missed. After all, he's sure his Kyoudai doesn't think about him in the same way he thinks about-"I promise it'll help ya."
And that's how he had ended up there in front of the locker room doors at 3:55PM. The biker had chosen to meet at 4 o’clock, saying it was 'perfect because no one would be around' which Kiyotaka had found odd. He didn't know what Mondo's 'relaxation technique' entailed but since his Kyoudai is a very insanely-built, godlike, muscular person, who has talked his ear off more than a dozen times about how, "Working out is his therapy" (a statement that doesn't make any sense because how does exercising relate to trauma exploration?) Taka assumes it probably involves some type of weight training. Which doesn't sound very relaxing.Regardless, Ishimaru has been standing here too long and since he cannot arrive any later than their agreed upon time, he wipes his sweaty palms off on his slacks, lets out the shaky breath he didn't realize he was holding, and proceeds into the locker room.It takes only a moment for the raven-haired boy to push through the double doors into the smallish main area, go down the short hallway to the left, then through the key-card-required 'boys locker room'.Immediately he is accosted with the breathtaking sight of a shirtless, sweat-dripping, flush-skinned Mondo who looks up from the phone he was just scrolling on, and flashes a smile so wide and perfect at Kiyotaka that he feels like all the air in his lungs is punched out of him.Mondo hasonly a pair of black basketball shorts on and white converse. His hair is in its typical, unique, 'pompadour' style but the longer, darker parts are clinging to his neck with sweat. His light, dreamy, lavender eyes are dilated slightly, and his pointy canines are on full display. If Taka didn't know any better, he'd say that it looks like his Kyoudai has just finished a vigorous workout. He's definitely not taking mental pictures of his friend's hot, flushed skin and the soft, shallow, delicious, little breaths that are falling out of his perfect mouth.The prefect has to physically shake his head a little to stop the intrusive thoughts that are infiltrating his brain."Sup Kyoudai! Yer skirtin' the line a lil on yer 'punctuality'. I almost thought ya weren't gonna show, heh." The biker's tone is playful, but his gaze holds something else, something almost…predatory. Kiyotaka is sure he is imagining it but nevertheless he feels a pang of warmth shoot through his stomach as he looks into those light purple eyes. He forces a smile back at his Kyoudai. "My apologies, Owada-kun. I hope I didn't keep you waiting long.""Ya didn't keep me waiting," the gang leader stands and comes over to where Taka is. Kiyotaka doesn't think about how Mondo stands a full head taller than him, or how his glistening biceps are the size of his thigh, or how when his Kyoudai stood up this one bead of sweat slid down the divot of his bulging abs. "An' how many times do I hafta tell ya, you can call me by my first name. We're
Kyoudai
now. None of this formal shit."Ishimaru nods harshly, he knows his Kyoudai hates when he calls him by his family name but truthfully Taka feels a little nervous calling the biker by his first name. It's silly but it just feels so…intimate on Taka's tongue. He knows he's being dumb (and honestly perverted) but saying his name aloud does
things
to Kiyotaka. It makes him feel like the two are incredibly close (and of course they are! They share a brotherhood!). Ishimaru knows he needs to get over his perversions."A-ah…I'm sorry M-Mondo-kun, of course! We are brothers now and as such, have earned the right to address each other by our names! It won't happen again!" It's never on purpose, but Taka is projecting the words so loudly that they vibrate off the lockers in the empty room.Mondo's eyes widen at the accidental shouting. "Shit dude, it's alright. Not a big deal. I know yer not used to this stuff yet." The biker's sweaty, warm, massive hand clamps lightly onto Kiyotaka's shoulder; Another action that Mondo has been doing often that’s been sending Taka's traitorous mind through a loop. The raven-haired boy was surprised to learn how comfortable Mondo is with physical touch.After the two had gotten over their initial clash of personalities and grew to be friends Taka found the biker always in close proximity. The gang leader will encouragingly clap a hand on Ishimaru's back, he sits with his massive legs spread wide enough that one of them is always touching the prefect, heck, he even gave Taka a moderate smack on his backside after gym class one day (Taka's face had been cherry red after that one). It's so foreign to the raven-haired boy to have a male friend be so…touchy with him (Not that he minds! In fact, he's even come to crave the closeness). But the contact never fails to make his breath hitch, and his palms sweat. Obviously, it's just Kiyotaka's nerves because he's never had such a close friend…"I know yer still getting used to us bein' Kyoudais. I'm glad ta be the one ta take ya under my wing so ta speak." There it is again. His voice is gravelly, with a cadence so deep and smooth, like something between a purr and a growl. Taka isn't sure he can handle this but it's too late to back out now. He ignores how strangely tight his pants feel.Kiyotaka puffs out a little breath trying to reel his brain back in. "So…um…Kyoudai…uh am I to change into my workout clothes now?"The biker shakes his head, "Nah, we ain't doin' a workout Taka. Workin' out is good for stress sometimes, but I know ya exercise regularly an yer still wound tight as shit. We're hittin' the sauna first, so go ahead an take everythin' off."The prefect swears he blacks out for a single second. So, he was wrong in thinking that the pair would be exercising together, that's fine. They are instead going to the sauna, under normal circumstances, this would also be fine. It's the 'taking everything off' bit that has Taka panicking.Does his Kyoudai expect him to be completely nude or will a towel be allowed? Even with a towel, it's not an ideal situation because since the raven-haired boy had walked into that forsaken locker room and saw 'Mr. Dreamy', ten-pack, sweaty, sex-god, biker gang leader, there's been a dull throbbing in his trousers that has only steadily made itself more and more known. It's a risky situation, one that Ishimaru unfortunately has no way out of."A-Ah, perfect, Kyoudai! I've read about the benefits of using a sauna and I actually went a few times as a child…I-I'm excited to see if it indeed helps with my…uh..stress! My stress levels! Ha," Ishimaru gulps as something else the biker said registers in his brain. "As you said, we're uh…using the sauna
first?…And…and then?"Mondo runs his tongue over his perfectly white, slightly pointed teeth before lightly chewing on his lip. It seems like the gang leader is thinking through his next words carefully. Having Mondo's intense eyes on him makes Taka want to squirm."Yep, sauna first. Then we head to the bath house", He says the words slowly with another unreadable expression. The biker's eyes stay fixed on Ishimaru like a lion’s on a gazelle.The prefect feels his palms go hot and he knows he fails to keep the anxiety off his face because his Kyoudai's brow goes up and Mondo holds up his hands like he's trying to persuade Taka to not freak out."It's alright Taka, I know it's weird tha first time ya take a bath with yer bros. Trust me, it's probably gonna feel a lil awkward in tha beginning but it's perfect for gettin' rid of stress n' tension. 'An it's actually a good bonding experience between men okay. I mean, once ya bear yourself to tha other you'll trust in yer bro for life. That's my promise to ya as a man. Ain't nothin' weird about it unless ya make it weird."
Ishimaru's heart is about to jump out of his chest and breakdance on the floor. He inhales and exhales slowly a few times and luckily it does help him steady himself. He truly has no idea how the hell he's going to do this, but his Kyoudai is looking to him for an answer. Mondo said he wanted to…bear himself to him…to bond…to build trust…If Taka says no now, he will surely upset his precious Kyoudai.
Kiyotaka answers the biker's promise with a wobbly smile, "A-alright Kyoudai…I trust you completely… I'll take your lead."Any apprehension that Mondo has seemingly dissipates and he flashes a grin back, firmly patting the prefect's back. "That's right Kiyo, just follow me n' I promise you'll be good as new by the time we're done.", Ishimaru swears that Mondo's voice drops slightly and his eyes flash with something
heated, "I'll make ya forget what stress is."The words send a shiver up Taka's spine and he feels the hairs on his arm stand up. The raven-haired boy silently chastises himself for where his lecherous mind takes him (Kyoudai is being a good friend, get your mind out of the gutter).As the two disrobe side-by-side Kiyotaka keeps his blood red eyes fixed on the ceiling and definitely doesn't let his thoughts dwell on the gorgeous,
naked, tanned skin he can make out in his peripheral vision. Or the tantalizing, previously hidden, paler parts.Thankfully, his trouser situation has calmed down significantly; No doubt because of the paralyzing anxiety streaming through his body, but still, it's a godsend that he doesn't have
that
problem to worry about now.The boy’s sauna is attached to the opposite end of the locker room. As the pair enter the small, mostly wooden, vacant room Kiyotaka is vaguely aware that Mondo is talking about something."—come here all tha time n' just sweat it out—It's really good fer ya, I always feel fuckin' amazin' afterwards—longest I ever been in one was overnight, heh, don't ask, long story."There's a beat of silence and Ishimaru realizes that the biker has said something to him and is waiting for a response (Curses!). Taka hadn't noticed that he wasn't listening to his Kyoudai (How rude!). The prefect straightens out the towel around his waist (luckily Mondo had opted for one too because he can only handle so much, okay)."T-that's great", is the weak excuse for conversation Taka musters up with a feigned smile. He was never good at bluffing…The biker gang leader lets out an amused snort, "Shit, was I goin' on an on? Sorry Kiyo, I'm jus happy yer finally takin' my advice is all.""N-no Mondo-kun! Please don't apologize! That was so rude of me,
I'm
sorry. M-my mind has been on other things…um school-related stuff! B-but I'm going to try my best to not think about that stuff right now so I can give you my full attention."His Kyoudai is holding his gaze steadily (it's another thing the biker does that sends Taka's anxiety through the roof. Mondo wields eye contact like it's a weapon, never breaking it mid-conversation. It's incredibly intimidating and Kiyotaka is sure that it's something he does to command respect, and instill fear, and
dominance
over others. And it absolutely works, even though the gang leader is probably doing it out of habit at this point). Mondo sits onto the wooden bench with his hand extended out, gesturing to the spot next to him where he wants Ishimaru to sit (Ishimaru does)."I'm hopin' this experience will make ya forget about that 'school-related stuff'…I'm also hopin' that it'll make ya less nervous 'round me." Taka's mouth immediately snaps open to rebuff that statement, but Mondo cuts him off, "—It's fine, Taka. Trust me, I'm used ta it. In fact, people would be stupid ta not be scared a me, 'specially if they don't know me or are on my bad side. I mean fuck, I gotta reputation to uphold." He pauses and breaks eye contact, chewing his lip as he thinks through his next words. Ishimaru shifts on the wooden bench, his skin is already starting to moisten from the heated air, but the sauna isn't what's causing him to fidget.The lavender gaze fixes on the prefect again. "I don't want ya ta be scared of me. Or nervous, or whatever. Ya don't gotta be. I know yer the Ultimate moral compass an to you I prolly seem like a fuckin' ticking time bomb but I promise ya that I am a good, honest man when it comes down ta it. Once I'm in good with someone, it's fer forever, unless they fuckin' cross me or somethin'. Yer my
Kyoudai
now." Mondo wraps his massive, hot hand gingerly around Kiyotaka's thigh, and the prefect's mouth goes dry. "There's not
anythin'
I wouldn't do fer ya."The raven-haired boy swallows, trying to take all of that in while traitorous thoughts are swirling around in his head at the tenderness (he doesn't deserve such tenderness, but like heck is he going to throw away such a precious gift). Taka sucks in a shallow, anxious breath and, to mirror the brotherhood Mondo is sharing with him, Kiyotaka looks back into the biker's intense eyes. The prefect gently and slowly puts his hand atop his Kyoudai's squeezing lightly, he lets his hand linger there, reveling in how soft yet rough the biker's hand feels."I-I've never…had this before…a Kyoudai…not even a close friend really…I-I know you know that I wasn't very popular when I was younger but…the truth is that most of the kids I went to school with hated me…I…I was bullied…really badly…. all throughout my formative years because of the way I speak…a-and how I dress, and how I follow the rules so closely. I-It's okay now though, Hope's Peak is an incredible institution. And our classmates are very kind, but…I guess it's hard for me to understand how someone as strong, and incredible as you could want to be my Kyoudai…"Mondo listens to Taka as he entrusts him with such difficult words. The biker gang leader's face often doesn't convey much but Ishimaru can see the openness, can feel the empathy coming from him. He gives Taka's thigh another tender squeeze before pulling his hand away."Fuck Kiyo…I'm sorry ta make ya talk about that stuff… I usually try ta keep things light when I hang out with my bros… but I also believe that sometimes shit comes up an' it's better to get it out than keep it bottled up… I wish I could undo all tha harm that those fuckers did ta ya,
an if I ever find out who they are there will be hell ta pay…But I really appreciate you sharin' that with me. An' I promise this is the last mushy thing I'll say, but I see a lot of greatness in ya…My brother Daiya told that ta me and now I'm passing it onto you, cuz it's true."The two share a glance as a few heavy moments tick by, until Mondo lets out a soft chuckle and takes Taka into a playful headlock. He catches Ishimaru completely by surprise, so all the prefect has time to do is let out an indignant, "Hey!" The gang leader has an easy smile on his face as he musses up Taka's hair."I'd say yer reaction time could use a lil work tho", the biker laughs. Kiyotaka wiggles out of the headlock, or more accurately Mondo lets him out, and tries his best to give the biker gang leader a deadpan stare, attempting to look moderately annoyed."Well… I appreciated
most
of the things you said. Though that last part seemed…highly unnecessary." The pointed statement from the prefect sends Mondo into a contagious burst of laughter and Taka can't stop it from bubbling out of him as well. The two laugh a good while until it peters out into giggles, and then finally they are able to contain it.Once the pair come down from the laughing fit things feel so much more…easy between the two of them. Sharing such personal feelings with each other and then getting the awkwardness out by laughing as hard as Taka has in a while leaves him feeling lighter. His Kyoudai is right, not only are they bonding and growing closer, but Kiyotaka feels some of that invisible weight being lifted from his shoulders. Could it really be this easy with him?Kiyotaka is pulled from his thoughts when Mondo's deep voice breaks the comfy silence, "Let's go back ta talkin' bout the relaxation stuff. That way we can keep our minds off of tha tough shit", The biker playfully pushes his shoulder into Ishimaru and flashes his easy smile again, it's the most beautiful sight Kiyotaka's ever seen. Taka nods eagerly in response to his Kyoudai.Mondo wipes some forming sweat off his forehead and Kiyotaka notices the biker's signature 'pompadour' is starting to come undone from the moisture and heat of the sauna. Taka wonders if Mondo's hair will be fully down in the bath; He's never seen his Kyoudai's hair down before and he imagines what it would feel like to run his hands through it or pull it. The biker gang leader leans back and rests his hands behind his head in a content manner. The new position highlights the biker's ample chest (and his perky, pink nipples) and Ishimaru's eyes can't help but follow the hard ridge of Mondo's abs down to the concealing white towel (Taka does
not
imagine what's underneath)."As I told ya, I like ta come to tha sauna ta sweat everythin' out, all the tension n' shit just melts away from tha heat. N' takin' a nice hot bath, specially in tha mornin', is a great way to relax. I doubt ya would ever be down, but ridin' my hog totally puts me in a good mood too. It's fuckin' exhilarating but afterwards the adrenaline leaves yer body an you feel like yer floatin' on cloud fuckin' nine. An a course I lift weights too, but that usually only helps if I'm feelin' pissed off…Guess that's pretty much everythin' I do ta burn off some stress… Except, ya know…" Mondo bumps Taka expectantly at that last statement with a wide grin but Taka's brain stalls. Whatever dots are supposed to be connecting for the prefect are not, and Ishimaru just looks back at the biker with wide eyes, hoping that Mondo will elaborate.The biker licks his lips before continuing, "The oldest relaxation technique in tha book. All guys do it…An actually probly girls too."Taka can tell by Mondo's face that he still expects him to read between the lines, but the only ancient stress-relieving techniques Taka is aware of are meditation, yoga, and certain types of herbal remedies he's read about, but he's pretty sure that the biker isn't referencing any of those. So, Kiyotaka just tilts his head to the side like a lost puppy and continues looking at him, puzzled."Ya know…jerkin' off?" The words that spill out of the biker’s mouth elicit an image in Kiyotaka's head.
He sees The biker gang leader alone in his dimly lit room, stretched out across his bed. Mondo hasn't bothered to remove his baggy pants; Merely elected to hastily pull them down, his hot hand desperate to go where he needs it the most. He bites down on his lip in a futile attempt to quiet the embarrassingly
sinful
noises spilling out of him, while his large, rough hand furiously pumps his
painfully
hard manhood. Mondo pleasures himself so thoroughly, in a way that no one else ever could, because only he knows his own body so intimately.The thoughts punch through Kiyotaka causing him to stutter out in shock, "O-Oh! M-Mondo-kun! Um…That's so personal!", Kiyotaka's heart is beating so hard in his chest. "I…um I-I've never… talked about
that
kind of thing before…""Oh, really? Me n' the bros have 'guy talk' like that all tha time, 'specially in the sauna. There's no awkwardness between Kyoudai. We can talk bout whatever we want n' it stays between us. That's a promise." Ishimaru keeps his eyes on the floor for a beat, mulling over Mondo's words. His Kyoudai is trying to bond with him and build trust… perhaps it's okay to indulge even though it's so foreign and taboo to Taka, but also if he
has
to talk about that stuff with someone, he's glad it's Mondo."I….don't really do that too often…J-Jerking off, I mean…" Taka finally pulls his gaze off the floor but isn't quite confident enough to meet the biker's eyes. Sweat drips down the prefect's neck and he rubs it away."Oh… Well, no wonder yer always so fuckin' tense, Kiyo. Hell… I do it most days n' I still get pissy if I go like 3 days without jerkin' it…Ya know, guys are supposed to do it, it’s good for our brains or somethin'. It’s completely natural. " His voice deepens so pleasurably that the word flows off his tongue. It sends an ice-cold shiver up Taka's spine and finally his eyes dart back to his Kyoudai's. Mondo's eyes are fixed on the raven-haired boy, it unnerves him (like he won't take his eyes off me, like I
belong
to him).Taka goes back to fidgeting with his towel, he doesn't begin to know how to process the information his Kyoudai shared (Mondo…touches himself every day?). The prefect silently wonders if the biker normally does it before or after the two hang out together (Not that it matters!)."Um…I guess I'm just normally too busy…to…I-I just don't normally have time." Taka's cheeks flush warmly at the admittance, he's grateful his face is already red from the sauna. It feels so weird to divulge such…intimate info to anyone, but Mondo doesn't seem to be judging him (or disgusted).The biker clicks his tongue, "I usually just do it in tha shower, saves time on tha clean up." Ishimaru groans internally at that
vivid
statement. "But it shouldn't be takin' ya too long ta, ya know, finish. If it is then maybe ya need ta try some different
stimulation."Kiyotaka looks back at Mondo with a raised brow. The prefect feels a little dumbfounded. He may not touch himself every single day but he's pretty sure he knows how to
masturbate
(does Mondo think he's that naive?)."I'm… not sure I know what you mean." Taka answers slowly. The biker starts chewing his lip again, he wishes his Kyoudai would stop the assault of his perfect, kissable mouth. There's a small beat (of perhaps hesitation) before Mondo asks, " Well, what do ya normally do when you touch yerself?"The biker gang leader's face seems completely sincere which makes Taka look at him incredulously (he seriously thinks I'm either a prude or an idiot). Ishimaru completely stone-faced just balls up his right fist and moves it up and down, simulating the crude gesture. Mondo clearly hadn't been expecting the display because he bursts into laughter immediately. Anxiety blooms in Ishimaru's chest and if his face wasn't cherry red before, it definitely is now."You asked!” Kiyotaka shouts defensively, he's never felt more embarrassed. Mondo is smiling so hard, the laughing fit causes a few tears to cling to his pretty lashes. He wipes them away as he chuckles, "I'm sorry Kiyo, that was just so goddamn adorable."Taka blinks slowly (Mondo thinks he's adorable?). He doesn't really know how to react to that, but it strangely takes away the embarrassment and anxiety (and some…other feeling blooms in his stomach)."What I meant by askin', was that fer some guys, dick stimulation isn't enough to make em cum. Sometimes ya need
inner
stimulation."Finally, and embarrassingly, Taka understands what Mondo is referring to. And although the prefect has
dabbled,
he's not sure he feels totally comfortable talking about—"—Have ya ever tried playin' with yer ass?", The biker gang leader's voice cuts right through Taka's thoughts. His soft lavender eyes seem to convey curiosity but as Kiyotaka searches them, he feels like maybe there's a
hunger
there not-so-hidden under the surface. He doesn't know why there would be though…Still, it boggles the raven-haired boy how relaxed Mondo looks while asking him such a lewd thing. It's as if the biker had just asked him what his favorite food was and not about how he chooses to pleasure himself. Taka can't help the incredulous huff he lets out. There is no way he is going to answer that."Have you?", is what blurts out of the prefect’s mouth before he can stop himself, and the second it does he feels
mortified
(Oh god, he just asked the ultimate biker gang leader if he….'plays with his ass'). Taka expects Mondo to get embarrassed, or annoyed, or furious; What he doesn't expect is:"Fuck yeah. I don't do it all tha time, but ya know that's where tha G-spot is. An' the orgasm ya get from it is fuckin' insane." Mondo is saying the words so easily that it takes Ishimaru a second to register. His Kyoudai…has touched himself
there?Taka doesn't even try to keep the surprise off his face. His brain cooks up a lustful picture;
Mondo’s standing in a steam filled shower; He's got a leg propped up, foot planted on the side of the tub. His eyes are closed so tightly, fighting between pain and pleasure as he fits a thick, calloused finger inside himself as deeply as he can take. His movements are practiced, and it doesn't take long for his expression to soften, blossoming into shameless ecstasy. Mondo's face is so beautiful as he fingers himself. Those plump lips have fallen open and this time he makes no attempt to restrain the breathy moans and needy whines that leave his mouth. The biker doesn't care if anyone hears him, he only cares about finding that spot inside himself that makes him see stars. His other hand is hard at work as well, beating his massive hard-on like it owes him money (Taka has never seen the appendage before, but somehow, he just knows its
huge).Taka shudders at the thought, not even chastising himself too much for thinking it. It's one he's probably going to be playing in his mind on repeat… Ishimaru does hear that small voice in the back of his head warning him to stop talking and thinking about such…sexual
things with his Kyoudai. After all, Mondo may be comfortable talking about these things but that doesn't mean he's…like Taka…That doesn't mean that he'd be accepting…The prefect does his best to shove the voice down, he's not going to reveal those
things
to his Kyoudai… He knows there's a high likelihood that he will never be able to come out fully to his friend, and it's a sad thought, but one that Taka's already resigned himself to.That doesn't mean the raven-haired boy can't dream though. Taka licks his lips, "W-Wow Mondo-kun…That sounds…amazing." He lets himself smile back to the biker who has half of his mouth raised in a smirk. Mondo also has his brow raised expectantly, no doubt waiting for Ishimaru to answer his previously unanswered question."Um….I…I have…touched myself… there…" Mondo's lip twitches slightly at the admittance, he's staring into Kiyotaka's eyes again and he sees the gang leader's pupils dilate, the soft purple now being eclipsed by black. There's that possessiveness that makes the raven-haired boy swallow nervously."I-I used my fingers a couple of times…a-and it was good…but not great. I don't think that their long enough…" Taka trails off looking at his fingers, he hopes he didn't say anything out of place.He hears Mondo swallow hard, vaguely aware that the mood, the
energy
between them is shifting (to what, Taka isn't sure). When Ishimaru glances back to the biker gang leader he blinks a couple of times pupils still blown wide, then he looks down to Ishimaru's fingers and softly smirks again."Yeah, it's hard ta do on yerself. Plus yer fingers are pretty thin, not like mine", and the biker wordlessly holds up his pointer and middle finger together. Taka can only gulp and nod lightly, his hands move subconsciously to shield his lap because he feels any remaining blood in his body rush south at the motion. Mondo chuckles lightly."Kiyo, have ya ever done anythin' with anyone?" The biker gang leader places a gentle hand on Taka's back. Kiyotaka can't lie to his Kyoudai (He can't lie at all, he's the ultimate moral compass!) but he also can't tell the whole truth either. He settles for telling Mondo part of the truth and omitting the dangerous details."…Y-yes, Kyoudai…I kissed someone…" Taka wishes his hands didn't have to be stuck covering his arousal because he desperately wants to fidget with his towel. He feels Mondo shift slightly, but his warm hand stays put on the prefect's back.After a pregnant pause in the conversation the biker speaks, for the first time, in a slightly hushed voice, "An' was that someone a girl? Or…a
boy?"The question stops Ishimaru's heart dead in its tracks. He's sure of it. There's no way it hasn't completely exploded through his chest leaving behind a gory, cavernous hole. Taka can't help the way his brow furrows in anguish or how he curls in on himself. There's a sickening pit in his gut,
I'm such an idiot. I could have been more careful. It's all my fault and now I'm going to suffer the painful consequences…I shouldn't have let this happen…oh god…What if he hurts me?
"Taka? Hey, Taka, It's okay"
Ishimaru feels the hand start rubbing gentle circles on his back. He wishes he could lean into it… Taka sucks in some deep breaths to soothe himself and to keep the unshed tears in his eyes from spilling. He won't let himself cry."Hey, it's okay if ya don't wanna say…Ya don't have to…but…I hope ya know that I'm not judgin' ya. Trust me Kiyo, I would
never
judge you." Taka hears his Kyoudai's words and waits a single beat before looking back to Mondo. He searches the gang leader's face thoroughly but, to his confusion, he finds no malice… no cruelty… no judgement…Could it really be this easy with him?
Mondo just meets his bright red gaze with cool purple. Ishimaru wipes his watery eyes with his arm (his arousal unsurprisingly died down). The warm hand is still rubbing soothing circles… Kiyotaka swallows and takes a deep breath."A boy. I kissed a boy…last year." Takas never heard his own voice sound so…small before. He utters the words slowly, like he's testing the waters (preparing to drown). But he isn't met with a watery demise. Instead, Mondo just gives him another perfect, blinding, easy smile; One that makes the raven-haired boy feels like he's floating. He still doesn't remove his hand either, just keeps tracing gentle shapes on Taka's back. The action is so grounding and soothing to Ishimaru, he doesn't want him to ever pull away."I had a feeling…", the biker trails off, clearly trying to think through his next words thoughtfully. When those lilac eyes fall back onto Taka they are softened, but burn with tender emotions."It's not bad… or wrong ya know…Guys likin' guys or whatever…Any person's allowed to like what they like, an' any fuckers who have shit ta say about it can talk ta my fuckin' fists." Kiyotaka holds his Kyoudai's gaze steadily. He feels surprised at the biker's words, but in the best way. In fact, they mean the absolute world to him,
I'm sorry I assumed the worst of you Mondo…You are a good, honest man.Taka gives his Kyoudai a small but warm smile, one that shows all of the relief and gratitude the raven-haired boy is feeling, then he nuzzles his head into the biker's shoulder affectionately. Ishimaru feels light and tingly (and kind of scared honestly, he's never felt so desperate to hold onto a person for dear life. He can't lose this,
ever)."Thank you, Kyoudai…You have no idea how much your words mean to me…and I wholeheartedly agree. People should be able to love whoever they want." Taka allows himself a few more moments to savor the embrace before lifting his head off of Mondo. The biker lets out a small noise, like he misses the contact…Taka notes that his Kyoudai still has his arm wrapped firmly on his back (and shows no signs of moving it).The biker gang leader has a soft smile fixed to his face, but Kiyotaka can see the wheels still turning in his head. He's chewing his lip again. "Ya don't have ta answer if ya don't want to, but… did you an' that guy do anythin' else?" His eyes are more serious now as he speaks. Taka is sure he’s wrong, but there’s something almost jealous about how Mondo sounds.The idea causes a warm, pleasant tingle to swirl inside Taka's stomach. He doubts Mondo would be jealous of someone
touching
him…but if he was…Taka would definitely not mind.
It's like he wants me to
belong
to him…And
only
him."Um, no…We just kissed once…I don't think he was okay with liking a boy…" Kiyotaka trails off at the memory. It had been devastating to Taka the year prior when his friend had kissed him and then basically rejected him right after, but Ishimaru has since gotten over it. Plus, the prefect doesn't hold any ill will towards his former friend; Figuring out your sexuality is a complex and harrowing journey.Mondo analyzes Taka's face, like he's trying to gauge if the raven-haired boy seems upset by the recollection… (Like he's trying to gauge how much Kiyotaka had cared about the boy). Whatever the biker seems to see on Ishimaru's face causes him to grin confidently."Hmmm… so ya haven't had yer 'first time' yet, huh? Well, I hope that when ya do it's with someone real special…Someone who'll treat ya right, like the
prize
ya are." Mondo leans in close to Kiyotaka. So much so that the two's faces are only
centimeters
away as he speaks. Taka gets lost in the biker's blown pupils and allows his gaze to fall to his perfect, insanely close mouth. He can feel Mondo's warm breath tickling his lips and an intense spark in his core tells him to lean forward but he can't make his body move. There's a long, charged moment between the boys. Before Taka can manage a coherent thought though Mondo pulls away and claps his hands on his leg loudly."I think we been in here long enough, definitely sweated out everythin' heh"He stands up and stretches out, incidentally displaying his bulging muscles in the process. Taka watches half cogent, trying to process all of what has happened in the recent 20-ish minutes. The two talked about so much together…Taka revealed things to Mondo he's never revealed to anyone before; Things he's never dared say allowed before flowed out of his mouth so easily with his Kyoudai. And instead of feeling afraid, or anxious, or embarrassed, Ishimaru feels good. Also, he's learned things from the biker that were equally intimate (He touches himself everyday, mostly in the shower…He's done
penetrative
stuff to himself…He doesn't care if a boy likes another boy…He thinks that I'm a prize…). Taka takes a long, deep breath, wishing the moment could stretch on forever.Ishimaru follows suit, getting up and stretching. He supposes it’s time for the two to bathe together now…Mondo opens the door to lead the prefect out and Taka starts to move, but stalls in the doorway. Something has been on his mind, and he debates for a second, before giving in to his curiosity."Um, Mondo?""Yeah?""…Have…Have you ever had your first time?", Kiyotaka looks earnestly into the biker's eyes, he looks a little caught off guard. Mondo narrows his eyes slightly at the question, swallowing hard before answering."Yeah…I've got some…experience, heh." The biker gang leader rubs his neck at the admittance. Taka feels like he should leave it there…He doubts Mondo is nervous, but his body language is giving off 'I don't necessarily want to talk about this', which is a little unexpected. Perhaps the biker is too much of a gentleman to want to detail his conquests.Ishimaru should leave it…but…he has relinquished so much information to his Kyoudai and he feels like it's only fair to at least be able to ask…Mondo can decline to answer if he wants. Plus, Kiyotaka is sure that his Kyoudai is 100% straight anyways…He's a towering, muscular, insanely hot and stereotypically handsome biker gang leader after all. So…he might as well get confirmation."And…um, that experience? Um…was…was any of that with…um…with a boy?" The prefect has so much trouble getting the words out. A few heavy moments of silence tick by. Right when Kiyotaka is about to regret asking, the biker's eyes settle back on the raven-haired boy and his soft smirk returns to his face."…Sometimes it was…Now c'mon, Git! It's time fer tha 'main attraction' so ta speak." The biker punctuates his insistence with a firm smack on Taka's ass. Ishimaru can't help the startled noise he lets out and Mondo chuckles, amused.The prefect does what the biker says and leaves the sauna. The fresh air assaults Taka's warm body. He follows behind Mondo silently who gets his key card out of his locker then leads them down the hallway attached to the boy’s locker room. It's dimly lit and quiet as the two walk along the carpeted path. Quiet enough for Ishimaru's thoughts to boom inside of his head.Mondo has 'done stuff' with guys…Taka wouldn't have ever believed that to be true if the biker hadn't admitted to it aloud just moments ago. Ishimaru knows his thoughts are treading into dangerous waters, but he can't bring himself to stop his mind from wandering…Images of Mondo and a random boy begin invading his head.
Mondo has a dangerous smile on his face as he stares deeply into the boy's eyes. The biker brings a gentle hand to the boy's face stroking softly, mapping out what he's decided is
his. Mondo looks down at the boy’s lips and subconsciously wets his own. The desire in him is mounting, and he needs to lay his claim, needs to make his mark so others know not to touch what belongs to him. The boy lets out a soft whine, becoming dizzy with need for the predator in his midst. He's practically begging for it, tipping his head back, licking his lips, breath coming out in needy little pants. And Mondo, ever-the-gentleman, doesn't make him wait for it.
(In his mind's eye, when the biker leans in Taka's perspective shifts, and it's
his
mouth the biker's lips press against.)
Mondo's hot, insistent mouth overtakes his easily. Somehow the kiss is both ferocious and inexplicably tender, a dizzyingly delicious combination. Needing to ground himself, the boy’s hands find purchase on Mondo’s strong chest and in return he wraps a hand around the boy’s waist, keeping him right where he wants him. He tenderly rakes his teeth over his bottom lip in a dominant display; He isn't hurting him; He's not pressing too hard…but the promise is there:
Give in to me or else.The boys muffled footsteps force Taka back to the present moment, his cheeks must be completely flushed… The soft sounds of their bare feet on the carpeted hall are the only noises echoing in the space as Ishimaru walks behind the biker. He knows he shouldn't think about his Kyoudai that way…but everything that Mondo has said and done today…it seems so different with the information Kiyotaka has learned. The risqué questions he asked in the sauna so casually… the way he looks at Taka like he wants to
own
him…the constant physical contact, like he doesn't ever want to take his hands off of him…Kiyotaka thinks back to hours before in the dining hall when the two had been eating lunch, when the biker had suggested they meet up:"What do ya say? It's Friday, an I know ya don't tutor on Fridays. After class, why don't you let me show ya my
'relaxation technique.'"
The prefect lets out a small gasp as he remembers the way the gang leader had accentuated the words, like it was a double entendre.
Has…has Mondo been
flirting
with me?"Ya good?", Mondo asks in front of him, alerting Ishimaru to the fact that he had accidentally emoted out loud."Yes, Kyoudai", Taka answers in a hushed voice (he's so attentive…). They travel through the hallway which ends in a staircase down to the key-card-required door into the boy’s bath area. The reality of the situation dawns on Taka as they approach, and goosebumps break out all over. He's gotten used to being covered by only a towel but soon he'll be getting completely naked with his Kyoudai…His probably-not-100%-straight Kyoudai… Mondo swipes the card and the two enter the decent-sized bath area. This is the first time besides orientation that Kiyotaka has been in the school's bath house. Despite it being incredibly nice, Taka never saw the appeal of bathing with his peers…until now.The biker had been right; No one else is currently using the facilities…Ishimaru looks around the room and takes note of the deep-brown, tiled floor and the natural wood walls that add to the earthy-but-pleasant smell of the room. A faint sound of rushing water can be heard through the walls. There's a small shower section with stools to sit on cornered off by a half wall to the right of them. And immediately in front of them is the spacious, heated bath area.Kiyotaka follows Mondo to the shower section. Its customary to rinse off before they get into the bath, but this will require Taka to fully disrobe…He feels the nerves he's staved off creep back in. He just stands next to the half wall fidgeting with his towel. Mondo sets down his key card and Ishimaru feels the biker's eyes all over him. The gang leader has been uncharacteristically quiet…Mondo's gravelly, deep voice breaks the silence, "The bath looks great, don't it Kiyo? I'm happy we're finally doin' this…N' I'm happy it's just tha two of us." The biker is smiling at Taka, but he's also cracking his knuckles and fidgeting with his hands. He's seen Mondo do this before and while he wouldn't exactly call it a 'nervous' habit (Does the Ultimate biker gang leader Mondo Owada get nervous?) it does seem to convey some mild agitation.Ishimaru nods back at him and does his best to smile, but his actions have none of their usual vigor. All he can think about is how momentarily he will be absolutely naked-as-the-day-he-was-born with his…Kyoudai…? It feels so strange to think of Mondo as a brother after…everything that's happened today. Mondo is chewing his lip, and definitely picks up on Taka's hesitation."Hey…I can tell yer still nervous. It's alright ya know. Like I told ya, ya don't
ever
gotta be nervous 'round me." He gently pats Kiyotaka's back encouragingly. “I know it's yer…first time…doin' something like this, heh." A spark of
something heated
flashes in Mondo's eyes. His tongue snakes out and wets his lips and all Taka can do is stare."S-Sorry Mondo-kun…I guess I do feel a little…um, self-conscious…" The prefect straightens out his towel, trying to gain some strength to take the next step. Kiyotaka takes a couple deep breaths."T-Taking everything off feels so weird…", He trails off, saying the words out loud unfortunately solidifies all the anxiety he's been trying to keep at bay. Mondo watches him deflate and the biker lets out a small breath."Hey, like I said, it's alright Taka. I want ya to enjoy this…" He chews his lip in contemplation before patting the raven-haired boys’ back again. "How 'bout this Kiyo, I'll go first N' you can follow my lead when yer comfortable, kay?"
Perhaps that would help…Mondo going into the shower first so his attention will be elsewhere, and then I can slip in without having those purple missiles on me…Yeah, that seems more doable.
Feeling in better spirits at the suggestion, Taka smiles warmly at his Kyoudai, "Sure, Mondo-kun. I can do that." The gang leader relaxes his shoulders and playfully tousles Taka's hair, "Don't take too long, heh."Without any preamble, Mondo unceremoniously pulls his towel off and lets it drop to the floor. Kiyotaka feels his breath catch as his now completely bare Kyoudai walks around to the other side of the half wall, his back (and
ass) turned toward the prefect as he begins to mess with the shower's settings. Ishimaru feels his entire face, neck, and ears flush at the sight,
and God, what a beautiful sight…6'4 Mondo is naked-as-the-day-he-was-born; His skin everywhere is as smooth as silk, his ass is so
ample, and that insanely jacked back of his flexes gorgeously with every twist of the shower nob. All Taka can think about is how in Greek mythology sometimes Gods would come down to Earth and mate with humans…looking at Mondo in this bathhouse, that myth has never seemed more plausible.Once he gets the shower to a comfortable temperature, Mondo looks over his shoulder and gives the raven-haired boy what can only be described as a sultry look, then fully turns to face him. Feeling caught, Kiyotaka rips his gaze away, looking down to the floor.
Why is this happening to me today…Also, to add to the ever-growing list of issues, Ishimaru is rock-hard,
because duh!
Adonis reincarnate is standing in front of him, seemingly giving him a show as he rinses off.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, did I hit my head or something?"Kiyo?" The prefect moves his gaze slightly towards Mondo, so he knows he's heard him, while still obviously not looking fully at him. Taka's face is so warm…"Talk ta me Kiyo, ya doin' okay? Also, you can look at me ya know…we're both guys. I don't care…" Mondo keeps his voice nonchalant but Kiyotaka hears the way it dips, hears the growl underneath of words unspoken:
Look at me.
Ishimaru holds his bated breath…he feels like the tide is turning, the mood is changing. The prefect feels like he needs to decide. Does he want to call
whatever this is
off? Or does he want to see what could happen…?Ishimaru slowly, because he can't find it in him to move any faster, lets his eyes settle back on the biker's face. Mondo has a gorgeous, playful look on his face and is biting his lip. When Taka looks at him though he sees him falter, his features growing serious. Kiyotaka hadn't realized it, but his face must convey how terrified he feels. He tries to smile but it's too tight.Mondo sighs and his lilac eyes drop to the ground. He looks dejected. "Kiyo…talk ta me…Do ya wanna stop? Cuz we can just leave ya know…an I won't be mad or nothin', I promise…I don't wanna do this if you don't…" The way the biker utters the words makes Taka's heart clench and he hates himself for pussyfooting around so much and making Mondo feel like he doesn't want to be here. Ishimaru finally regains some of his vigor; He's made his decision."No! No Mondo-kun. I'm sorry, I don't want to leave, I promise. I'm just nervous…I'll come in now." Taka's hands are nearly trembling as he slowly unfurls the towel covering his modesty. Once the fabric is open, he feels cool air caressing his most private parts. He can't worry about his now half-hard manhood…Taka only prays that his Kyoudai's eyes haven't ventured that far south. Kiyotaka meticulously folds the towel; It gives him a reason to keep his backside turned towards the biker and shield his manhood for a second longer. A hair-raising silence has permeated the room and Ishimaru can only hear the soft rush of his bath-mate's shower. He quickly sets the folded towel onto the floor and allows himself a glance at Mondo.The sight he's met with makes his stomach churn with anxiety. The biker's face is locked onto him, like he's been watching his every move. Mondo's expression is unreadable as he runs his large, veiny hands all over his toned body, eyes still set on the prefect as he does so. He swallows hard when Kiyotaka's eyes meet his but as the raven-haired boy makes his way over to the showers a small grin blossoms on his face.Ishimaru picks up the pace as he walks, not wanting to give the biker's eyes time to roam over his exposed body. The prefect chooses the shower next to Mondo, who has turned back around so he's facing the shower head (and Taka). Kiyotaka keeps his eyes forward as he turns the shower on and adjusts the settings. He has to wait a moment while the water heats up and standing in the large room completely bare sends a conspicuous shiver up his spine, causing goosebumps to break out all over his body. If the biker has seen the movement, he makes no indication.Once the waters warm, Taka join his bath-mate under the spray. He begins militantly cleaning his body, avoiding his intimate parts. The two aren't taking a full shower with soap since only a rinse off is necessary. The raven-haired boy finally feels some relief as the warm water blankets him, soothing his nerves. The only thing still worrying Taka is that his Kyoudai remains silent next to him. He hopes the biker isn't mad at him.When he sneaks a peek, Mondo has his head tipped forward under the shower's spray and is using his fingers to gently untangle the light-colored hair on top of his head. Taka watches in wonder as he undoes his signature hairstyle. Once he has all the product worked out, Mondo flips his hair back then rings out the excess water. Ishimaru doesn't realize he's been staring until the biker tilts his head back and their gaze’s brush. Mondo gives him a soft smirk and raises a brow, "What?""Nothing!", feeling extremely caught, Taka clears his throat before continuing, "I just…haven't seen your hair down before Kyoudai…" Mondo tilts his head slightly, his smirk having widened completely. "And?", he runs his hands through his hair, taming it slightly. "What do ya think? Does it suit me?"Mondo's hair cascades down, stopping at the biker's powerful shoulders. It’s dual colored; The top layer is a beautiful honey blond, contrasting the dark brown underneath. He looks gorgeous standing in the misty spray, long wet hair curtaining his already beautiful face, purple eyes alight with the fire of a thousand suns. Taka would
never
verbalize it, but he ponders why Mondo chooses to wear his hair up in the pompadour style,
when this is the alternative.Taka cannot help the soft answering smile that breaks out. "It looks good…", he says softly, then turns toward the shower because his heart cannot take the way Mondo's eyes dance at the complement. Taka hears Mondo chuckle to himself before the biker is turning his shower off and wringing out his hair.Not wanting to delay any longer, Kiyotaka turns his off also. He tries not to let the cold air licking at his wet, naked body get to him. Once Mondo is done, he gestures at the prefect to follow him and leads him out of the small shower area, across the cold tiled floor, to the steps of the bath.The two completely naked boys get into the bath silently, one after the other, and once Taka's body hits the perfectly warmed water, he allows himself to sink down, only keeping his head aloft. He lets out a sigh of relief, breathing out all the anxiety that's been buzzing inside of him today. The prefect praises himself silently for having made it this far.Taka's eyes close as he enjoys the heat of the bath. He hears Mondo follow suit, feeling the water shift as he submerges himself. The biker lets out a noise between a sigh and a moan, sounding thoroughly relaxed. Ishimaru notes that his Kyoudai is less than an arms distance away, and they are both
completely naked together, and yet he isn't having a panic attack. He's thankful he listened to Mondo and agreed to come with him here…He'd probably agree to anything he asks at this point…"Mmmm…This feels so damn good, don't it Taka?", There's a lovely purr to the gang leader’s words. Kiyotaka opens his eyes, surprised at the effort it takes. His lids have grown pleasantly heavy. His gaze settles on Mondo's face which is painted with a lazy smile. Taka nods back to him, he feels so light and happy in this moment."Are ya havin' a good time with me Kiyo? You were so damn tense earlier…" Mondo's voice drops, smooth and hushed. "Sometimes it feels like ya just want to get away from me or somethin'…" Ishimaru wonders if he meant to say that last part aloud, he'd never heard the biker speak in such a way before, sounding almost sad. He hates thinking that he made his Kyoudai question if he wants to be around him. Taka straightens himself up, clearing the fog that's settled in his brain."I promise it's not that Mondo-kun. I just get really anxious sometimes…" Ishimaru makes himself looking into Mondo’s eyes. "But…I absolutely love spending time with you. Truly, I do." The prefect offers a soft smile and Mondo happily returns it."Heh, good. Cuz I love spendin' time with you too." Mondo gently ruffles Taka's wet hair, his smile too big and too beautiful. It's such a nice gesture…one that Kiyotaka is sure he doesn't deserve…He doesn't deserve any of this tenderness…An ugly feeling of insecurity coils in his stomach."You…You do?", The raven-haired boy feels dumb the second the words leave his mouth, but he needs the reassurance…Needs to know that Mondo wasn't just being nice this whole time…He needs to know that it meant the same to him.After he utters the pathetic question, the biker pauses for a beat, then slowly removes his hand from the prefect's head. The look on Mondo's face is a tough one to interpret, he has a brow raised but his features are hardened, eyes too serious for Taka's liking. The look makes him want to squirm."A' course I like hangin' out with ya Taka…I mean, why do ya think I brought ya here?" Mondo says the words slowly, a hint of incredulity peeking through. He still has the weird look in his eyes, like he's saying something obvious…Kiyotaka fidgets with his hands in the bath water, hoping that he hasn't annoyed the biker. He knows that they are Kyoudai, but he still feels insecure sometimes. He thinks that the years of bullying and cruelty he was subjected to clouds his ideas of how others see him, but those thoughts are hard to unlearn."You brought me here to help me…with my stress? Which is very kind of you Kyoudai…" Taka makes small ripples in the water with his finger, keeping his head down. He hears Mondo let out a small huff and then the biker is standing up. Ishimaru's eyes dart back to him startled. The biker gang leader is staring at him with another unreadable expression. Taka prays he didn't upset him. The raven-haired boy stands as well, because having 6'4 Mondo Owada towering over him makes him feel nervous.Mondo's expression softens when he sees Taka's anxiety. He lets out a deep breath, and moves closer to the prefect, coming within inches of the boy. Kiyotaka notes the biker's rigid breathing, yet gentle lavender eyes; He can tell that his bath-mate is tense but not upset. Mondo lets out a soft breath and carefully moves a stray strand of Taka's wet hair out of his face, his soft fingers ghosting gently over his skin. Ishimaru's breath hitches and a small grin blooms on the biker's face.Nerves beginning to bubble up inside of him, Taka looks away from the beautiful sight unfolding before him and looks down to the water. Before the prefect has time to freak out fully, Mondo's hand finds Taka's chin and he gently but firmly tilts the raven-haired boys head back up, making him hold eye contact.
Look at me.Ishimaru's heart is beating so fast he worries that Mondo can feel it. "…I tried bein' subtle with ya…but I don't think yer gettin' it, so I guess I gotta make it clear. Put it out in tha open so there's no misunderstandin'."The biker strokes Taka's chin with his soft, calloused finger. He licks his lips as he holds the prefect's ruby red gaze, "I brought ya here cuz I like ya Kiyotaka…And cuz I wanna be much more than Kyoudai…"Mondo lets the words hang in the air for a moment. Taka sees the biker search his face for a reaction, but his brain is offline. His body is calling the shots now, and all he can do is stare back at him, unable to fully process his words or steady his breath, which is coming out in small pants.
"And yeah, part a the reason was cuz yer always so damn tense all tha time…I hate seein' ya so wound up, 'specially cuz I know I could help ya. Could make ya feel
real good
if ya let me."A rough hand snakes around Taka's naked waist, pulling him into Mondo with time to back out if he feels uncomfortable. Ishimaru rests his hands on the biker's strong chest, partially to ground himself since he cannot believe what's happening. His brain is fuzzy, leaving him to go off instincts alone. The prefect looks back into Mondo's hungry eyes; The biker's pupils are now completely blown, and his breathing's picked up."Talk ta me Kiyo…Do ya feel the same way 'bout me?
Do ya want me to make ya feel good?" Mondo's voice drops smooth, and low, and dangerous, sending a pang of pleasure between Taka's legs.
Everything inside of him is screaming yes, yes,
yes. The prefect swallows because his mouth has gone dry, before he's looking back into lilac eyes and quickly muttering out a hurried, "Y-Yes", and nodding his head eagerly.Mondo's eyes darken and the most cocksure grin spreads across his face as he tightens his grip around Kiyotaka's waist; He lets out a haughty chuckle that sends goosebumps up Taka's arms. Being pressed naked skin-to-skin is dizzyingly tantalizing and if Mondo holds him any closer, he will feel just how tantalized Taka is…"Heh, I
knew
it. Knew you fuckin' felt the same 'bout me…Ya always get so flustered when I touch ya, always gotta catch yer breath when I get close ta ya, and when yer really hot 'n bothered ya know yer face gets all cute 'n flushed 'n ya gotta look away cuz ya get overwhelmed, don't ya Kiyo? Do ya get flustered cuz yer thinking dirty thoughts 'bout me? Huh?" The filthy words flow out the biker's mouth, a delicious slur to them.The bold words awaken Taka's nerves, reminding him of his inexperience. He clutches Mondo tighter. "M-Mondo! That's so forward! Please…I'm embarrassed to talk about that stuff…" Ishimaru gently nuzzles his head into the biker's chest, wanting to bury his face entirely. "I…I'm not good at that."Kiyo feels the gang leader's arms tighten around his waist, securing him. "Sorry Kiyo, I fergot that this is yer
first time." Mondo's fingers ghost over the sensitive skin on the prefect's lower back, sending butterflies to his stomach."How 'bout we take things slow? You can follow my lead n' tell me if ya don't like anythin'. I'll teach ya how it's done, okay?"The idea at first is scary to Ishimaru, to be intimate with someone for the first time…but with his head rested on the biker's chest, breathing in the soft smell of him, enveloped in his warmth and wrapped in his strong arms, Taka feels the safest he's ever felt with someone. He picks his head up and nods with a shy smile.Mondo chews his lower lip, eyes locked onto Kiyotaka. One of the biker’s hands leaves the small of the prefect's back and comes up to stroke Taka's face. Lavender eyes roaming over his features in contemplation before he sucks in a shallow breath. "I need to know what you taste like Kiyo." He murmurs before closing the short distance between them.Kiyotaka lets out a surprised squeak when Mondo's mouth presses against his, which makes the biker groan hungrily in response. Mondo kisses the raven-haired boy gently at first, stifling his desire to immediately deepen the kiss into something hot and filthy. He controls himself, allowing Taka to find his footing until he feels him timidly return the kiss. It gives him the confidence to take things up a notch.Ishimaru’s breath hitches in response to the way that the biker's hands clutch him impossibly closer. Mondo makes a desperate, demanding noise into the hot kiss. He pulls back, breaking from Taka's warm, delicious mouth. His lavender eyes are completely blown, making him look even more like a predator. Both boy’s breathing has picked up and before Taka has a moment to think, Mondo is grabbing his face, pulling it to him while wetting his lips."Open your mouth."It turns out Kiyotaka doesn't need to think because his body is obeying the order before a single thought can even form. The prefect does exactly as he's told, opening for the gang leader. Taka lets out a dirty moan as Mondo's tongue snakes it way into his mouth. The fire that's lit in Taka's stomach is like nothing he's ever felt before. Pure, maddening heat fills him, causing the raven-haired boy to melt completely, giving Mondo everything that his body asks for (it already belongs to him anyways…).Ishimaru feels the biker gang leader reluctantly break the kiss and he lets out an accidental whine at the loss. A cocksure smirk makes its way onto Mondo's face."Heh, yer already so
needy
fer it Kiyo, an we just started." He teases, amused. Before Taka can get embarrassed, the biker plants a sloppy, toe-curling kiss on his exposed neck, groaning into the contact."You taste so fuckin' good by the way. Better then I ever imagined."Taka cannot answer back properly, only managing a shaky moan. The biker continues to mouth at his neck and all Ishimaru can do is tip his head back, giving him full access. The pleasure is almost overwhelming as Mondo continues his assault on the prefect’s neck, all the while muttering sweet praises, "Mmmmmmm…fuck Kiyo…So fuckin' sexy for me…ya taste like goddamn heaven", are just some of the ones Kiyo can make out.Kiyotaka utters a moan in the shape of Mondo's name which causes the gang leader to instinctively bite down. Taka gasps at the sharp contact, gripping Mondo's chest hard. Taka blinks, surprised that the bite didn't hurt...in fact, it felt really goddamn good."Mmmmmm...sorry Kiyo..." The biker places many tender kisses on the assaulted area in apology. "M' tryin' not ta leave any marks on ya, but yer so fuckin' addictive..." Mondo groans out the words, like his resolve to not just take Ishimaru right there in the bathhouse is holding on by a thread. The raven-haired boy has never been praised in such a way, it makes his mind feel pleasantly fuzzy...With no regard to the consequences of his actions, the prefect hears himself mutter out, "I-It's okay Mondo-kun...I don't care if you leave marks on me...” Kiyotaka hears the way his own words slur, feeling love-drunk. He wants to stay here in this moment forever, with his body molded to the biker gang leader for eternity.The biker's hot mouth leaves the hallowed spot on the prefect's neck and Ishimaru wants to squirm. But then Mondo's pretty face is in front of him again with that teasing, devilish smile and Taka's qualms are quickly forgotten."Heh, ya like it when I mark you up?"Taka blinks a few times owlishly, before giving a shy nod. He can feel that he is completely flushed from the tips of his ears, down his neck."Tomorrow when ya look in the mirror yer gonna see these little love bites on ya, N' yer gonna think about me all over you."The words go straight to Kiyo's groin in a sharp wave, and he bites his lip to stifle the pathetic whine that threatens to come out. Ishimaru never knew that the idea of someone marking him could turn him on so much.The biker's hot, wet mouth finds Taka's again, and he gives in immediately. Mondo’s mouth dominates the smaller males’ easily. He kisses Kiyotaka relentlessly until they’re both panting out filthy noises. Taka pulls away first, gasping for air; A string of saliva connecting the two of them. He’s never felt more aroused in his life, his manhood feeling so painfully erect and sensitive.Mondo goes back to Kiyo's neck, switching between mouthing sweet kisses all over and peppering in sharp bites that make the prefect gasp. He picks a sensitive spot near Kiyo's collarbone and bites down hard, his sharp teeth pricking deeply into the soft skin."Ahh, Mondo!"The high-pitched cry bounces off the walls of the empty room. Kiyotaka hears Mondo let out a soft moan then feels the biker gang leader's tongue lave over the spot in apology."I hope ev'ryone sees these fuckin’ marks on ya", Mondo's deep voice dips lower, adopting a dangerous growl, "And knows who the fuck gave em to ya."Mondo begins mouthing at the bite mark, nursing the spot for a long moment. The mixture of pain and pleasure makes Taka's toes curl as Mondo darkens the spot, a warning to others to stay away from what's his. When he finally pulls away from Kiyo's neck his pupils are completely blown, black overtaking lilac."I don't want anyone touchin' you but me Kiyo."His arms grip the prefect tight, pulling him so close that Taka can feel Mondo's enormous arousal brush against his own."Do you fuckin' feel that Kiyo? Do you feel how hard you make me? Yer fucking mine, okay? No one else can fuckin' have you." His gravelly voice comes out fast and desperate. Taka is bursting with arousal; He almost wants to cry it's so overwhelming. The biker's beautiful purple eyes roam over Taka's face, looking equally as affected."Fuck...tell me that you're mine Kiyo... Please..." Mondo's words come out hushed, his deep voice sounding as close to a whimper as it ever has before.“Y-yes Mondo, I’m yours…I belong to you…” The prefect whines, feeling the full weighty length of the biker’s manhood pulsing against his own.“I’m yours.” Taka repeats to himself breathily.
The gang leader drags in a deep breath. “Yer so fuckin’ good fer me Kiyo.” Mondo leans in close so Ishimaru can feel his breath against his ear, “N’ trust me, I take real good care of my things.” Taka’s erection twitches desperately at the velvety purr of his voice.“Mmmmm….I wanna touch you Kiyo…”Kiyotaka feels Mondo’s enormous erection pulsing wildly against his, as well as the biker gang leader’s rough hands that are wrapped unmoving around his waist.“But…you-you are… touching me…”Mondo’s pink tongue wets his lips, which are pulled up into a smirk.“I want ta explore other parts a ya”, and Taka jolts as one of the biker’s massive hands gingerly grabs a fistful of his ass, squeezing.“Ah! Mondo…You-You want to touch me…there?”Kiyo’s grip tightens and he buries his face into the crook of Mondo’s neck. He can feel his face reddening. The biker’s other hand finds his other cheek and he starts kneading the plump flesh (and spreading it open occasionally, making Taka yelp and squirm in embarrassment.)“There’s so many things I wanna do to this tight, sexy ass.” He punctuates his words by smacking Kiyotaka’s exposed ass cheek, eliciting the highest-pitched noise Kiyo has ever heard himself make. Mondo continues his assault on the prefect’s backside, which causes the two’s cocks to repeatedly rub against each other. The gang leader’s hot hands sear Ishimaru’s skin as he plays with him. Kiyotaka has never felt desired like this before. It leaves him completely breathless, as a constant string of lewd noises pour out of the two bath mates, echoing quietly off the steam-filled walls. Mondo resorts to mouthing filthy kisses along the raven-haired boy’s neck.“Kiyo?” Mondo’s deep voice surfaces, breaking them out of the haze that’s come over them. “You can touch me too ya know. Anywhere…”Taka has been content standing there and taking whatever Mondo has chosen to give him, but he can see in those lavender eyes that the biker wants him to explore too.The prefect blinks a few times, needing to consciously make his body move. He looks at the biker gang leader’s slender, muscular neck and follows his Adam’s apple down to his thick, corded shoulders and the divots of his collarbone. God, he’s so beautiful.Kiyo swallows hard, he wishes he could place kisses along every single, perfect inch of skin. He settles for placing a gentle kiss on the side of Mondo’s neck, under his ear. He feels emboldened when the biker tilts his head, giving him better access.“Mmmm, fuck Taka…”Ishimaru slowly runs his hands down the gang leader’s neck and strong shoulders, his fingers tracing each muscle. Mondo’s breath stutters out at the contact. Kiyo doesn’t think about it, he just leans forward and places his mouth on the spot where Mondo’s neck meets his collarbone, and laves over the area, suckling lightly. Mondo’s hands come up to grip the prefect’s small waist, enclosing him in his warmth. Holding him in his grasp. The biker hums a velvety sound of absolute contentment. When the raven-haired boy tilts his head back to look at his handiwork, he sees a few splotchy, red marks on Mondo’s neck where his mouth lingered for too long. He can’t help but run his finger over the areas, the gang leader’s words playing in his head as he does; “I hope ev’ryone sees these fuckin’ marks on ya…and knows who the fuck gave em to ya.”Taka mindlessly traces the pretty marks he’s left on Mondo, absolutely amazed he was able to get this close to the biker…that he was able to leave evidence of their encounter on Mondo.The raven-haired boy is snapped out of his thoughts when Mondo grabs his chin, tilting his head back up to the biker. He doesn’t like when I take my eyes off him too long. The biker brings his hot mouth back to Taka’s hungrily. They both make a noise into the deep kiss, their bodies desperate for each other at this point. Mondo’s tongue licks at the seam of the prefect’s mouth, needing to be inside. And who is Taka to deny him what belongs to him?Kiyotaka doesn’t just open for him, he pushes back. He’s done being pliant, he wants to taste too. His tongue slides into Mondo’s warm, welcoming mouth and the biker’s eyes shoot open for a moment in shock, then melt closed as he grips Taka tighter. The gang leader’s hand grabs Taka’s and he guides it down, into the steamy water of the bath. Kiyotaka lets out a noise of complete surprise as Mondo makes him grip his throbbing cock.“Mmmmmm”, The prefect moans as his hand explores Mondo, feeling out his hot, pulsing arousal. The biker breaks the kiss to moan openly as he’s pleasured.“Fuck yeah, Taka… Do you fuckin’ like that? You like my big fucking cock in your hand?” His voice deepens into a purr.“God yes, Mondo. It…It feels so good…”“Yeah? Tell me how good I feel. I wanna hear that filthy mouth talk dirty…” The biker gang leader reaches his big hand into the water and guides it between Taka’s legs. As soon as his rough fingers wrap around Kiyo’s erection, he stutters out a pathetic noise. Taka feels a spark shoot through his whole body at the contact, he nearly looses his footing when Mondo begins a tender stroke.“F-Fuck Mondo…Ahhhh…Your…Your big dick feels amazing…I-I’ve never wanted something so big inside of me before…”, The words fly out of Kiyotaka’s mouth without a filter, he’s never said such dirty things before, but with the biker’s massive hand between his thighs, he can’t begin to care. His free hand grips Mondo’s shoulder tightly, needing the experienced biker to guide him to his release.The biker licks his plush lips. “Fuck…That’s so fuckin’ hot Kiyo. You want me inside a ya? In that tight fuckin’ ass a yers? Heh. I bet you could barely take two a my fuckin’ fingers…Let alone this thick cock.”The prefect lets out a broken moan, not caring about anything besides the warm, rough hand tugging on his flushed erection, causing all sorts of sweet noises to slip from his open lips. There’s a tight, warm knot of heat, pulsing in his abdomen. He feels so close to spilling over the edge.“Unnnhhhhh Mondo. Please, I want you inside of me so fucking bad…All of you. E-Every inch…I promise I’ll take your cock so…so good for you. E-Even if it’s hurts…Please, I need it inside of me. Please.” Taka whines: Hearing how needy he sounds but unable to do anything but beg.Mondo pulls Taka by his hips closer and grips both of their cocks in his hand. He starts jerking them off together and Kiyotaka gasps at the feeling of their hot, sensitive, erections being pressed up against each other.
He’s completely lost any ability to speak, and his mouth falls open, eyes closing tightly as he fucks Mondo’s fist.“I’m gonna fuck you so hard on this cock that yer gonna ferget yer own fuckin’ name. I’ll make ya take it so good and pretty…I’m the only one who can make ya feel this fucking good. An when I fuck yer perfect fuckin’ ass you’re never gonna be able ta think of anyone else. I’ll ruin that tight fuckin ass fer anyone else. Is that what you fucking want Taka? Wanna ride my fat fuckin’ dick until it breaks you?”
“God yes…Please Mondo…Please”
Almost in sync, ropes of hot come shoot out of Taka’s cock and spill over the biker’s hand, and not a second later, Mondo’s massive cock pulses, jets of come spurting out, over and over until he’s finally spent. They both stand in the warm water, holding each other as they pant wildly. Taka’s brain has never felt more blissfully empty of anything but pleasure. His legs begins to shake as his head lays on the biker’s soft, plump pecs. Mondo seems to come back to himself quicker, he reaches down into the water and puts an arm under Taka’s shaking legs, picking him up into his muscular arms. Normally this would startle the prefect, but his brain is mush, so he just lets out a soft moan.The biker walks to the edge of the bath, and sits on the step, holding Taka as he does. It feels so right and so good to be held by the biker. Kiyo happily rubs his head against Mondo’s chest; Liking how he feels owned by the biker. He shivers, remembering something Mondo had said earlier in the bath: “Yer so fuckin’ good fer me Kiyo. N’ trust me, I take real good care of my things.”When Mondo speaks, his voice sounds deep and rough, “I hope yer first time lived up ta all yer expectations Kiyo…I want to give you ev’rything you desire…from now on, you jus tell me what ya need from me... N’ I’ll give it to you.”Kiyotaka looks up into those beautiful, blown lilac eyes, giving Mondo a happy sigh. He brings his hand to the biker’s handsome face, tracing his sharp jawline with his finger. Mondo lets out an amused chuckle.“Fuck, Kiyo…I’ve never seen ya this relaxed b’fore… Guess my technique worked real well, heh…But, I’m serious… Now that yer fucking mine, you tell me what you want, N’ I’ll fuckin’ give it to you. Anywhere. Anytime. Okay?”Ishimaru blinks a few times, registering the biker’s words. He licks his lips before murmuring gently, “I want you inside of me.”
“Fuck, Kiyo.”