Chapter Three
Authoress: Keishi
BIG FAT WARNING:
Contains m/m relationships
ONLY read if you are of age and open-minded!!!
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As he finished the last problem on the worksheet with a flourish, Jou grinned in relief. He honestly didn't think he'd get his homework finished, especially since his mind was otherwise engaged. Folding his arms on his desk and resting his head on top of them, Katsuya thought about the dream, or rather, thought about who was featured in it.
Seto fucking Kaiba, nude and doing things Jou _never_ thought he'd see him do, was displayed in gorgeous Technicolor before his vision. In his dream, Jounouchi had also been there, strapped to a chair, frustrated, forced to watch as Seto pleasured himself, bringing himself to orgasm easily. It was only when Kaiba had came, with his eyes locked on Jou's, that the blond realized he was only frustrated because he couldn't do anything to the CEO himself, tied up as he was. It was this thought that had woken Katsuya. He sat up in his bed, gulping down air as Seto's lustful cries rang in his head: "Jounouchi! Jounouchi!"
"Jounouchi!" A pair of fists slammed down onto Katsuya's desk, startling the blond from his daydream. Jou's arms flailed wildly as he reflexively threw himself backward, then attempted to remain in his chair. He failed, however, and blinked up at the intruder to his thoughts from his new position on the floor. He blushed crimson when he saw who it was. "Geez, Kaiba! Ya didn't hafta startle me like that!" Jou cringed inwardly as he heard how choked his voice sounded.
The aforementioned brunet, somehow managing to look sophisticated despite only wearing his basic school uniform, was towering above Jou with one hand on his hip, the other clutching his ever-present briefcase. "Well, I tried just calling your name, but apparently you can't hear anymore. Get up, dog," he said flippantly, obviously enjoying himself. Jou glared daggers at the CEO and scrambled back into his seat, but not before Seto noticed something that made his eyebrows raise.
"Fantasizing about humping someone's leg, weren't you, puppy?" His voice came out condescending.
If possible, Jou's face got redder, until he began to resemble a strangled tomato. He sputtered indignantly, but before he could really say anything, Seto interrupted. "Just confirming a time for practice this afternoon. Five o'clock sound okay? Good then." He then turned and sauntered away without bothering to wait for Jou's answer.
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Kaiba sat in Advanced French, waiting for class to begin and thinking about the way Jou looked in homeroom. The blond had appeared so clumsily sexy sprawled out on the floor like that; cheeks flushed, eyes large and bewildered. He wondered idly what had been occupying the honey-eyed boy's mind so much that he didn't hear the CEO until he was right in front of him. The most intriguing aspect of his Physical Fitness Week partner was the rather large bulge Seto had glimpsed in the teen's pants before Jou modestly covered himself. Apparently, whatever the puppy had been thinking about had gotten him severely hot and bothered. Seto said a quick prayer for Jou's naughty thoughts as the bell rang, thanking them silently and fleetingly wondering who they were about.
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Jou raced through the halls of Domino High to the nearest bathroom, not caring that the final bell had rung minutes ago. It wasn't nearly as important to attend Cartoon Studies* as it was to get rid of the noticeable tent in his pants, along with the dirty thoughts in his head. 'Damn Seto, even when he pisses me off, he still manages to make me horny.'
Breathing a sigh of relief when he found the chosen bathroom to be deserted, Katsuya slipped into one of the stalls and unbuckled his pants. He had just pulled out his throbbing erection when he heard the ancient door creak open. Groaning silently, Jou stuffed himself back in his pants and looked through the sliver between the stall hinges to see who it was.
Passing by in a rapid scuffling of shoes was none other than Ryou Bakura, tripping and tumbling his way backwards through the bathroom, hands and lips otherwise occupied with one Ryuji Otogi. Ryuji pushed the white-haired boy to the wall, and although they were out of Jou's narrow line of vision, he could hear them both as they began to make out with each other.
Shocked, yet further aroused, Katsuya had no choice but to wait in the stall until his two friends decided to leave. He couldn't risk trying to sneak past the pair, for if they saw him in his current state, they'd surely think he was turned on by _them_, and that was an embarrassment Jou didn't feel like dealing with at the moment. He lowered the lid and sat down gingerly, wincing as he heard the toilet seat slide and chink against the bowl. Luckily for Jou, Ryou took that moment to let out a loud wanton moan, and neither of the kissing boys was the wiser that they were _not_ alone.
Jounouchi put his head in his hands, silently cursing his luck, when Ryuji began to let out a succession of small, low groans from the back of his throat, much like Seto had done the previous day while jerking off in the boys' shower. Jou's cock throbbed at this, and the blond simply couldn't take it anymore. Judging by the sounds, it seemed Ryou had taken the initiative and was sucking the dark-haired dice boy off like a Hoover vacuum.
Slipping his cock from its denim prison once again, Katsuya began to think about what it would be like were it him doing that to Seto. Fingers curling around his turgid flesh and pumping suredly, Jou bit his lip not to cry out and alert the two boys. Would Seto make the same sounds, growling low in his throat as Katsuya's lips wrapped around the head of his cock? When he came, would he call out Jou's name, like he had in the dream? These thoughts, coupled with the growling moans coming from Ryuji, spurred the blond on. His hand jerked at his cock rapidly, almost violently as he neared orgasm.
He came into his own hand at the same moment Otogi spilled his seed into Ryou's waiting mouth. Lips parted in a silent moan, head thrown back and golden cheeks flushed, Jou allowed wave after wave of orgasm to assault him as he listened to Otogi call out his lover's name, impassioned.
After a few moments of more scuffling and murmured tenderness, plus a promised whisper from Ryuji that he'd pay the white-haired boy back tenfold later, the pair left the boy's bathroom, still unaware of their unwitting eavesdropper. Jou buckled up his pants and cautiously opened the stall door, leaning his head out to make sure he was alone again. Grabbing double fistfuls of toilet paper, the blond began wiping the evidence of his impromptu masturbation session from the stall's metal wall. He left a few minutes later, sated, with some new blackmail on a certain dice boy and even more confusing, questioning thoughts in his head.
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