"AN AFTER-TRAINING SHOWER IS GOOD FOR THE... MUSCLES". A Slam Dunk Yaoi lemon by Minako. Tags: (Yaoi), (oral), (anal), (fant), (voy) - voyeurism. Sorta ;). It was dawn in Kanagawa. Lights were on and, if you could enter to Shohoku's group shower stalls, in the locker room, you could see a gym bag, a light blue shirt, white shorts and briefs and a pair of b-ball sneakers on a bench, with a pair of eyeglasses placed on top of the clothes. Needless to say, their owner was the boy cleaning himself up under the hot water spray, the cute vice-captain Kogure. He sighed as the soreness of his muscles (logic thing due to the training Anzai-sensei made them go through) was fading away under the water. Click!: its temperature was the one he liked and needed. Not too cold, not too hot also. Kogure smiled to himself under the shower. He had quite improved in those years. Well, his body was still slender, mostly due to his natural build. However, the combination of firm muscles and slimness made him not awkward like in first year, but flexible and delicate, nearly like a sweet deer (*) like Miyagi once joked while seeing him undress. His skin was fair, heavenly smooth at the touch, without any marks or scars, except the lightly callused fingerpads. And under it, his muscles were toned and tight. He concluded, giggling to himself, that his image in the shower was a cute sight to behold... specially to a certain scarred Lover Boy... Kogure flushed intensely as he thought of his lover. The one made of stern stuff, with a powerful yet graceful body, his amount of scars only making him sexier at the eyes of every person. He remembered that they had never made love in a shower, and it was one of his most secret little fantasies in that moment. "Hisashi's probably yet at home. I stood here at the gym only coz I had to help Anzai-sensei with some things for the future practice game with Ryoukufu next week. Akagi is yet too busy himself so...". This hot shower would be only for him in this occasion. Having the spare key, he could take the time he wanted. It wasn't really fun being alone, but Kogure felt like he shouldn't then complain, as he wasn't given this chance very often. Kogure, after some moments of wetting down while drowning in his 'fantasies', reached for the soap and started to loathe himself with it, not noticing that the door was opening. ***** Some minutes before Kogure got into the shower... Bag in hand, Mitsui was walking outside. Min-kun was nowhere in sight. He supposed he'd be helping Akagi with the businesses of the game. The captain Michael Okita had called earlier, then it was a lon-g wait until Akagi was finished with the call. And he waited all that long to see if the bespectacled boy was there... but everything Akagi did was going out and growl, "Hell, now they wanna change the day. Mou, this will be harder than I thought...". Right then Ayako, dressed in her uniform, came out of the girl's toilet. "Ah, Mitsui-sempai!", she said. "Ne, Ayako-kun", Mitsui replied to her. "Akagi was fuming just moments ago. What's up with him that he's so pissed?". "Last moment's call... you see...". Ayako told him in few words that Okita and some of his teammates had a test they couldn't skip and the day of the team HAD to be changed. Eri, the manageress and Okita's girlfriend, tried to talk to the teachers to change the test but it was impossible. Akagi was furious, but there was nothing they could do, either. Okita suggested to suspend the game but Akagi told her that it'd be unfair. They'd been preparing it for many days. So they agreeded to pospone it some days... "I *really* wanted to play with Okita again. Mou", Mitsui said as Ayako was finished. Then he looked at the girl. "Where's Akagi now?". "He's gone yet", she said picking her bag. "Okita-san said he'd talk with the teachers for a last time and call Akagi-sempai at home to tell him if he succeded". Mitsui wanted to ask her but he remembered that no one knew of him and Kogure being a couple. He didn't want anyone to know, either. He always was reserved about his feelings and worse then it came to love. He'd hate to put his lover in a sling, he'd never be able to bear the pain of seeing his koibito suffer. "... You're wondering where Kogure-sempai is?". Mitsui nearly jumped. Ayako was always so perceptive. Or could she...? Nope, no way. "In the shower stalls", the girl said coyly before running away, choking with laughter. Mitsui dropped his bag as his jaw touched the floor. Sh*t!, he thought. But then Ayako turned back and made the victory sign to him, while quickly beaming. "Hum", she exclaimed happily. "I bet Ryouta's waiting still, hoping to walk me home. Poor boy. I'll give him the chance tonight. But not for *his* sake, precisely". Before he had a chance to say 'You're gonna die, Ayako-kun!!', *poof*. Ayako was yet gone, but he could hear her voice calling Miyagi out loud. ***** "Lips stole a wonder, it was of love, and it contaminates my self. 'I don't mind, nor even for my heart' Murmuring devil, you invite me and I grin I'm gonna surrender to you and to your sensual mouth, warm, hotter than flames..." (**) Here comes the wolf, you may say. For the first time in months, the black-haired boy thanked his former friends, as he learned from them how to silently slip into a place without being heard nor felt. In that way Mitsui reached the door that lead to the showers. He was greeted with the sound of running water and the sight of steam going out. It was enough to start to arouse him. Mitsui took his shoes off before he placed a foot inside. He left them aside quietly and pricked his ears. He could hear Kogure's voice softly humming a song. Glay's 'Kuchibiru' (***). Perfect. In slow motion to make no sounds, Mitsui undressed, placing his clothes over a chair. As he was done with his shirt and blazer, he saw the spare key over Kogure's clothes, placed over a bench. He took it and made silently his way to the closed door, locking it cautiously. Then he came back to the primary labor. As he let his briefs slip past his hips and down to his ankles, he noticed he was yet quite hard. Mitsui smiled a little at that, then walked to the shower, happily hearing that Kogure was still half singing the song. It meant he was in the mood too. And fantasizing about him, the owner of those lips... ***** Kogure smiled as the foam was removed from his silky wet hair by the running hot water. Well, he just has used the last shampoo left in the jar, which wasn't much BTW. He prepared to brush his hair off his face. But a hand that didn't belong to him did it. Kogure opened his eyes in shock; however, the strangled cry went through Mitsui's mouth. The kiss relaxed the shorter boy noticeably as he leaned against Mitsui's naked body, arms thrown around his waist and back. Mitsui reluctantly broke the kiss and said mischevously, "Miss me, Min-kun?". Kogure couldn't blush deeper than the shade of red his cheeks were now. "Hmph" he said when he could talk, "what seems like I've been feeling? I mean, the song". Mitsui laughed happily, then pulled Kogure into another embrace and kiss. This time it was less sweet, much bolder, as Kogure was now able to react and wrapped his slender arms around Mitsui's body, beautiful like a statue, though much warmer and... aroused? Mitsui then slightly, teasingly, rubbed his hips against Kogure's. Their parts touched and the inflood of pleasure took Kogure's breath away. A moan escaped from his mouth as they broke the kiss. "Are you enjoying it, Min-kun?", Mitsui slurred in his ear. "Tell me and I promise I'll make you *love* it. And I'm not kidding". *rub* "Hisashi... *pant* *moan* But...". "But?" *slight thrust* "Aah... *moan* We might... *pant* ooh.. be...". "What's the use of a spare key, by the way? Baka Min-kun" "Oops, I... Oh! Watch out!". Slippery when wet, the floor was making slightly difficult to move. Right then Mitsui nearly fell down on it, nearly knocking down his lover in the process. "Sorry! ^^". ***** The girl at the door wondered what could she do. There was something *important* she forgot in the gym and she couldn't find it anywhere. "Damn", she murmured. "She's gonna be pissed if she finds out that I lost it. No, she's gonna kill me!". Her hair swayed with her movements as she turned her head looking up, down, left, right. No books, meaning the thing she was searching for wasn't there too. ***** A sort of solution was to pin his lover against the wall, to use it as a support for them both. This decided, Mitsui put his hands over Kogure's shoulders and pushed him towards the wall, kissing him boldly. Kogure forgot his inhibitions as he felt Mitsui's tongue penetrate his lips, and eagerly joined him in the tongue dance, showing that in the last months he had become an expert on it too. A hand remained on his shoulder. The other brushed against his long neck, in a snowflake-like touch. Kogure gasped unconsciously in the kiss, but held back and didn't break it, tightening his grasp around Mitsui's own neck to deepen the already intense kiss they were sharing under the water spray. Mitsui's skin felt warm and firm under his trembling hands, somewhat sticky due to its wetness, but good indeed. Kogure felt the kiss being broken... to trail down by his jaw and neck, shortly, teasingly. Sensual lips, like that song. Enlightening his inner flame so smoothly. Hell, Hisashi was after all, one helluva lover, and the one who taught him to become one of those too. Knowing that no one would molest them, Mitsui took his time. There he was with a person who always took his' to round his edges, so it'd be unfair to quicken unnecesarily things. Kogure tiptoed to make things easier, so Mitsui could have more of his skin to touch and kiss. Kogure's chest was firm and soft, and placing his hand on it, Mitsui felt his heartbeat. The spot was covered soon by feverish kisses, and the slight touch of his tongue's tip. There were no clothes to remove, much better... ***** The girl was out of the gym itself, despairing. 'The hell with those books! She realized that she had just forget it in school as she reached him, and ran back to Shohoku to catch it before another classmate did. She sighed trying to control herself, and walked until she was at the door of the lockers. She was greeted by the sight of the steam going out of the window. Maybe one of the b-ball guys was late and decided to take a shower after the training... But WHAT was on this the noises that she was hearing?! The girl froze, forgetting about her task. Her body was hit by a seizure. She didn't really know what was going on, but the thing was, that those noises weren't but... moans? And the moaning voices didn't sound scared or angry at all, but tinged with something she couldn't understand fully. Curiosity killed the cat, our innocent female friend knew right, but she couldn't help it. She gulped and stood by the closed door. She tried to open it to no avail, so she stood and waited... ***** The shorter boy whimpered. Mitsui's warm breath was slapping against one of his hardened nipples until it was engulfed by his hot mouth. He tried to restrain the half-cry coming from his lungs but it made its way nonetheless. Heat and pleasure spread all over his frailer body as Mitsui played with the nipple, using his teeth to slightly bit it, and the tongue to ease the light pain. The sweet torture was turning Kogure into jelly in Mitsui's arms, in between Mitsui and the wall. Kogure tried to be a little more comfortable under Mitsui, so he tried to use his legs. The arms were around Mitsui's back and neck to caress it. One firm thigh tried to wrap around his lover's waist but failed; instead, it felt up his hip. And for better/worse, it brought their groins and cocks together again. He cried out. Mitsui was taken by surprise and his mouth's grip over the nipple tightened. Kogure felt his own hands going up to Mitsui's head and gripping it tight, bringing it so close that the other boy could barely breathe. He half screamed again, and felt that Mitsui was fighting through his grip, so he unconsciously (or not?) loosened it a bit. The erotic play with his nipples was finished, but before he could protest, his lover's tongue was swirling lower.. ***** "... WHAT goes on? I don't get it?!". The girl mused as she tried to process the new info. It reminded her a LOT of the *certain* books she was (until some time ago) searching for, but she couldn't really relate THOSE noises to a specific situation... Our little cute girl, feeling like she shouldn't stay there, tried to move, but her feet were "glued" and "nailed" to the floor... ***** Mitsui kneeled and made Kogure part his legs with his hands. The boy did it slowly to avoid slipping on the watery floor. Mitsui then slipped his shoulder under one of Kogure's legs, lifting it over. Kogure started moaning out loud as Mitsui's tongue made contact with his yet hard manhood... "Oh, God...", he half screamed. The girl at the door shivered and hugged herself tighter... Mitsui started then, licking Kogure without any doubt, wrapping his tongue around his erection the same way he did with the nipples. From tip to root, it went, occasionally touching the patch of chestnut hair. When he took the other boy in his mouth fully, Kogure arched his back and half sobbed, but suddenly he remember and pulled a little back so Mitsui wouldn't gag as the tip hit the back of his throat. "AH...!!". Kogure's leg slipped off the shoulder as the pleasure was turning his knees into water, so hot like the one showering their bodies. With despair, he pressed his back more against the stall wall searching for support... ***** Our girl was still there, listening to the running water and the lustful sounds coming out. If she wasn't so concentrated in hearing and TRYING to understand, she would notice that from quite a while ago, her breathing was heavier, her stomach felt like it had butterflies inside, and her panties had a wet spot. Like in the moments she was locked in her room, lying on her tummy, letting her innocent and not-so innocent fantasies come to mind... ***** Kogure half-opened his eyes as his release stopped flowing into Mitsui's mouth, his senses slowly coming back, his strenght drained. Even then Mitsui was having his sex in his mouth, cleaning it with the tongue. It softened gradually, and only then the scarred boy let him go. Mitsui got into his feet slowly and wiped his mouth with his hand, a grin plastered on it. "You're so sweet", he said. Kogure blinked. It was the first time in many minutes that one of them uttered something else than just groans or screams. "Hisashi..", he started, before he felt Mitsui embracing him again to claim his lips. Kogure could taste his own scent in Mitsui's mouth. He was swirling in his tongue, clinging to his throat... But just for irony -- what they wanted so badly to help, just happened. Kogure, to kiss Mitsui deeplier, pressed into his lover's body and it made the taller boy lose his balance. So *THUD*, both boys fell to the slippery, wet floor of the shower stall, Mitsui under Kogure, Kogure over his chest. "... Ouch", it was the only thing Mitsui could say. "Hisashi, are you okay? Didn't I...?", but then, Mitsui flipped Kogure over his back quickly, straddling him. "Oh, I shouldn't have asked", he uttered. Mitsui leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead. "I was just about to tell you", he murmured huskily, "that even your scent is sweeter than anything in this world...". "I know it, Hisashi", he countered. "I like my own taste. I... Oooh!". Mitsui's hand was going down, grabbing him. The girl outside held a little moan in her throat. "Let's get to me now that we don't need to worry about slipping down". Kogure returned the smile. "Hai!". ***** So, Mitsui went down again and kissed Kogure but didn't use his tongue, letting the other boy explore. There was another way to enter his lover, so the mouth would be free by now. Kogure parted his legs, anchoring his feet as firm as he could on the floor and lifting his hips. Mitsui took the hips and buttocks in his hands, then positioned himself and with a single thrust, he was inside. Kogure had been pretty used to the hurt of being entered, but even then, he couldn't help but nearly screaming again. This cry was pained, making Mitsui slightly reel back. "No-don't-you-da-re!!", the scarred boy heard him say through gritted teeth. "Don't-you-dare-to-pull-out-of-me!". The girl outside, fortunately, couldn't fully hear this sentence, due to the sound of the running water muffling it somewhat. The muscle ring first resisted to the intrusion, then started to slowly addapt to it. Kogure was so tight, so warm. He was melting as the pain was fading, allowing Mitsui to forget soon his worries and start to thrust in, out and against him, trying to impale his member fully inside. Mitsui felt then that Kogure was rocking back against his own thrusts, faster every time. There was, from then on, only a wild motion of their bodies being consumed in love and lust. Kogure didn't care now that someone could hear them crying out in ecstasy (you know someone WAS outside, but he didn't, of course), the boy just wanted to be seeing stars ASAP, and Mitsui was not only sensing this, but making sure he would see them! Kogure tossed his arms around Mitsui's neck to pull his lover atop of him completely, nails dugging into his skin. Mitsui felt himself impaling deeper than ever... to later explode... into waves of white and heat being shot into the usually so gentle boy, giving up to his coherent side and barely noticing that Kogure himself was also releasing, the same white fluid spattering into their chests and stomachs. Someone outside was running away, shoes in her hands, but none of them even realized of her presence... ***** *pant* *pant* She found herself back to the gym, her breathe coming in short puffs, her skin sweaty. And her mind, filled with everything that came in since she stepped in front of the locker's door. "I won't tell... ever...", she muttered as she sat down on a particularly solitaire spot of the gym. Then her tiny hand touched something... that felt like plastic? She glanced. There it was! A bag with *the* books. How come no one saw it? "Ups. I *was* lucky that no guy saw *them*". Even being so clueless, she remembered the ONE and only time her older brother caught her reading a Yaoi doujinshii, of course provided by the closest Yaoi-tachis there, Ayako and Matsui. He valiantly endured to see some of the pics, but when it started to get more hentai, he just closed it and ran away to the toilet. Akagi Haruko (****) blushed at the memory. How embarrassing! Too good her brother wasn't homophobic as she thought back then, but even... Haruko checked the bag. A Trowa/Quatre, a Hiei/Kurama, a Yuu/Satoshi, a Ken/Aya, and a Touya/Yukito. Everything was in place. She could live tomorrow. Well, if it wasn't for the fact of forgetting the dj's Matsui lend her this time, she wouldn't have... Haruko blushed at the thought. What if the ones in the showers stalls (whoever they were and whatever they did) found out of her presence? What would she do if...? "But let's think of it tomorrow... Gotta go home. Maybe I can find Ayako-san and ask her...". Haruko finally checked her wristwatch. Nearly 21:00. Hell, she was LATE!! She hurriedly took the bag and ran as fast as she could, not looking back. She would think of her new problem tomorrow... now it was time to go home and lie down on bed. **** Mitsui lifted his hips, pulling out. Kogure opened his eyes, his body still shaking from his second orgasm. "Lips stole a wonder, it was of love, and it contaminates my self..." Mitsui slipped those words in his ear teasingly. Kogure responded: "'I don't mind, nor even for my heart'". "Not even for the thing that brought me back to you?", Mitsui asked mock-pouting. Kogure giggled, then embraced him close. "Murmuring devil, you invite me and I grin I'm gonna surrender to you and to your sensual mouth, warm, hotter than flames...". "As always", Mitsui told him. "I know I'm so irresistable". They laughed heartily, then lied down for some few minutes. Now back into RL, Kogure realized about the sticky fluid spattered over his stomach. "I came to clean myself up and ended up dirtier...", he sardonically said. "'Sides, I *really* need that shower now", Mitsui said placing one last kiss on his forehead. "What if we use the still running water?". He got up and helped Kogure to get up as well. "Where's the soap?". "Right here", Kogure answered. He had a bar of soap in his hand and run in between his palms. Then he ran his soaped hands over Mitsui's muscled stomach and chest, both covered with fluid. As he reached a nipple, Mitsui gasped. "Boy, I thought *I* was the one to hype up quicker". "That's why I'm a quicklearner, Hisashi. Not only Hanamichi-kun can improve fast", Kogure replied with a smile that was slightly touched with a little mischief. "But I wouldn't like so much to have Sakuragi cleaning off my body like that...". That lead to another kiss, followed by Kogure's hands working faster... and Mitsui's hands also 'cleaning' his teammate off... The hot water kept running for quite a while more. --- END --- Minako's explanation of the (*--)'s: (*): This isn't very hard to guess. Once my net-sister Ria sent me "lots of kisses and little Mitsui and Kogure eating spaghetti (like in Lady and the Tramp)". But I ended pulling off a Bambi joke instead. (**) and (***): From the song of the Japanese band GLAY 'Kuchibiru'. In English, 'Lips'. The translation isn't done by me (I know no Japanese but anime terms by now), but by a friend, and it's pretty brash. (****): So minna, you were already suspecting who the mysterious girl was? Originally the prying person would Sakuragi (who in turn would be... uhm... "touching himself"), but I thought it'd be too obvious, so I switched him to Miyagi. Again, too lame. So I finally decided to use Haruko (her "side-b"), adding the detail of the dj in the last moment to make up an excuse for her to be there. So..., booooy, the SD "virgin girl" isn't 100% virgin here. At least in mind. *lol* Sorry if Haruko's OOC, I know she IS, but -- nor even *she* would be so dense not to realice, at least partially, what a lust-filled scream from a bishonen means, ne? Too bad this is NOT a RuHana... This third Slam Dunk lemon was more PWP and took me less time to write. Two/three days not counting the week the first part 'slept'. Anyway, I'm pretty satisfied. If you don't, feel free not to read it anymore. Any flames will be turned into a basketball and dunked by the mighty Tensai. Written half in the college PC's under the sight of the library employees thinking I'm deranged (they're DAMN right). The other half, in my house, with the Kaijuu bugging 'coz she wanted to finish Final Fantasy VII. This time it's my fault X) After this, Minako-chan waves and says 'good-bye'!! PD: I promise I'll write a non-Yaoi lemon. I promise I'll write a Non Yaoi lemon. I have yet an idea. Just give me time ne?