There Comes a Time

Masqatch - HiYa! Thanks for the review! I wonder how your going to like this next part.... hhhhmm..... Hope it won't upset you too much, or maybe I'll convert you and make a true believer out of you yet! :-D!!

Yellow! Nice to see you again!

WhiteLilacs - SO Nice to meet you. I'm glad you like Mieko, let's see how you like the next part....

Ychan - LOL Your reviews always get me. I lost you for a bit with Mieko, but I think you get your nakey Fuji on top here.... I have to admit, while I did have some of this stuff in mind, YOU are totally to blame for the next 2 chapters. It took me so long to write because I had things that needed changing up. So if you don't like it Ychan, its your own fault! ;-)

Just a short note: From the 2nd episode of the series I have always had a problem with how short they draw Echizen in comparison to the other players. He is way too short in my opinion. When he is drawn by himself, he has a well proportioned body, and looks normal, when he’s around the others he looks like a dwarf. So for argument’s sake, please imagine Echizen as only slightly shorter then Fuji, and not as a victim of dwarfism.

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When Tezuka got to the front door of the clubhouse, he was surprised to find Fuji gently hugging Echizen to him. His cheek nuzzled against the side of Echizen’s head. He was talking softly into the rookie’s ear, then as Tezuka watched Fuji was kissing his forehead and his cheek softly. Tezuka’s surprise mounted as he watched Echizen’s slender arms slowly raise up and tentatively circle Fuji’s waist, hugging him back silently. He had no idea what the tensai said to get such a response. Echizen had not hugged Tezuka back. Tezuka never would have expected this…… but he thanked whatever gods existed, it was better then he ever thought possible. Both boys eyes met -golden locked with blue, and they smiled at each other. They gradually turned as one to smile at him, their arms still locked in a hug. A thought came to Tezuka unbidden as he gazed back at them, “ Boy am I in trouble now……The two of them together are going to kill me…..”

The boys smiled at each other again, as if they shared a sumptuous secret. Fuji quickly hugged Echizen one more time before the rookie said something softly to him and turned to go home. Fuji walked back up to Tezuka, his hand raised and gently pushed up under Tezuka’s chin, effectively closing his friend’s mouth, “You are catching flies, buchou.” He glided past his friend/lover/captain into the clubhouse to retrieve his tennis bag. Tezuka’s eyes followed him, eyebrows drawn together in consternation. The stoic captain crossed his arms in the middle of the doorway, effectively blocking Fuji’s exit, forcing the blue eyes to rise to his, “Tezuka? Were you going to get your bag and walk home with me, or are you planning on staying the night?” His eyes blinked at Tezuka innocently. A chill raced up Tezuka’s spine. He had an ugly feeling about this. The large guileless blue eyes were the prime clue that Fuji was not in any way innocent at all. “Fuji. - What just happened?” Fuji blinked several times in an exaggerated way, one finger raised to lightly touch his lip as if in deep thought, obviously poking fun at his captain, “I didn’t think it was polite to speak of such things, but if you must hear it - I sucked you off while Echizen took advantage of your helplessness and ravaged your mouth. It was very very hot Tezuka, you should see yourself.” Fuji looked down briefly as if seriously considering something, “We should get a mirror. I’ll speak to Echizen about it. Of course, then - your climax was particularly hard and quite vocal, which I think we all enjoyed very much. I would have thought that you knew exactly what happened Tezuka, since you were there.” Fuji’s smiling face practically glowed with amusement. His mirth only grew as he watched Tezuka’s frown deepen with each word he said, as did the faint flush that stained Tezuka’s high cheekbones. Tezuka huffed, as the shiver grew and raced up his spine again, “I didn’t mean that. I meant you and Echizen.” Fuji waved it off, “Oh that. It’s nothing to worry too much about. Let’s go, it’s getting late. Oh yes, and Echizen said to tell you he would be back in practices tomorrow.” The hazel eyes stared at Fuji for a few moments more before he gave in and went to get his bag. Fuji resisted the urge to crack up. He very much enjoyed seeing Tezuka so off balance. Fuji had no intention of telling Tezuka what he had said to Echizen, that was between them. He had injured the boy, and now he had made amends. As for the rest of what he said, he had no idea of why he did it at the time, but it came from a deep place in his belly, and he just knew at that moment it felt right. Thinking on it now, he realized he still felt that way. Fuji turned his attention back to the walk home. They spoke about the training menu and the upcoming Ocean Day festivals. But Fuji could see Tezuka’s mind was still occupied with what had transpired between the three in the clubhouse, and the resultant Syuusuke/Ryoma moment. As proof of this Tezuka suddenly glared at the tensai during the walk home, in the middle of the conversation, just as if they had been speaking about it all along, “We should get a mirror?” Fuji glanced at him, “Yes a mirror, Tezuka. A reflective device?” Another hazel filled glare as Tezuka clarified for him, “Perhaps you missed where the emphasis was in the sentence, Fuji. It was not on the ‘mirror’, it was on the ‘we’. As in “WE should get a mirror?” Fuji’s melodic voice chuckled.

Later on that night almost in perfect synchronization as if it were planned, in 3 different bedrooms in 3 separate houses, thoughts of what happened in the clubhouse that day swirled in the dark. Like a sleepy invisible tendril, the thoughts connected the 3 unawares. Tezuka relived the feelings in his mind. The feel of Fuji’s lips and hands on his body, and of Echizen’s hot kisses. Fuji was an amazingly sexy lover. While Echizen kissed the way he played tennis, aggressive and passionate. Tezuka groaned as his whole body seemed to come alive with the memories. While in the other 2 houses, Echizen’s [Fuji’s] body was hard and begging for attention, as it had been all afternoon since their encounter. Echizen [Fuji] remembered how hot Tezuka was, how unbelievably sexy his captain and his team mate were together. He remembered how hot Tezuka looked with Fuji’s lips on him [with Echizen kissing him as he came]. Echizen’s [Fuji’s] hand grazed down his body, and grasped his hardened member, reliving the taste and the feel of Tezuka, Echizen’s other hand cupped his balls [Fuji’s other hand gently pulled on a nipple] Echizen gasped [Fuji moaned] as he stroked the heated flesh. The soft strains of the music filled Fuji’s room [The warm breeze laden with night jasmine made Echizen’s body shiver ] and added a passionate counterpoint in his head while his [their] hand stroked faster. Tezuka groaned, as he tried to find a more comfortable position, resolutely trying to ignore his erection. The images swirled and they stroked faster, very separate, yet together, their breath becoming heavy. Fuji’s hand reached down to massage his balls, [Echizen’s hand crawled up to tease a hardened bud. Something he didn’t usually do, but he did tonight with stunning results. The electric feeling went straight to his straining cock.] Tezuka finally gave in, lowering his hand into his underwear, curling the fingers around himself with a sigh, he grazed his thumb gently over the head. The quiet sounds of pleasure echoed in the boy’s rooms, secret and hot. Tezuka barely had to work himself at all before he climaxed. Echizen’s [Fuji’s] body jerked and tightened as he came with the memories of Tezuka’s pleasure running thru his head. All 3 drifted off to sleep.

The next morning at practice, a meek looking Echizen stood before his stern captain while the entire team looked on. Echizen knew that he needed to tread lightly in this, no matter what happened between them yesterday. Tezuka was his captain, he would not be swayed when it came to his team. Tezuka had his arms crossed, his voice was hard and unforgiving, “Echizen. You broke the rules, no matter what the reason. And right before nationals when the team needs you the most. I can’t forbid you from practicing with the nationals so close, but you will be punished. Run an extra 50 laps each day this week.” Echizen nodded, “Ois.” He left to run his laps when Tezuka called out, “Fuji!” Fuji turned surprised eyes to his captain, “Yes buchou?” Hard hazel eyes turned to him, “You have the same 50 laps each day for your part in this.” Fuji smiled, thinking he should have expected this of his captain. “Hai.” He took up the run beside Echizen. Only Eiji and Oishi remained silent as the rest of the team whispered back and forth to each other evidently not understanding why Fuji would have to run as well, before Tezuka silenced them telling them to go back to work and to mind their own business unless they felt a need to share the laps. The team started working with renewed fury. Fuji and Echizen ran beside each other in relative silence, when the tall graceful form of their captain joined the run on the next lap. Both pairs of eyes found his in surprise. Firm lips curved up slightly, “I was to blame as well. Ignorance is not much of an excuse. I will do 25 laps each day with you both.” Fuji grinned “Only 25?” Tezuka asked “Do you want another 50, Fuji?” Echizen and Fuji both chuckled as all 3 slipped into a steady rolling gate.

Tezuka had been unsure of how the events of yesterday would affect them today. To say that he was concerned was an understatement. How would he handle this new development? How did Fuji and Echizen expect him to handle it? Did they both want relationships with him? Would they both be jealous of any time spent with the other? Tezuka suddenly felt like a wishbone, with Fuji and Echizen holding each end, and threatening to pull. Both of his team mates were very strong willed, although in very different ways. Just one of them alone would prove hard enough to control, but both….? It would be a true test of Tezuka’s abilities. He had been very worried that the passion they shared yesterday might be a problem when the team reformed in the morning, but that fear had gone unrealized. Neither of his 2 love interests had, as of yet, used it as an excuse to cause difficulty or jealousy or to undermine his position or authority. For that alone Tezuka was grateful. It was Tezuka’s extreme ability to separate his own life from his duties as captain that truly kept the other 2 boys in line. He couldn’t even image how bad things could get if any clue of what had happened between the 3 leaked out. He had a reputation to uphold and somehow, allowing 2 of his team mates to molest him into complete senselessness didn’t hold with that image.

They separated for morning classes. Momoshiro wanted to know what happened and why Tezuka had to borrow his bike to go and get Echizen, but he refused to ask his friend what the hell was going on, knowing that it would do him no good. If Echizen wanted to talk he would, and not until then. But he was happy that his friend was back in the team, and that’s all he cared about. He had been very worried about the ochibi. Eiji and Fuji went to class together, Eiji bugging him unmercifully for information, but Fuji’s perpetually smiling mask was unmoved, never saying a word. Oishi and Tezuka headed to their classes together, Oishi smiling brightly. Tezuka’s eyes cut to him as they walked, his eyebrows drawing together. Oishi said, “I see you have worked things out with Echizen and Fuji.” Tezuka nodded. At the lack of a verbal response, Oishi tried again, “Have you decided on which one or neither?” Tezuka nodded but upon seeing Oishi raised eyebrows, encouraging a further answer, he stated flatly, “Both.” Oishi stopped walking abruptly, his mouth hanging ajar. “Both?” He had to remind his legs to start moving again just to catch up with his friend. No matter how he tried, Tezuka would say no more. Little did Oishi know, it was more because Tezuka had no idea himself how this would work, as opposed to him being secretive. “Oishi. I expect you to keep this to yourself.” Oishi nodded, “Of course, Tezuka.” He wasn’t allowed to tell anyone, not even Eiji? Oishi frowned, but made no comment to Tezuka. If that was his friend’s wishes, he’d honor them and say nothing. Classes progressed in a normal fashion, afternoon practice had the team members running hard, and doing practice rallies. Coach Ryuzaki told Echizen and Fuji to do their punishment laps with Tezuka after the main practice was over so they wouldn’t miss out on the training they needed most. After everyone had done their practices, the 1st years started to clean up and retrieve balls while the 3 monsters of Seigaku began the punishment laps. It was certainly the most difficult time to do the running, after they had already worked out. Fuji commented on a paper that was due, Echizen said he had an English paper due as well, Tezuka said while he had no papers due, he did have a test to study for on Friday. They jogged together in companionable silence thereon out. Tezuka dropped off after his 25 laps, and headed to the showers. He felt disgusting and was not heading home this way.

He had just pulled his pants on and was toweling off his hair when both Fuji and Echizen calmly knocked on his door and entered together, talking amiably. Hazel eyes raised to find both of them smiling at him, and that shiver raced up his spine again. Fuji said, “Tezuka? Is something the matter?” Tezuka’s eyes cut to Echizen, who’s usually placid face wore a set of upwards curving lips. “Eeiiyeh. What are you two up to?” Fuji and Echizen glanced at each other, both shrugging innocently. Tezuka huffed. Maybe he was just imagining it. He leaned forward and pulled on his socks and shoes. When he was upright again, Fuji’s slender hand clasped his chin and turned it towards him to give him a soft open mouthed kiss. Tezuka returned the kiss without any hesitation, but it quickly deepened, causing him to pull away momentarily a frown crossing his face as he wondered what was going on. As soon as the kiss was broken, firmer hands pulled his face away and then Echizen’s lips descended onto his. The rookie clearly wanted his turn. The kiss was firm and sure just as Tezuka remembered. Echizen’s tongue slid inside to caress his captain’s. Tezuka’s head swam a bit before Tezuka pulled away with a questioning look in the hazel eyes that slid back and forth between the two other boys. Fuji said, “No. It’s a draw.” Echizen nodded, “Hai.” With a disappointed look on his face. What?! Tezuka stood up, glancing back and forth between the other two, “A draw?…………………. Are you 2 betting on me?” Fuji frowned, “Well not exactly betting, but we ARE competing…. Amicably.” Tezuka blinked several times in disbelief. He shook his head and pulled on his shirt then he replaced his glasses. “Perhaps I don’t want a competition. Did that occur to either of you?” They looked at each other and shook their heads. Tezuka’s frown appeared again, “It’s unfortunate that you will both be disappointed this week, since I have a lot of school work to do and won’t be available until this weekend for EITHER of you.” Tezuka grabbed his school bag and walked out, Echizen and Fuji trailing him. Echizen asked in a small quiet voice, “Buchou? Are you angry at us?” Tezuka turned to look into the bewildered golden eyes, and he sighed. It was somewhat like getting mad at a favorite kitten. What did he expect, really? Tezuka didn’t know how he was going to cope with this, but it wasn’t their fault. They were not fighting with each other or causing him grief on purpose so how could he be mad? “No, Echizen, I am not mad, just slightly out of my league with you two.” Tezuka brought his firm lips down onto Echizen’s and kissed him then he turned and kissed Fuji lingeringly. “I have to do some errands so I will see you both in the morning.” Fuji and Echizen watched the graceful form walk away, and Echizen chuckled evilly, “I think he is rattled, don’t you Fuji-senpai?” Fuji nodded, “Oh yes, he seems to be.” They turned to walk home, Echizen asked Fuji politely if he could see Tezuka on Saturday night allowing Fuji to have Friday night, Fuji said he didn’t think that would be a problem. Fuji thought privately to himself that he’d have to completely tire Tezuka out before Echizen even got his hands on him, while Echizen thought he could leave the more lasting impression by having the second night of the weekend.

The next day seemed to go along the normal lines. Classes came and went. Tezuka seemed to relax slightly over his new found situation with both of his team mates. During the day as he sat next to Fuji in class, Fuji asked if it would be okay for Tezuka and Fuji to hang out on Friday night this week? Tezuka thought about it and said yes, he had not made any other plans. Fuji said that was good, because Echizen had requested Saturday night. Tezuka stared at Fuji realizing perhaps for the first time that they had set up a dating schedule for him between the two of them. Fuji once again gently reached forward and closed his mouth for him. Tezuka didn’t say a word. He had no answer to give. He was shocked. He wanted to spend some time with Fuji, he had missed him, and he also wanted to spend some time with Echizen to see where that would lead, but the utter weirdness of it all had his spine doing an absolute crawl. Fuji smiled secretly to himself as the changes flitted over his captain’s face. This is really too amusing…..

The afternoon practice was almost over when Oshitari of Hyotei Academy appeared on the courts. His deep sensual voice asked if he could speak to Tezuka and the Seigaku Regulars for a moment, he had a message from Atobe for them. Tezuka nodded and the whole team gathered around. Oshitari handed Tezuka a large square Envelope with a blood red wax seal on it, trailing a matching ribbon. How very like Atobe. Tezuka thought as he looked at the elegant envelope. Oshitari explained that Atobe was renting an ocean side Hotel for the celebration of Ocean Day which was next Monday. He had rented rooms for each of the regulars of several of his favorite teams, for Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights for the Ocean Day Festivities, since that Monday was a holiday. This was to be a relaxed beach weekend and Atobe would be very disappointed if Seigaku didn’t come. Tezuka opened the envelope and read the invitation, it was at an exclusive sea side resort, and they were to simply come to the front desk give their names and the clerk would have their room assignments. All food, rooms, etc. were already paid for. The team broke into shouts and applause, Oshitari smiled, “Does this mean that Seigaku will be attending, Tezuka Buchou?” The whole team stopped momentarily to send begging, pleading eyes his way. Tezuka blew out a breath, and closed his eyes briefly, how could he say no? “Yes, of course we will be delighted to attend. Please thank Atobe for us.” Oshitari said he would, and told Momo and Echizen he would see them on the beach volleyball courts before he turned to take his leave. The team cheered, while Eiji bounced around like a Mexican jumping bean. Tezuka felt bad about the entire team not being able to go, it was only for the regulars, but he was sure the room cost was expensive, Atobe certainly couldn’t afford to bring everyone from each team. On second thought, never mind. Sure he could. So what was the reason Atobe wanted them there THIS time? Tezuka spoke quietly to the other members who could not go, saying he was sorry they could not attend. He was very careful about the feelings of the other club members, and they appreciated him for it. The team soon left for home, and Tezuka went to get changed. Fuji and Echizen came into his room again, this time Echizen leaned in for a kiss first, Fuji happily accepted the second position. Apparently this was going to be a pattern for them. Each wanted their daily kisses. Although it had weirded him out at first, frankly Tezuka was beginning to enjoy it. The casual affection was nice. Tezuka could read their minds, they both seemed a bit put out by the weekend invitation. “We will all be together this weekend, so this competition of yours will have to wait.” Tezuka smiled slightly as he watched Fuji frown and Echizen openly say “Che….” Tezuka pushed both boys out ahead of him, thinking he had somehow gotten a reprieve. There goes that mis - perception thing again

The rest of the week came and went. Tezuka played a careful game of walking on thin ice, and other than his becoming increasingly horny as time went on, he was beginning to look forward to the weekend at the beach. It sounded like it would be enjoyable. Strangely, Tezuka looked forward to seeing Atobe. The Hyotei captain had become a good friend much to his surprise. Tezuka smiled to himself. Atobe put on such airs, and often acted cold or was happy to play the bad guy, when truly the rich boy had a heart of gold. A heart that he tried so very hard to hide. Another small smile graced Tezuka’s beautiful face. Atobe was worth his weight in gold for how he had gotten Echizen to come back. Although he didn’t know how he’d done it, Tezuka was sure it was Atobe. The thought that he was worth his weight in gold would surely please the diva. Friday came around and Seigaku assembled to travel to the seaside resort together. The train trip was little over an hour, and they arrived in late afternoon. Rather then going directly to the hotel, (it was difficult to rope in Eiji and Momoshiro) they stopped at some of the boardwalk games. Hours later, carrying stuffed animals and eating cotton candy, they all strolled into the hotel lobby and waited in line at the front desk for check in.

The hotel was grand, with elegant fixtures, and high carved ceilings in tones of white and beige, gilded in gold. As they waited, the team took in their surroundings with their eyes as large as saucers. “Atobe sure has terrific taste.” “Ahh. Thank you, Kikumaru-kun.” The team turned to see that the diva had appeared beside them. “Tezuka. I was waiting for Seigaku to appear.” Tezuka stepped forward and touched the back of his knuckles to Atobe’s raised fist. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Atobe. They wanted to stop at the ski ball.” Atobe smiled. “I understand. I have already played several games myself.” A few of the desk windows became open and several of the Seigaku boys stepped up, giving their names and receiving their room numbers and card keys. All of them seemed to be on the first floor, in rooms that were next to each other. Inui stated that the likely hood of this happening by chance was 5%. Kikumaru said, “Hoi we are all on the first floor!” Atobe added, “Seigaku has the second best rooms in the house, excepting Hyotei. Your rooms are all pool side….. with one minor exception.” Tezuka, Echizen and Fuji had just stepped up to the windows and were assigned rooms on the very top floor, the 15th to be exact. Echizen blinked at his room number. “1503” Fuji did the same, “1501”. Tezuka said nothing, he only blinked several times. Atobe stepped forward and grabbed the card keys from Fuji, Echizen and Tezuka, “I will show you 3 to your rooms.” He turned to the rest of Seigaku, “Your captain will be on the 15th floor, a short elevator ride away. I couldn’t get you all the rooms together, there is another convention this weekend. I am sure they will find you after they settle in.” Atobe walked towards the elevators, wordlessly beckoning for the three to follow him. That shiver crawled up Tezuka’s spine once again.

When they arrived on the 15th floor, Atobe slid Echizen’s card key into a slot, the door clicked and opened for him, Atobe did the same for Fuji’s door, and then Tezuka’s (1502) Atobe strolled into Tezuka’s room, which looked more like a suite then a single room. It had a sitting area, and a bedroom area. Tezuka was sure he would get lost in the ridiculously huge bed. Atobe had gone overboard, he didn’t need anything this large. Tezuka almost hadn’t noticed the two doors that were in each opposing wall of his room, with lock and key on the inside. Atobe calmly strolled over to the left hand door, and flung open the bolt, opening the doorway wide, Echizen raised surprised eyes to his as the door opened, Atobe grinned at him. The diva turned and proceeded to the other door and did the same, Fuji’s blue eyes pinned. As the two other boys came into Tezuka’s room via the now opened doors, Atobe explained, “This suite of rooms is usually reserved for families with older children. I thought it would suit your needs best, Na …Tezuka?” Tezuka’s eyes bulged, he felt as if he had swallowed his tongue. It wasn’t that Atobe COULDN’T get them rooms with the rest of the team, he had done this purposefully. That meant that Echizen was on the left, Tezuka in the middle and Fuji on the right, their rooms attached by adjoining doors. Atobe continued, “Echizen, Fuji… be sure to lock the dead bolts inside your rooms at night, so no one will be able to enter and see where you are truly sleeping. Even if the other rooms are for appearances only.” Tezuka’s mouth dropped opened and Atobe chuckled evilly as he left. “See you in the morning, Tezuka!” Fuji and Echizen’s eyes both narrowed like cats that have a very scared little mouse cornered. Tezuka said, “No! Atobe! Wait!” He reached out with his left hand towards Hyotei’s captain, but his reach fell short. Echizen grasped Tezuka’s right arm and dragged him back, while Fuji had a firm hold on his left shoulder doing the same. Atobe was so pleased with himself for pulling this trick on Tezuka, but even he shivered when he heard Tezuka say “No! Atobe wait!” Then he heard the grunt that escaped as Tezuka was pulled off his feet onto the huge bed with Echizen and Fuji undoubtedly tackling him. As Atobe rode down in the elevator he had a momentary fit of conscience. Poor Tezuka was definitely not expecting this turn of events. Atobe hoped that things turned out well. He hoped it went well for Echizen’s sake, and for Tezuka’s and Fuji’s too for that matter. None of them would know how they would handle this new relationship until they were truly shoved together like this, but more then anything Atobe hoped it went well all around because Atobe held a very clear fondness for his own teeth. He wondered absently which of the boys would win as he stepped out of the elevator.

Tezuka found himself pulled off his feet forcefully to land on the bed. Fuji and Echizen both had tight holds on him, refusing to let go. Balancing the 3 of them precariously on the edge of the bed, Tezuka tried to disentangle himself, “Wait. Fuji. Echizen. Slow down.” He didn’t want any fighting between the two team mates. The thought of completely losing control on the situation had the stoic captain close to panic. Echizen smiled and said softly, “Why? You enjoyed us both the other day.” Fuji piped up, “Ne, Tezuka? Can we have some fun with you tonight?” Both? We? He turned speculative hazel eyes on the 2. What were they getting at? “What kind of fun, Fuji?” Fuji smiled slyly, “Can we tie you up?” Tezuka blinked in surprise, while Echizen’s eyes bugged right out of his head. From the rookie’s reaction, Tezuka knew this was entirely Fuji’s idea. He turned hot lips to Fuji and kissed him sensuously, dangerously…..he said very close to his mouth, “Do you think you will try to trick me into being uke, Fuji? It will not work.” Fuji shook his head, “No Tezuka. I will swear that we will not try that. But I was mean to Echizen before, and he has much to learn…..” Tezuka kissed him again, his eyes cutting to Ryoma’s. “So you thought you could teach him on me? Like a large human guinea pig?” Fuji nodded smiling. His mind processed what Fuji said, while Tezuka’s eyes studied the younger team mate, “Would you like this, Ryoma?” At Ryoma’s wide eyed ardent nod he said, “Very well.” His fingers raised Fuji’s chin, “No uke, Fuji. Understand?” Fuji smiled and nodded. Tezuka crossed his arms over his chest and waited. The other 2 looked at him questioningly. “I said you could tie me up. Did you expect me to do all the work for you as well?” Both Echizen and Fuji’s eyes narrowed with the challenge.

Fuji said, “I wish we had ladies hosiery, but we don’t. Ryoma, get the ties from both your robe and mine. Hurry.” Ryoma didn’t question the orders, he was too ridiculously happy to oblige. Fuji’s hand glided along Tezuka’s jaw to rest under his left ear, while his lips found the sensitive spot on the other side below the right ear. He licked gently at the spot and kissed it again sucking slightly as Tezuka’s eyes closed slowly in contentment. As Fuji kissed a path down his neck to his shoulder pulling the tee shirt aside in the process, Tezuka relaxed and uncrossed his arms, bringing his hands down to the bed to lean on them. He said, “You don’t need the ties, Syuusuke. If I promise I won’t use my hands, you know it would be just as good as being tied.” Syuusuke smiled between kisses, then sucked in the delicate ear lobe giving Tezuka the chills. “Yes, I know that. But it will be fun for us, and Ryoma will know how much you trust him.” Tezuka pulled back and looked at Syuusuke. The tensai continued to surprise him.

Ryoma returned to the room, the ties were balled up in his hand. Tezuka turned to look at him. His arm shot out and confidently pulled Ryoma onto the bed next to them. A firm hand slid under Ryoma’s jaw, his thumb tilted his face up into a kiss that quickly deepened. Ryoma felt his captain’s tongue slip inside his mouth, firm lips and tongue dominating him without even trying. Ryoma wondered briefly what it would be truly like to be made love to by Tezuka, he hoped one day to find out. It didn’t take long for Ryoma to become aroused, giving a soft moan. Tezuka broke the kiss, and smiled, “I wanted just one before I give up my autonomy.” Ryoma’s face turned doubtful and sad for a moment. “Buchou….We don’t have to…..” Tezuka smiled and kissed his lips, “I trust you.” Fuji reached forward and grasped the bottom edge of his tee shirt, lifting it gently as Tezuka raised his arms to assist in its removal. He took a deep breath to calm himself, then Tezuka held his wrists out, hazel eyes placid and serious. It was very evident to both boys the effort it took Tezuka to willingly give himself into someone else’s hands. Fuji and Ryoma wrapped each wrist a few times, then tied it securely in the black silk. Tezuka voluntarily scooted backwards up the bed as they secured him to the posts, comfortably but unable to bring his hands down lower than head height. As he settled into his position, both boys sat back on the bed to admire their handiwork. Even tied down, Tezuka radiated a strong and dominant presence, the hazel eyes assessing them coolly. As if reading each other’s minds, Echizen asked, “How does he do that?” Fuji shook his head, blue eyes speculative, “I don’t know. I have been trying to figure it out for years.”

Echizen’s fingers tentatively reached out and touched his captain’s chest, the tips felt the thick lush skin, the hard muscle that was relaxed beneath it. Echizen couldn’t believe he was being allowed to touch him like this. Bronze eyes followed the fingers to the center of his chest, down past the rib cage and lower, over the shadowed lines of his amazing belly. He watched as it rose and fell gently with Tezuka’s breathing. Tezuka’s eyes calmly followed the boy’s inspection of him. As the golden gaze shifted slowly from wonder to desire, the hazel swirls gathered colors and became hot themselves. Fuji took up a position on the other side of Tezuka, his attention focused on Echizen. It was obvious to the tensai just how much Echizen loved their captain. Fuji could appreciate it, and he could not blame him. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he, Ryoma?” Fuji’s fingers took up a gentle path on the silky skin as well, “I told him that once, and he didn’t believe me.” Tezuka listened to them speak of him as if he wasn’t there. His only reaction was a rising of his chin, again in denial of the claim. Fuji smiled indicating the defiant look on Tezuka’s face with a jerk of his head, “He did the same thing then.” Ryoma’s eyes looked at his captain’s face, enjoying the entire thing. Ryoma’s lips curved, “Hheeeehh. Fuji-senpai is right.” Tezuka refused to react. So Fuji chuckled, “Oh I see. It’s going to be like that, is it?” His fingers moved deftly to draw light circles over a nipple, drawing it into hardness. A slight shiver was the only response. Echizen’s sharp eyes caught the shiver. He duplicated Fuji’s actions on the other side, earning the same response. The bronze eyes immediately turned hot and raised to Fuji’s face. Fuji smiled slyly. “Sometimes the lightest of touches brings the largest effect.” Fuji leaned over Tezuka and removed his glasses, placing them on the side table. Then his fingers pushed his jaw to the right, giving his lips access to the tender throat. Tezuka lay there passively, waiting. Fuji kissed down to the nape of his neck, then turned to Echizen, “His scalp is sensitive, gentle tugs in his hair work very well.” Echizen watched as Fuji attached his mouth to the raised muscle in Tezuka’s neck. He bit down gently and sucked as his hand snaked into the locks of golden brown hair, grasping them. Echizen could tell immediately when the proper pressure had been achieved because Tezuka’s eyes slid shut and he arched his head back, pushing his neck achingly against Fuji’s mouth. Ryoma’s cock pulsed. This was even better than tennis.

Tezuka felt vulnerable, yet it was good. He wondered at Fuji’s method of instruction and just how far the tensai was willing to go. This turn of events was very strange to Tezuka, but then it was ALL strange to him. As Fuji tugged on his hair and sucked on his neck, rational thought escaped him, knowing without a doubt that Echizen’s hot eyes were watching his helpless reactions. Tezuka’s pleasure loomed out before him, and he knew from the start that this was not going to be a short trip, but his eyes widened when he heard Fuji’s next words. “Ryoma, let’s make him come quickly the first time to take the edge off. Then we can take our time.” At that moment Tezuka seriously doubted his sanity for ever giving Fuji such power over him. I knew it. The two of them will be the death of me. He had no more room for thought as he felt kisses fall on both sides of his chest, 2 sets of hands ran over his belly, then up again to tease his flesh. Then both mouths attached themselves to his tender nipples, licking and suckling gently at the same time. Tezuka groaned as his head pushed back into the pillows, his chest pressing up into the lips in pleasure. He had been hard since they tied him down, but he was pulsing now. His eyes opened and followed their movements as they worked on removing his pants. He lifted his hips and both the pants and underwear made their way to the floor, leaving Tezuka naked and magnificent. Echizen’s eyes drank in every inch of him in awe. He reached out to run his fingers lightly over Tezuka’s cock, it jumped slightly in response of its own accord. A wave of heat swept over Tezuka, forcing his eyes to close again. He felt someone kiss and dominate his mouth, it felt like Syuusuke. They left him to gently nip the side of his hip while another set of lips suckled a nipple. His lips parted and he gasped. Hands brushed his belly and sides, more than one hand touched his raging erection, together they stroked him, building a rhythm right away, not giving him pause for breath. As if they were dancing, one hand would leave his cock to massage his balls, then return while the other would do the same, a thumb circled the head. Tezuka thought they would make an excellent doubles team, their coordination was flawless. A low moan escaped him as his balls tightened; they brought him to his first orgasm quickly. It swept through him without too much warning, leaving Tezuka panting. Blue and bronze eyes practically glowed with pleasure as they watched him come. Fuji left the bed for a moment, returning with a warm wet hand towel to clean Tezuka’s belly and chest with.

Tezuka’s breathing returned to normal and he could hear them talking quietly to each other. He couldn’t grasp what they were saying, he was too caught up in the lethargy that his orgasm momentarily created. However, it wasn’t long before he was spiraling again. They gave him only a few short minutes of recovery before gentle hands again stroked his body, and lips kissed him everywhere. Echizen’s mouth kissed the insides of his thighs, the devilish tongue sending chills up his spine. Fuji had the other leg, and was obviously guiding him. Hazel eyes snapped opened for a second as a hot tongue suddenly licked his balls. He moaned loudly and quickly got hard again as the questing tongue lapped at the sensitive perineum. Soft lips kissed him again and again, coaxing him into a more heated response. He was sure at first that the mouth was Fuji’s, but it turned out to be Echizen, the rookie learning quickly how to change his method to better please his lover. Echizen’s fingertips teased and pulled at his nipples as he started to arch up against his bonds. He vaguely heard Fuji say, “We want to draw out the pleasure this time. The goal is to make it last as long as possible. As long as he can take it before allowing him to finish. Come down here, let me show you something.” Tezuka’s whole body shivered. Fuji had obviously missed his calling. He would have been good as a torture master, or a teacher in the fine arts concerning such things. He felt a warm tongue lick his length, flicking over the vein, then licked the drop of moisture from its head. Then slowly, torturously he was taken into a hot wet mouth. He rocked his hips up in pleasure, giving a long low purr. One hand cupped his balls while the mouth sucked and moved on him. Echizen watched as Tezuka started to pant. Fuji removed his mouth and Echizen replaced it with his own. Echizen was a very good pupil, Tezuka had not even noticed the change in partners. Ryoma found the task slightly awkward at first, but the silky skin stretched over the hard flesh sliding into his mouth and making Tezuka tremble, quickly became something he enjoyed very much. Experimenting with pressure and use of his tongue soon had his beautiful stoic captain with his head tilted back, making wonderfully sexy sounds. Tezuka lost all track of time and place. As he sucked on Tezuka, Ryoma watched Fuji remove his clothes. Both boys were so turned on by what they were doing to Tezuka that both were sweating, and Fuji had enough of the clothes. Echizen’s eyes took in the slim fit body. Fuji smiled at him and he realized perhaps for the first time why Tezuka was attracted the tensai. He was really quite handsome, almost angelic. Tezuka was panting heavily now and Fuji placed a hand lightly on Ryoma's shoulder to slow him down, silently telling him that Tezuka was getting close and they did not want that yet. But Ryoma had pushed Tezuka too far and he was starting to come. “MMMmmmnnn…. Aaahh…” Fuji quickly pushed Ryoma’s face out of the way, knowing the boy wasn’t going to be able to handle swallowing very well yet. Tezuka moaned loudly, as Fuji used his hand to stroke Tezuka harder and faster helping the orgasm along. Tezuka came all over his own chest and belly, arching beautifully, then he relaxed back into the pillows with his eyes closed, trying to regain control of his breathing. Ryoma frowned, “I’m sorry.” Fuji smiled, “It’s okay. Eat all you want, We’ll make more…. You go get a wash cloth this time. I have to get something so he won’t get sore.” Fuji went to search out the lube while Echizen cleaned up their unconscious partner.

Fuji watched as Ryoma cleaned Tezuka’s body, noting how peaceful Tezuka looked in sleep. He smiled to himself at how the man he loved handled everything he came up against with a grain or two of salt. Perhaps in this case it was more akin to a pound of salt. Who would have thought he would have consented to this? Fuji knew why he did consent to it. Tezuka allowed it to assure there were no fights. To please them both. What a wonderment he was. Fuji noticed Ryoma removing his own clothes, he guessed that the heat had finally gotten to him. The rookie certainly had a nice body. He was more muscled- as Tezuka was, unlike Fuji who was more sleek. Echizen still had some growing to do, and Fuji realized he would be a force to deal with as he grew older, just as Tezuka was. Fuji sat on the bed with Ryoma gazing at the dozing man tied to the bed. “What now? Do we untie him?” Fuji chuckled, “Nooooo. We are not done yet. We do need to give him a chance to recover a bit though. I’ll get us something to drink.” He returned a moment later with Ponta for Echizen and a water for himself. They drank in relative silence, when Ryoma asked about the lube Fuji answered him honestly. He was going to pleasure Tezuka’s A-spot, then he explained what that was. He also said that lube was an absolute necessity for male to male sex. Ryoma blinked as he tried to absorb what he was saying. Try as he might he didn’t understand the whole secret spot thing. But he did chuckle once, “Tezuka Buchou is so sexy. He made me want to come with him.” Fuji’s eyes gazed at him. “Then why didn’t you?” Ryoma stammered. “I don’t know. I guess I didn’t think I should.” Fuji chuckled, “Why not!?” Ryoma frowned before tossing a pillow at the tensai, then they both chuckled some more. Fuji took the Ponta from his hands, it was a sure sign that they were getting back down to work.

Tezuka sank down into sleep. The deep warm darkness held him like gentle fingers. He breathed deeply and calmly, lost to the world above. Time stretched out and twisted around him. The gentle fingers of sleep were soon replaced by insistent tendrils pulling him up out of the void. Ryoma watched Fuji take Tezuka’s soft member into his mouth, teasing it slowly to life. Ryoma became hard again just watching the process, and knowing Tezuka was still asleep and helpless to stop it. Tezuka’s body reacted to the pleasure on it’s own, the large pretty cock twitched and jumped when the tensai licked and blew on the head. He watched as Fuji coated his finger in lube and gently circled Tezuka’s hole. Echizen’s eyes widened to unbearable levels. He had never seen such a thing. It was so incredibly hot he had no idea what to even do. Tezuka’s lips parted and his breath hitched as he rose to consciousness. Ryoma gazed at the handsome face. He automatically brought his lips down to lick at a nipple while Fuji slid the finger inside Tezuka’s prone body. Tezuka came instantly awake when Fuji gently grazed over the secret spot, wringing a deep cry from their captain. Fuji’s hand and mouth stroked Tezuka while his other continued to press inside him. The feelings wound their way around Tezuka. Hands stroked his body inside and out, lips kissed him seemingly everywhere. Both boys adored watching the beautiful body begin to quiver and pant in ecstasy. Tezuka couldn’t seem to catch his breath as the sweet torture spread out before him. He tried once or twice to touch his assailants, but was quickly reminded that he was unable to because of the ties. Ryoma became adept at gauging Tezuka’s reactions. He took his first queues from Syuusuke, who would immediately back off when Tezuka showed signs of climbing to orgasm, lengthening it out, and building Tezuka’s pleasure higher. But he soon started to recognize the signs on his own. Ryoma was getting so hot from just this, he wanted to come so bad. He could see Fuji was no better off than him, the tensai’s cock was dripping as badly as Ryoma’s was. Tezuka was panting harshly now, and giving off deep keening moans. “Aahhh……. I need…..” Fuji panted himself, “Kunimitsu? What do you need? Tell us.” Ryoma watched as Fuji removed his lubed fingers from Tezuka and quickly applied them to his own back end, working the fingers inside himself. Shocked bronze eyes followed Fuji’s movements, his hand reached down to stroke his own hardened flesh. Fuji’s hand on Tezuka’s slippery rod never faltered, Ryoma bit at his chest and neck as Tezuka jerked ineffectively against the black silk ties that held him to the bed. Ryoma saw the sleek belly lengthen and tighten, knowing Tezuka was only hanging on by a thread, Fuji purposefully keeping him just out of range of his climax. Ryoma instinctively knew what was coming after he saw Fuji prepare himself, but he couldn’t help but be stunned at the same time. Fuji moved quickly up to kiss Tezuka deeply. He pulled away to say against the firm lips, “I want you, Kunimitsu.” Fuji reached back and positioned Tezuka’s cock against his entrance, Tezuka’s eyes looked down to where they were going to be joined and he panted hotly, he tossed his head to the left into the pillow, as Fuji sank down onto Tezuka’s cock. Fuji cried out in pleasure and Tezuka literally screamed. All the hairs on Ryoma’s body stood on end, and he moaned loudly as his hand grasped his own cock, stroking lightly. Fuji started to ride Tezuka roughly. Tezuka rocked his hips up into his lover, seeking for release as his hands gripped the silk ties. Tezuka gasped and cried out, then his eyes found Echizen, “Oh god….Ryoma. Kiss me. Kiss me, please.” Ryoma kissed Tezuka passionately, his tongue and lips devouring the gorgeous captive, while he stroked his own member. He heard Fuji’s moans. Tezuka’s groans of pleasure into Ryoma’s mouth soon became a panicked cry as he reached his limit and began to come for the third time. This time he came hard. Ryoma could feel Tezuka’s orgasm wrack the lovely body, he heard Fuji, “I’m coming…Aaahhhh!!” and he suddenly came himself, moaning into Tezuka’s mouth as his body jerked with the force of it. All three riding out their pleasure as one.

The searing heat spread up Tezuka’s spine, and white light blotted out his sight as he came so hard it was almost painful. He took several deep breaths in relief, Oh thank god….. was his last thought as Tezuka passed out. Several minutes later found Fuji and Ryoma cleaning Tezuka up together. How much they adored him was obvious in the gentle care they took over every inch of him. Even though Tezuka was completely comatose now, and unaware of their ministrations, they used warm wet towels to wash him and heated soft ones to dry him. Echizen untied the silk that bound him to the bed. The knot on that wrist had been pulled too tight for him to work on it without waking Tezuka up, so he let it be. Then he untied the other wrist, leaving that silk hanging from the bed post. They’d clean it all up in the morning. He and Fuji arranged Tezuka tenderly under the covers, and shut the light next to his bed. Fuji suddenly got an uncomfortable look on his face, and he said he was going into his room to shower. Ryoma grabbed his hand before he had a chance to leave. “Fuji-senpai. I wanted to say… I mean…. Thank you. Thank you for everything. I know you did not have to allow me to be with you two.” Fuji smiled, “Yes I did, Ryoma. He loves you.” Ryoma blinked and Fuji smiled, “Your welcome, and it’s Syuusuke.” He surprised Ryoma by giving him a quick kiss on the lips and saying good night. Ryoma returned to his room to sleep while Fuji went to shower and do the same.