Sexual Encounters

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Chapter Two

A pencil dropped to break the morbid silence that filled his classroom. Sakyo glanced up to see the blonde head bending to retrieve the writing utensil. Ten minutes into class and he was ready for a cigarette. What he needed was a weekend away from everything. A chance to relax, to get away from home and the stress that it brought. He didn’t want to think about his wife right now. Doing so brought on a migraine that would kill him before the end of the day. He wondered if he could find an excuse to stay later. Going home meant finishing the fight that had been brought to a quick death at the entrance of his oldest child. Their son had come into the kitchen with a concerned look at the raised voices. He wasn’t sure how the argument had started except he’d been enjoying his morning cup of coffee. Shizuru had leaned over to give him a quick kiss on the mouth. It had been returned, no tongue had been exchanged. He hadn’t thought it necessary, they hadn’t bothered kissing that way in three years. A chaste peck here and there was what seemed to make her happy.


He’d have to admit now to being in a sour mood. If he went back then it had begun last night when he’d climbed into bed. It’d been over eight months since they’d last had sex. With the move and finding a new job, her mother being ill; things had been hectic. He’d taken a shower and dressed in his usual boxers. His cock had been throbbing with need. Thanks to images of a certain red head while taking his shower. She’d already been laying in bed, reading a book. Wanting attention he’d scooted up behind her and tried petting her. That hadn’t worked so some nuzzling on the neck and nipple stimulation had been attempted. That had gotten him a scolding of letting her finish the chapter she was on. Disappointed he’d snapped at her and rolled over in the bed. He wasn’t sure how long she’d remained awake. He’d woken up to his alarm clock going off and it being time to wake. She’d joined him in the kitchen to make the kids their breakfast. A chaste kiss and he’d been shocked to see the anger in her eyes.


She had asked if he was angry because she hadn’t rolled over for him. Hell yes, he was fucking pissed about it. Eight months and she should be ready to be fucked. He was tired of jacking off in the shower when he had a wife in the bed with him every night. He didn’t expect it every night like some men but this was pushing it. He might have been in the wrong for getting pissed but he thought he had just cause. If she didn’t want it from him then what did that mean? She could have at least acknowledged his presence in the bed, not just when he’d started to become tiresome. Was it wrong to want the one he was with to desire him, to get excited when he was touching her? He didn’t know what to do about it. She’d started calling him all sorts of name, saying he was an asshole for getting pissed over something so stupid. It wasn’t stupid to him, he had needs. Plenty that weren’t being seen to. He woke up, went to work, worked, went home, ate, showered and then went to sleep. It was a routine he’d fallen into over the last two years. The most affection he got from his wife was the chaste kisses in the morning. He might be a selfish bastard but dammit he wanted someone to fucking want him for more than financial support.


He was in his thirties and still sexually active. Well, his body still had it’s cravings, it was nowhere near active now. He didn’t count using the conditioner and his hand as a substitute as having sex. That was a way to ease his ache so that his balls didn’t explode. His gaze shifted to the redhead sitting at the desk. The delicate face aimed down to the test he’d given them. Had it been over two weeks since the boy had been caught looking at his groin? He’d pulled Kurama’s file out of curiosity. The boy was eighteen, lived with a single mother and an only child. The grades were excellent, one of their brightest students. Never reprimanded for getting into trouble in class or out. All the facts were there but he was more interested in what it didn’t state. Like why had the boy been checking him out? What kind of relationship did he have with Urameshi? Sakyo had noticed the glances Yusuke had given the redhead. He was willing to bet the two were lovers. Everything about Kurama was delicate, very feminine in his nature. The only reason he didn’t get picked on was probably because of Yusuke. No one wanted their teeth knocked out.


Sakyo put his pen down to take his time looking at his student. The long thick hair was pulled high into a ponytail. On any other male it might have looked stupid but it showed off the boy’s high cheekbones. The dainty fingers were holding the pen in a loose grip, flowing it quickly over the paper. While all his other students seemed to be having to take their time with his quiz, Kurama was quickly scribbling his answers over the sheet. Did the boy like other men? What did him and Yusuke do at night since they were roommates? Sakyo shifted uncomfortably in the chair and glanced over at the other boy. What did Kurama see in Yusuke? The roommate was loud, annoying, obnoxious and not that attractive. Or was it what couldn’t be seen that was so appealing? Was Kurama the one that liked to be on the bottom? Did the redhead like to have a cock inside him?


Sakyo smiled seeing the crossed legs under the desk. So polite, even his posture was feminine. Sayko had experimented in college with his one of his friends. The guy had been bi-sexual and loved to swing. One night during a long drinking session, they’d gotten down to fucking. It hadn’t been that bad of an encounter. Being in an ass hadn’t been too much different than a pussy. Except the guy had some awesome control over his muscles and had been flexing around his cock the entire time. That had been the best part of it all. Did Kurama like to bend over and let another man fuck him? He bet the redhead made some very soft sounds while being taken. Did Kurama like to suck cock? It was something his wife had never cared to do. Sakyo licked his lips trying to picture cramming his cock into the boy’s throat.


Kurama focused on the last question and was almost certain it was a trick question. Did the man want his opinion or the facts? Most of his teachers he could gauge but Sakyo was new. He’d answered all the other questions without fail, this one was stumping him. He didn’t want to give his own opinion and describe the events if it wasn’t what it was calling for. The man had worded it like a double sided blade. His fingers reached up to push back an errant strand of hair behind his ear. He clucked his tongue and read the question again slowly. He had plenty of time but didn’t want to stress out his brain. He tilted his head to think and quickly glanced up at the teacher as if to get the answer from the man himself. His eyes darted away instantly seeing that the dark eyes were looking in his direction. They hadn’t noticed his brief glance, no the man was looking intently in his direction. It was either him or Kuzuma that was under appraisal. He wasn’t conceited but would like to think that someone as sexy as Sakyo would have some tastes.


Okay, in all likeliness the man was just lost in thought and not paying attention to anyone in the class. The man was married, so he was into females. Had to be if he’d fucked his wife enough to sire children. There was no reason to believe that Sakyo was actually looking at him. He licked his bottom lip, pondering if it were possible. He tilted his head a little further in order to see the man from the corner of his eye but to still appear to be working on his exam. The gaze hadn’t wavered in the least but had grown bolder. To test his theory, he uncrossed his legs and made a show of spreading the thighs slightly apart. Most males sat in the same exact posture so it wasn’t too obvious as to what he was doing, he was merely getting comfortable. Heat curled in his stomach noticing the raven head bent at an old angle. The eyes were now looking under the desk, towards his own crotch area.


There was no doubt, Sakyo was looking at him. What was the man thinking? Did his teacher find him appealing? Was it just an interest as to the concerns of his sexuality or was there a more personal interest in the searching? Had the teacher heard rumors about him and was now wondering of the truth of them? He crossed his legs again bringing the man’s attention to his face. This time he lifted his gaze to seek out Sakyo’s eyes. He wanted to know just what the man was thinking about. It thrilled him to think that there might be some sexual interest in the inspection. None of the students were worthy of his attention besides Yusuke. He could see himself being with someone like Sakyo. What would fucking an older man be like? The added experience to help the session along. Did his teacher know how to work his cock?


He was very curious as to just what it’d take to get Sakyo in the sack. It’d probably never happen because the man was straight along with being married. Was the man bi-sexual? He smiled when Sakyo finally returned his stare. He definitely had the man’s attention for some unknown reason. His tongue darted out and slowly ran over his bottom lip. The brown eyes followed the sensual motion of the pink muscle. The heat of Sakyo’s gaze intensified along with a hint of anger. The man didn’t look happy now. Two ways to take that, which was the answer? Growing bolder he cupped his chin and appeared quite content to participate in the staring contest.


Sakyo scowled at the bold flirtation. The supple lips were curved up in a sweet smile. Lips that would look wonderful wrapped around the base of his cock. Was Kurama aware of his interest? Possible, the young man had to be aware of it when another hit on him. The boy had no idea what he was playing with. True, he couldn’t go through with anything because he didn’t think he wanted to cheat on his wife. He hadn’t been tempted in their ten years of marriage, so far. Moisture coated the lush bottom lip from the thorough licking the redhead had given it. It had been a bold statement, a brazen invitation. Did the boy find it amusing? Or was he really trying to tempt fate? The boy wouldn’t be so quick to smile if he were to take him up on the invitation. He’d lose that foolish grin when he was bent over the desk. Kurama wouldn’t be so quick to tease after he’d been fucked within an inch of his life. Sakyo wanted to swear as his cock jerked in his pants. It was aching to be released. To indulge in the open temptation the redhead was presenting.


Kurama had to wonder at the anger he saw. Did the man know he was flirting? Was possible and even more possible that Sakyo was disturbed by it. The man probably was homophobic after all and had merely been trying to decide if the rumors of him being gay were true. Well, he’d just received his answers and was probably distressed by it. Probably getting pissed that his student had the audacity to openly flirt with him. Shame, all the good ones were taken or straight. He shrugged his shoulders and turned back to his test. So much for that, he better get his exam finished before class let out. He tried to focus on the question and not the gaze still aiming to burn a hole into his soul.



Hiei opened his literature textbook with a heavy sigh. Detention here sucked worse than at his old school. He had been assigned two week of this hellish crap. Today was his last day, he’d try never to come back. The teacher in charge of it was a overlarge bald man that reeked of booze. No wonder the kids here weren’t doing what they were supposed to. There was five students in attendance. Two of them were in the back row making out. It had almost floored him to see the small pretty male smile and then plop down in the other guy’s lap. The sentiment had been returned with a long and heated kiss. The two were obviously a couple and didn’t care who the hell knew. One student was sleeping in the front row, snoring very loudly to boot. Then that left one other person, Karasu. The thin man had taken up a seat right next to him.


“Does that bother you Hiei?” Karasu smiled and shifted his chair so he could look at the small man. He couldn’t believe this was the guy that had put such a hurt on Shishi. The idiot had ended up in the hospital with some busted ribs and a broken nose. This Hiei was so small and dainty, but didn’t look at all feminine. Which was what he liked. He didn’t like a male that was nothing but hard muscle. Nor did he want someone more pretty than himself, despite their roles in the bedroom. He knew he was very frail in appearance, too thin compared to some. He clucked his tongue as Hiei snorted and looked back down to his textbook.


“Is there a reason you are staring at me or do you just insist on being rude?” Hiei snapped as the guy make no qualms about staring. Had he suddenly grown a second head? Or was there something hanging from his nose? What the fuck was this Karasu’s problem? The pale bastard could stop gawking and go sit somewhere else. Couldn’t the guy have gotten detention some other day?


“You are very cute when you are angry. Do you know your eyes flash so deep they almost look black instead of crimson. Tell me Hiei, do you have a boyfriend or is all that fire wasted on some worthless female?” Karasu would guess the guy had a chick out there somewhere. What a pity, it would be simply delicious to try and tame all that attitude. This one was worth his attention, he was considering trying to make a play for him. The little runt would be a handful in the sack, probably a virgin as well.


“None of your damn business, go bother someone else.” Hiei couldn’t believe that Karasu would ask if he had a boyfriend. He wasn’t gay or even bi-sexual. Seeing it didn’t bother him but he’d never thought about sticking his dick in some guy’s ass. He wasn’t currently seeing Botan now because he’d moved but she said she’d wait for him. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. Figures, the fucking teacher was leaning back in his own chair behind the desk, passed out. “I don’t care for you company.”


“But I care for yours. You intrigue me greatly Hiei. Such hostility in one so small. Is there something specific you don’t like about me or are you this rude to everyone? No, that can’t be it since you have no problem being sociable with Yusuke or Kurama. Taken to their sides like a little moth to the fire, haven’t you? You should be careful, you might get burned. From what I hear Yusuke can be very jealous. You shouldn’t tempt the man, you really are adorable. Can’t imagine you having a very large cock but I bet you have a sweet ass. Tell me Hiei, have you ever had a cock fuck you so hard you passed out from the pleasure?” Karasu smirked as the look shifted to one of disbelief and horror. “No? Maybe you should find yourself a boyfriend.”


“You sick bastard, keep your disgusting talk to yourself.” Hiei wondered if he’d get expelled for fighting in detention. No one had turned at their heated conversation. As if he’d allow any man to come near him with their dick. He wouldn’t bend over for any man. Nothing was going up his ass, except when it was time for a medical exam. He really didn’t like this Karasu, the fucker had problems. “Get away from me.”


“Very well, if that is what you wish.” Karasu was disappointed at his reaction. Someone was a tad homophobic. Was it because he was unsure of his own sexuality or was Hiei completely straight? Would be a crying shame if that sweet little package was unattainable. The little guy was simply adorable when he was angry. Make up sex would be fucking hot with this one. He could just bet Hiei would like it hard and fast. With a lot of touching in between the fuck sessions. “I guess I’ll head on out, I have a few errands to run.”


Hiei was glad when the man stood up to leave the room. Just what the hell had made Karasu feel the need to converse with him? And about sex of all topics? The pale excuse for a male needed some time with a therapist. Just because he thought the guy was kind of pretty didn’t mean he wanted to discuss fucking with him. He wasn’t into males and didn’t want to speak to such a thing with a stranger. “Hn, whatever, do as you please but don’t expect me to lie for you when that slob of a teacher wakes up. Isn’t suspension the punishment for skipping detention?”


“I think so,” Karasu stretched and looked over at the fat slob snoring behind the desk. Pity this talk hadn’t gone the way he’d hoped. He’d have to try again later when Hiei was in a better mood. Perhaps when the boy was no longer serving his detention. Right now, he was going to get some dinner. “But whatever made you believe that I had it to begin with? I’ll be seeing you around Little One.” Karasu reached out to touch a strand of the short raven locks. Instantly Hiei jerked back from his touch. “You can count on it.”


Hiei watched him stroll casually out of the door. Wait, Karasu didn’t have detention. Then why had the guy even bothered to come in? They were to come in and have the teacher stamp their detention card when their time was up. Had the guy come in without being told to? He didn’t want to think that he was the reason the other male had stopped in. He left his seat and strolled up to the teacher’s desk. A loud squeaking sound came from under the man’s chair. Disgusting creature, he wrinkled his nose in distaste. Where was the list of people that were assigned to show up? His hands dug through the many folders until he found the clipboard. His eyes narrowed seeing the four names scribbled down on the parchment, Karasu’s name was not among them.


“So what was going on between you and the teacher?” Yusuke didn’t want to sound jealous but it had disturbed him a little to see how the older man had been watching his best friend. He had no claims on Kurama but did care about him. That was something the redhead didn’t need. Sakyo was their teacher and a married man but he knew that look when he saw it. Their teacher had lust in his eyes, eyes that had been watching his friend. They were waiting in the hall for Hiei to get out of detention. Another five minutes and they were going out to dinner.


“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Kurama played stupid at the bold question. Had Yusuke noticed how he’d been watching the older man? Nothing had occurred except a small staring contest which he now felt stupid for instigating. There was no way Sakyo would be interested in him. The man had a wife at home that saw to his needs. He shifted in his spot hoping the topic would be dropped. He didn’t want to be lectured. “Are we going out for pizza or getting subs?”


“Pizza and don’t change the subject. I know you aren’t telling me you didn’t notice the way he was looking at you.” Yusuke crossed his arms and clenched his jaw. No one could mistake that look. He didn’t give a fuck if the man was married or not. That bastard had been mentally undressing his friend and imagining what it’d be like to fuck him raw. “I know you get into trying to do your best on your tests but don’t bullshit me. The man was looking at you like a fat kid being teased with a twinky. He wants to fuck you, don’t bother to argue the point. I know the look Kurama. You looked right back at him so you had to know he was watching you. Do yourself a favor, don’t do anything stupid. He’s married, with kids.”


“I am well aware of this. Do not scold me as if I’m a child. I am capable of making sound decisions. Let me remind you that I am not stupid. I will not do anything that is unwise.” Kurama wasn’t sure what to say about the bold statement to be honest. Was Yusuke right? Had that been lust in Sakyo’s eyes? Did the older man want to fuck him? Just because the man was attracted to him didn’t mean that it’d ever be acted upon. Did he want Sakyo to act on it? Did he want to experience being with another? He enjoyed the sex with Yusuke but that’s all it was. Perhaps his body craved something else. Not like he had a serious relationship at the moment. “Also, let me remind you that I will do what I wish. I need not ask your permission.” He rolled his eyes seeing Yusuke’s attention already being diverted to something else. Koenma had just came out of the main office with a stack of folders. “See what I mean. You have yet to ask me if I thought it okay that you lust after Koenma.”


“Excuse me!” Yusuke snapped at the redhead and resisted the urge to wipe that smug look off of his face. He didn’t lust after the stuck up prick. There was nothing appealing about the self centered bastard. Sure, Koenma could be considered really cute. The fucker ruined that as soon as he opened his mouth. The brat had a nice ass that filled out the school uniform to perfection. The heart shaped rear could make any woman jealous. It was just a shame the guy spoke out of it most of the time. Yusuke glared at his friend in indignation. He most certainly did NOT want to fuck Koenma. The guy wasn’t his type. “You’re trying to change the subject by pissing me off.”


“Am I? Or perhaps you are getting pissed that I pointed out the obvious.” Kurama smirked seeing Yusuke didn’t comment but tensed as the other male began walking towards them. Koenma did glare in their direction or was that in Yusuke’s direction? Kurama laughed at the daggers being hurled between the two. They were both in denial, his roommate was drowning in it. Such animosity and really no call for it. Yusuke needed to worry about his own desires instead of where his might lie. One reason he’d never let himself get too attached with Yusuke being his lover. Being what he was, he knew when another uke was craving someone. Koenma often sent the longing looks at Yusuke, even if the male in question didn’t realize it himself.


“What the fuck are you looking at?” Yusuke yelled at the stupid asshole casually staring at them. Koenma rolled his eyes and kept walking by. Stupid jerk, he should kick his ass just for being perfect. Stupid guy, thought he had it all. Yusuke grunted feeling a hand land on his elbow. He wasn’t mad, he was pissed. How the hell could Kurama suggest that he wanted to be with someone like that? “I should put my foot up your ass.”


“Hmph, now it’s your foot. At one time you were wanting to put something else in there. I have been replaced,” Kurama let out a soft sigh and shrugged. Pity, Yusuke needed to face reality. Without waiting for a reply he started strolling towards the detention center. It was time for Hiei to come on out. He was starving and wasn’t in the mood to put up with Yusuke’s little tantrums. Their little friend was the first to come out of the door, wearing an evil scowl. Great, this was going to be a pleasant evening.


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