Lemon requested by Casserole2023
and PrincessHarukaHinata

Motokane and Iggy are essentially the same person. I explained this in the last few chapters so I will not be doing it again. His name uses Japanese pronunciation if you were wondering

The art up top depicts MotoMoto in all his glory for reference lol

YBF = Your Best Friend. Basically a placeholder for whatever you want to name them. They're gender neutral

~~~~~~~~~~~

You were sitting on the bleachers, enjoying the fresh air as you did your homework and watched the soccer players practice on the field.

Your study buddy screamed for what felt like the one millionth time.

"YBF, we're supposed to be doing homework, remember?" You reminded them.

"I know...I know...but Motokane is so hot..."

"Well your grade won't be if you don't stop getting distracted."

"Stop acting all high and mighty, [Y/N]. Just the other day, you said Motokane was #1 on the list of guys you'd sell your body to--"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! You can't just say things like that out loud in front of other people!" You exclaimed, covering their mouth.

"Why?" They asked. "You're not the only one who feels that way. He's hot but smart, rich, confident, and he's pan, so he's a part of The Sandwich."

"The Sandwich?"

"The LGBTQ+ community. You know, the lettuce, bacon, and tomato? Keep up, [Y/N]."

"Okay, okay, I get it, you're quirky."

They rolled their eyes before continuing. "He's on the soccer team, so you know he's T H I C C. Who knows what kind of debauchery those boys get up to in the locker rooms? There's this one anonymous student here that writes some pretty spicy fanfic about it. They like to share it with the rest of the fans."

"First of all, that's fucking creepy and disgusting and it needs to stop. Second of all, MoTOMoTO doesn't need more people fawning over him. I'm sure his ego is already over-inflated as it is."

"Maybe..." They trailed off, "But it's still nice to watch from the sidelines."

You watched the soccer team run around kicking the ball, sweating in the hot afternoon sun. All of them were nicely built, which was probably why they were always looking for no-homo excuses to slap each other's fat asses. Your other friend, Ivan, passed the ball to Motokane. He made a beeline for the goal, his dark ponytail flying behind him as he ran like the wind. He kicked the ball with a force that reminded you why you no longer played ball sports, and it shot past the goalie and into the net. The team cheered and dispersed for a short break.

Ivan hopped up to where you sat on the bleachers.

"Didja see that awesome pass?"

"Nope. We were too busy watching Moto's amazing goal!" YBF said.

"I thought you two were supposed to be studying."

"We were, but YBF keeps getting distracted by the hot athletes."

"Aww, thanks." Ivan replied.

"No one was talking about you. We were watching Motokane." YBF retorted.

"Sadness." Ivan said, and hung his head melodramatically.

"Ivan, have you finished your lab report yet?" You questioned.

"What lab report?"

YBF facepalmed. "Don't tell us you forgot about it..."

"Fine, I won't tell you I forgot about the lab report."

"Ivan!" You exclaimed.

"What??? I've been spending all my free time practicing like crazy! Coach wants to make extra sure we go to nationals this year!"

"You won't be going anywhere if you fail biology! This report is gonna be 20% of your grade, and you don't have any room to lose any more points!" You reminded him.

Ivan rubbed his hair and face stressfully. "I know, I know..."

"Why don't you just copy [Y/N]'s lab report? They're practically guaranteed to get an A."

"No thank you. I'm not about to help him cheat. If his dumbass gets caught I'll be dragged down with him."

"Pleeeeeease [Y/N]?" He begged. "I have experience with this sort of thing! I'm not gonna copy it word for word! I just need the data!"

"Come on. It's the least you can do after Ivan let you copy the answers from his muscle assignment when you got too busy to do it yourself."

"OKAY, OKAY, FINE!" You exclaimed and handed him your report. "You better do it tonight though, 'cause it's due tomorrow and I'm not about to get in trouble if I miss the deadline because of you."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He exclaimed, giving you a kiss on the cheek before running off to put the report in his bag. You wiped your cheek, making sure he saw you, to which he stuck his tongue out.

You stood and stretched. "It's hot as balls out here. Wanna go get a [fav cold drink]?"

"Sure. Sounds like a worthy reward after all that studying."

"You didn't even do any studying! But if we were studying for some class on the hottest guys in school, you'd probably get an A for once."

"Ugh, shut up!" They exclaimed and slapped your arm playfully.

***

Later, back in your dorm room, you were bored and horny. You thought about busting out your vibrator, but you weren't really in the mood for that. After watching those soccer players, you wanted some real man meat. But you knew from experience that these "boys'' on campus had no idea what they were doing.

Suddenly, your cellphone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"[Y/N], IVAN'S IN THE HOSPITAL!" You heard YBF shout from the other end.

"WHAT? Why?"

"He got hit in the head with the ball at practice and now he has a concussion!"

"Is he conscious?"

"He wasn't before but he is now. Come quickly!"

When you got to Ivan's hospital room, he was laying in bed with a bandage on his head and YBF was at his bedside.

"Speak of the devil." He said when he noticed you.

You rolled your eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think so. They told me to take it easy for a few days, though. Hey! I emailed our biology professor and she said she'd extend the deadline on my lab report! Lucky me!"

"That's nice. Can you give me my report back then?"

"Oh. No can do, I left it at school in my sports bag."

You sighed deeply and turned to YBF. "This is why I don't do nice things for people."

YBF simply laughed. "Hope's not lost. You can just go to the locker room and get the report from his locker."

"But it's, like, 9 pm. The locker rooms are no doubt locked by now." Ivan pointed out.

"Well, all we have to do is break in then." YBF countered.

"Heh. You say that as if breaking and entering isn't a crime." You quipped.

"We're not going to be 'breaking' anything. And we're not stealing either, because it's your report. Come on, it'll be fun!"

You turned to Ivan for support, but all he said was, "There's a chance they'll be open. Who knows, maybe someone's practicing late?"

You sighed. "Fine, let's go."

****

You and YBF park around back where you wouldn't likely be seen.

You took a deep breath. "Alright, let's go."

The two of you walked up to the building and heaved a sigh of relief when you pulled on the door handle and it opened.

"Stay here. You can be the lookout." You told YBF before heading inside the locker room.

You switched the lights on quickly for you were afraid of what might lurk in the darkness.

"Hello?" You whispered, just in case there was anyone around who could respond. If someone were there, you'd rather them find you now so you could say you were just looking for someone than have them discover you trying to break into one of the lockers.

"Hello?" You repeated louder, but no one responded again.

Now that you were looking at it, the locker room wasn't as bad as you would've thought. There were even some leather couches in one part of it. You scanned the name tags until you got to Ivan's. You took the piece of paper you'd written his code on and spun the dial this way and that. But when you pulled on it, it didn't open. You tried again and it didn't work.

"Damn it!" You yelled and hit the locker.

"Need a hand?" You heard a voice behind you ask. You jumped and spun around.

Motokane was standing there with nothing but a towel around his slim waist. His long dark hair was damp and there were a few stray beads of water trailing down his pale, smooth chest and strong abdominals. You were sure your face was already giving away your perverted thoughts.

"Wow...I can't believe you're just unapologetically checking me out. It's alright, I get that a lot." He said, flipping his hair.

"N-no I...no I was just--"

"Is that really the best excuse you could come up with?" He laughed.

His face then became serious. "What the hell are you doing? Only team members are allowed to be in here."

"I-I just needed g-get inside Ivan's locker, b-but it won't open."

Motokane looked you over as if he didn't believe a word you were saying. But honestly, if that wasn't the truth, why else would you be in here?

He smirked. "Well, perhaps if you were more...generous with your own assets, I'd be a little more generous with mine~" He nonchalantly threw the towel around his waist to the side.

His rock hard penis was already sheathed within a condom, as if the arrogant fucker knew he'd be able to get his rocks off tonight.

"What?" He shrugged, "Safe sex is the best sex."

While you were still stunned, he placed his hands on your shoulders and forced you down onto your knees.

"You know what to do with this, don'tcha?" He asked in a sultry whisper.

You stared at his dick. Fuck it, you thought. You were already horny anyway. You'd never really believed you and Motokane would ever fuck, but you guessed now was your chance.

You gingerly placed your hands near the base of the shaft and gave the throbbing head a tentative lick. You shoved him deep into your mouth and he groaned in pleasure. You took that as a good sign. His cock was soft--despite being so rigid--and really warm. You licked around it, running your wet tongue along one of the bulging veins.

"Nghn yeah....that's good, but I know you can do better...." He groaned.

He held your head and thrusted his hips, pushing his cock deeper in your mouth. His taste....his smell...those deep moans he made...it was all so exhilarating! You hadn't even realized how much you wanted him.

You reached around and groped his firm ass. He used his free hand to spread his pale cheeks, encouraging you to venture deeper. Your finger finds his anus and prods at it. You heard him gasp as you gently shoved a finger within. His moans grew louder as your finger worked its way inside.

"Heh...sounds like you're enjoying it too..." He said in response to all the moaning you were doing.

He let go of your head and you pulled away, gasping for air. The two of you were still and the room was quiet, save for the sounds of your heavy breathing and the air conditioner.

You wondered if that was all, when he grabbed you by the arms and pulled you to your feet. Without warning, he forcefully stole a kiss. You were sure if he hadn't been holding you so tightly your jelly legs would've buckled beneath you. It was somewhat strange, being fully clothed while a completely naked man grinded up against you. But you would be lying if you said you weren't enjoying this.

You pulled away. "Woo! Is it....hot in here...or what?"

"Of course it is, you've got all these hot clothes on." He replied as he slipped his hands under your shirt. You helped him remove your top and he unclipped your bra.

"Should we...go somewhere a little more comfortable?" You suggested.

Moto smirked and led you over to the couches. "Wow you're way more into this than I thought you'd be."

You shrugged. "Welp, I was horny already. Just thought I'd make the best of some free dick."

Motokane laughed and pinned you down on your stomach on the couch. "That's the spirit~"

He forced your pants and underwear down.

"Guess it's about time I start trying to loosen you up a bit."

You gasped when you felt his fingers enter your drenched pussy. As he massaged your canal, you couldn't help but whimper pathetically. Your heart raced as you longed for the feeling of his cock pounding you.

You knew your wish had come true when you felt his head enter your hole. You groaned and sank your teeth into the arm of the couch. He stopped for a second to allow you to get used to the feeling of him before pushing it in deeper. You cried out.

"You good?" He asked.

"Ah fuck...yes...keep going...nghn...harder...." You moaned between labored breaths.

"Mmkay, you're the boss, Boss." He kept pushing until it was all the way in.

"Are you ready?"

You nodded.

You felt him slip out before slamming his pelvis back again with a loud squelch. He thrust in and out, in and out, pounding you roughly. Your walls pulsed around his throbbing cock. Control slipped further and further away with each pulse as you drifted into blissful pleasure. The dam of ecstasy burst, sending waves of tingling heat throughout your trembling body. You couldn't hold in your moans anymore and let them escape freely.

You couldn't feel your legs. Your brain took a few minutes to come back online as you waited for the fog of intense pleasure to pass.

Motokane slapped your ass hard enough to leave a handprint. "Heh, you're a lot naughtier than you look."

Before you could respond he became stiff as a rod. He started to stammer your name, but you already knew what was coming. He groaned as he released his pent up frustration inside of you. Soon, all was quiet.

After a few minutes of silent panting, Motokane said, "There's....a master key for all the lockers...in the coach's office..."

***

You exited the building with the report in hand.

"OH MY GOD I totally forgot you were out here!" You yelped when you saw YBF standing there.

"Nah shit. If I was getting fucked by one of the hottest guys in school, I'd forget about you too."

You chuckled nervously. "We weren't being too loud, were we?"

"Not really, but I had a pretty fun time watching! Maybe I could join you guys next time?"

You shoved them gently. "In your dreams!" You exclaimed as you ran back to the car.