[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

The black-haired boy in front of him was bare|naked, and his chest was wrapped with layers of gauze from his left shoulder to his right rib.His figure is quite good. He was originally leaning towards a strong figure. After seeing him for a few days, he was shaped even more beautifully and wildly by special training.

If you use a brush to describe, Yukimura will first outline a perfect nine-headed body with charcoal on the canvas, which is the most desirable figure for all models.This person should have broad shoulders, two sexy arcs on the upper arms, strong forearms, and broad palms.

His chest is relatively thick, but it doesn't have bulging muscles like those strength players, but hides quietly and low-key under the arms and clothes that usually wrap his arms.Slowly slid down from the chest, and the abdominal muscles exposed to the air rose and fell with the breathing.

Yukimura couldn't help leaning forward and sat on the edge of the bed.

He didn't know what he wanted to do by reaching out his hand, but he let his brain be controlled by instinct.This is a very rare experience. Even on the court, he has never lost his rationality, and the only thing in the world that can make him lose control is the person in front of him.

"……itch."

The skin touched by his fingers was warm, and the speaker caused the contraction of the abdomen, making Yukimura rub it back and forth more and more curiously.At first, he just used the tip of his index finger, and gradually he attached his entire palm as if he was attracted.

He's circling there slowly, the dimples in his abs feeling perfectly elastic to the touch.

"Those people who are in the gym every day will hate you." Yukimura murmured, his eyes wandering fascinatedly on Sanada's upper body, "If you can have such an effect after a week of special training in the field, everyone will want to go to Mifune Coach It was reported there."

"Do you like it?"

of course.

Yukimura raised his head, his eyes sparkling.

"Didn't I tell you?" He rolled his eyes, "This is the most beautiful body|body I've ever seen."

I used to think so, but now even though I came to the camp with so many people, all I see is you.

Sanada raised an eyebrow.Of course he knows that his lover will not deliberately observe other people, but when he thinks that so many members of the school have seen his lover's body in the past, and now that he owns the ownership, there are also his lover's roommates, teammates, and roommates. High school students, doctors and coaches have all seen his body, and unspeakable emotions are constantly welling up inside him.

"Do you want to see it?" Sanada took the man's hand that was caressing his chest and abdomen, and pulled him closer.He even opened his hands, with a look of letting you pick and choose, "You don't want to check everything, is there any injury?"

Yukimura blinked, but didn't react.

"Where else are you injured?"

Sanada bent one corner of his mouth, his eyes became a little darker, "Isn't this your duty, 'Coach Yukimura'."

"Well."

The boy who stretched his eyebrows and leaned against the wall relaxedly was blocked by the shadow, and Yukimura locked his eyes on this body almost uncontrollably.He finally realized what his lover wanted him to do, and all the strength and heat contained in this healthy and perfect body were attracting him.

Yukimura threw off his shoes, knelt on the bed and sat down, took a pillow from one side, and stuffed it behind Sanada's back.He also pretended to push the non-existent glasses, and opened his mouth solemnly:

"Then, Sanada-san, let's discuss your strengths and weaknesses."

He grabbed the black sports jacket that was thrown on the bed, pulled the sleeves and pretended to be a notebook, flipped his fingers back and forth on the cuffs, "Your limbs are perfectly lined, your arms are strong and explosive, and you have a good batting habit So there's no sign of overuse of the elbow joint, it's good to use high speed balls and power attacks."

As he spoke, he tapped Sanada's arm back and forth with his other hand, as if he was actually examining a contestant.He even squeezed, watching Sanada's breath stagnate and then smiled without a trace.

"However," he paused, approached the cranky player, and stared seriously into his eyes, "Because he focused on training intensity and didn't massage and relax his muscles, even if he adjusted to his normal state, he was still very hard. In the subsequent game, I pulled a muscle because of too much force."

Sanada looked at the face so close, and licked his lips nervously.

"Yes, coach."

Besides, how can a coach be so close to a player's face...

"The same problem is in the legs." Yukimura said, pulling away, pulling Sanada's long leg that was hanging beside the bed, and laying it across his lap.

His fingers began to massage from Sanada's ankles, first he pressed the muscles of the calf with both hands up to the knee socket inch by inch, and then slid from the outside to the inside, "Compared with the arms, the consumption of the legs Bigger, your knees have been hurt before, so your calves and ankles are more at risk than your thighs."

Sanada suddenly felt like a contestant being taught by a real personal trainer, and even the massage method was taught.

"In this way, the problem of muscle stiffness will be alleviated in the first place... Sanada, are you listening?"

Yukimura frowned, his lover closed his eyes and leaned against the wall with a relaxed face, the pillow he stuffed for him made him enjoy it even more, "Don't sleep."

"Well...didn't sleep."

Sanada moved his head and adjusted his back to a more comfortable position, "Coach, my thighs are also uncomfortable."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, put down his lover's calf in a good manner, and climbed his fingers along the hollow of the knee.The skin under his hands is not smooth, and there are also some small scratches, as if they were rubbed by branches in the forest.

At first, he was just playing a game with his lover, but when he touched the fine wound on his calf, he felt a little soft-hearted, and he couldn't cruelly continue to bully him according to the original plan.He originally wanted to give Sanada a good massage to relax his muscles, but now he feels that this person is a bit overbearing.

Thighs won't make it easy for you, Genichiro.

He smiled and slowed down the speed of his fingers climbing upwards.From time to time, his nails scraped the skin on the inner thighs, and after feeling the twitching of the muscles, they turned back and forth lingeringly.

The warm palm of his hand was covered with a little callus, which made Sanada tremble suddenly, and his eyes widened.He looked down, on the arched legs, the white sports shorts slipped from the knees to the heels of the legs, a pair of slender and beautiful hands did not know whether they were massaging or walking.

"Jingshi..."

"Huh? You should call me Coach, Sanada."

Sanada swallowed, and reached out to stop it, but was slapped away instead.

"I said, I will punish you." The lover squinted his eyes and stared at him inexplicably. Just being looked at like this made Sanada feel like a fire was burning.The skin that was slid by those hands seemed to be out of his own consciousness, he couldn't feel any tactile feedback at all, and the fingers that approached a little bit had no intention of stopping.

The lover's hand was blocked by the fabric of the sweatpants, Sanada really wanted to turn his head away from the scene that made his heart beat, but what he sensed from the skin of his legs almost turned into a vivid picture. scenery.

I longed for this kind of thing I did in my dream, but I never thought it would actually come true...

"It's a pity that you have been able to endure until now."

The lover suddenly pulled out his hand and left his skin.The boy laughed jokingly, and moved a little closer to him.

"Although I did say that I want to go to high school, but for the sake of your self-control..." The boy lowered his eyes pointedly and glanced at the place where Sanada was blocking with his hand, "Otherwise, you can help me first." I?"

Sanada was stunned.The people around him slowly leaned over the wall and touched his shoulder, rubbing their arms suggestively against his.Sanada followed his gaze down a little bit, but saw the blouse being lifted by his lover.

With fair, beautiful and glowing skin, and a thin waist, along the two seductive mermaid lines, Sanada almost wanted to see through the obstructive sweatpants.

"You are really bad." He murmured in a low voice, turned around and knelt in front of Yukimura.Is this punishment hell or heaven?

"Because you came back too late."

The boy murmured softly, and wrapped his arms around Sanada's neck, "Hurry up." His lips rubbed against Sanada's lips as if looking for a water source, and the two of them stuck together again, when vision was useless , Use breath and touch to feel each other.

Sanada heard a "crash", as if his lover reached out and closed the curtain beside the bed behind him.He closed his eyes, but could detect the dimming light.The airtight space that suddenly became narrow made all senses magnified, and the tip of his nose smelled the aroma that excited him again, as well as the accelerating gasps from the lover who was close to him.

His hand was pulled and slowly slid down, rubbing against the charming waist from the soft sportswear.His hands uncontrollably scratched to the edge of his trousers, and his fingertips got into the fabric.

The lover's breathing became faster, and Sanada subconsciously licked his own lips, and when he opened his eyes, he could only see his lover's misty eyes in the dim light.

"Genichiro, Genichiro."

The boy's forehead rubbed against his cheek, and his skin became hot from the white hair band, but he couldn't pay attention at all.His hand seemed to have life, and it moved naturally amidst his lover's moaning impatiently.

As if his soul had been pulled away, he opened his eyes wide and locked onto the boy's face, imprinting every second of his expression changes in his heart.He seemed to have turned into a boy's headband, jacket, wristband, and even the bed sheet under his body in an instant.He wanted to wrap this person himself, so that he would never escape from his palm.

Does using my hand turn you on, Seichi?

Have you ever thought of me doing these things yourself?Would you dig out the clothes I left at your house, hold them and imagine me kissing you?

When did you first wake up?Do you have me in your dreams?

Every time you kiss me it's like you're going to swallow me up, you know that?

His mind was full of these obscene thoughts, and he was not as calm and serious as he used to be.He was cast with the magic of the nightmare by this person, and the charm medicine called "Xingcun" entered his lips and teeth.

He couldn't hear the wind, couldn't catch the human voice, and all the voices left only the breath of this person.

His eyes couldn't see the light, and he was moved by his only lover in the world.

His lips are always used only to respond to the boy's words, to give only loyal kisses, and to only pronounce one name.

"Jingshi. Jingshi."

He murmured and moved closer to his lover's ear, breathing in the boy's ear socket.And just as he expected, the lover straightened his body, just like he acted like a soul that night, the boy trembled violently in his palm.

"Enough, Genichiro..."

What a sweet sound it is!All his senses have been filtered by his lover, and everything he sees is the highest aesthetics.He raised the corners of his mouth and closed the boy's earballs.The soft and plump ear meat was bitten by his teeth, and it was delicious like a feast.

He finally understood the meaning of this "punishment", but he was happy with it.This reality was as good as a dream, but more beautiful than all the dreams he had ever had.

The lover reached out and hugged him tightly, almost burying his body in his arms.

"Are you coming?"

There was a hint of seduction in Sanada's voice, "Tell me what you're thinking, Seichi."

"exist……"

The young man's voice was a little vague, and his head was rubbed against his shoulder, his neck was bitten hard, and the sharp teeth grinded his skin.

He squeezed his hand a little maliciously, not letting his lover release it.

"Oh! Genichiro!"

"Tell me what's on your mind."

He seemed very obsessed with getting that answer, even if it was the tacit secret of both of them.

"...You. Genichiro...I'm thinking about you." The young man's voice was so soft that he couldn't help but tighten his hand on his shoulder.

Satisfied, he let go of his hand, lowered his head to touch his lover's lips, and let the croons overflowing from the teenagers when he climbed to the top be returned to himself without reservation.The two of them must be one, otherwise only one of them quenched his thirst, but he seemed to see a tired traveler in an oasis in the desert, and he also felt the light dizziness in his brain.

His nose rubbed against his lover's intimately, and his mouth pecked at the lips that breathed slowly and calmly.They stayed close together without saying a word, as if they had forgotten the time and the world, and nestled in this space separated by the curtain, enjoying the sweetness of getting along.

I don't know how long it took before he calmed down from the hot blood.Withdrawing his hand, he waved it under the eyes of his lover with some malicious intentions.

The lover's ears were so red, he pulled the old gauze that was rolled up on one side, and wiped his hands vigorously.

"Who is worse?"

The boy stared at him, with the redness in the corners of his eyes.Sanada didn't want to point this out, and accepted the beauty with satisfaction.

"Let's go, go take a shower and eat directly."

All Sanada's words were stuffed back into his stomach, and he was a little dazed, "The first time...is that the end?"

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, "What's the first time?"

Sanada was speechless.

"Stop being sentimental, idiot," Yukimura smiled, reaching out and ruffling the man's hair.He moved his body and pulled open the bed curtain, and found two sets of inner and outer clothes in his closet.

"I seem to have said that this is a punishment, right?" He stretched his eyebrows casually, as if there was no redness in the corners of his eyes that had not dissipated at all, "Do you think there will be anything to continue?"

The dazed boy turned his head in disbelief.

Yukimura laughed in his heart, but his face gradually turned cold, "Hurry up, you are too dirty."

Sanada raised his eyebrows, his eyes still had some disbelief, if it was because of your cleanliness, why did you say it now?How many ways this person will come up with to torment him, please let him be mentally prepared in advance...

"Mr. Sanada," the person leaning on the bed ladder with his arms folded was staring at Sanada's slow movements with dissatisfaction, "You don't even need the coach to urge you to take a shower?"

Sanada pursed his lips. If the coach was willing to help, he even hoped that the coach would serve him.But this is a coach that does not allow anyone to object. Although he is very professional and serious, he always makes himself feel powerless.

The indoor shoes placed by the bed were the fourth spare pair here. Sanada looked back at the messy last empty bed, feeling ashamed to meet the other two people in Room 201.

-

On the way the two came out of the bathroom to the restaurant, some people had already turned back.Some had their first dinners after training in the afternoon, while those who ate later started coming to the restaurant in the early evening.

According to Yukimura's estimate, his roommate should be a little later.Today is the day when the defeated group returns. Baishi must have a lot to say to his teammates at Sitianbaosi. They are a group of noisy Kansai people, and they will lose track of time when they play.On the other hand, Fuji and his younger brother are also in the period of recovery. Even if the child is still awkward, he is still a person who worships his brother after all.

Therefore, when Yukimura just walked into the restaurant and saw the two people eating at the same table not far away, he almost wanted to go back to the past to prevent himself from saying those guesses.

"Yukimura, Sanada."

The honest Sanada responded to the two people's greetings without any doubt, and turned to get food, but Yukimura was sensitive to their strange expressions.When he and Sanada returned to their seats holding the dinner plate, they were locked by two pairs of bright eyes, and the feeling between the same kind made him feel a little ominous.

"You disappeared as soon as the training is over, Sanada-kun." Shiraishi rubbed his chin and stared at Sanada's clothes thoughtfully, "Hey, it doesn't seem to fit well, isn't it a bit small?"

Yukimura paused, knocking the cup in his hand lightly on the table.

"After the special training, Yuta has grown a little taller, and probably Sanada too." Fuji responded with a smile, his eyes swept over Yukimura, "Speaking of which, we found something strange just now."

He and Baishi met each other's eyes, and there was a trace of teasing in their eyes.

"After chatting with Yuta in the afternoon, I was about to go back to the room to get something, but I saw Shiraishi in a daze at the door." He poured out half of the wasabi in his hand, "From the outside, it looks like the room was broken into. .”

He watched with satisfaction as the two people around him silently stiffened their movements.You know, looking at the familiar white and red sports jacket that was thrown to the ground in a ball at the foot of the bed, both of them knew who did it.As for the vacant bed under Yukimura's upper bunk, a black and red sports coat was scattered on the messy sheets, and there was an unpacked medicine box next to it.

The bed curtain was pulled halfway, and the two sneakers on the ground were separated and thrown to the two ends of the room.

You two are in too much of a hurry...

They were not children anymore, they had guessed about the relationship between these two people before, but when they thought that if they came back earlier, they might run into them, Fuji and Shiraishi could only carefully pretend not to see them.

However, seeing these two people coming to eat refreshedly and happily, they still wanted to play tricks on Yukimura after being blushed by the shocking scene.Always being teased by this person, the rare opportunity to fight back, they don't want to miss.

"Well, we will go back to the dormitory later later, and the room will probably be restored to its original state by then."

Yukimura really wanted to stop himself, who had decided 15 minutes ago to finish his meal before going back to tidy up the room, at the moment he walked out of the room.