This is a birthday present to my best friend May-Linn. She'll be 20 in December, so I'm writing this threeshot to her.

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis

Warnings: Yaoi, meaning boys doing it and graphic too. Kind of rape in this chapter.


The story of a threesome

En bursdagspresang til verdens beste venninne

"He's looking at you again" Marui informed his boyfriend.

Niou raised an eyebrow and looked over the courts.

"Well, can't blame him" he snickered. "I am after all, very sexy."

Marui responded to that by hitting Niou hard.

"He's starting to irritate me" Marui growled.

"Why? Jealous?" Niou snickered. "You think I'm gonna leave you for that second year?"

"O-of course not" Marui stottered angrily.

"Let's continue practice before Sanada scolds us" Niou winked and kissed the redhead quick on the lips. For a second his eyes diverted to look at the black haired boy.

Niou smirked.

'Look all you want.'

Kirihara sighed as he read the message in Niou's eyes.

He knew that he was never going to get him, but he couldn't stop his heart from yearning for him.

"Akaya, what are you doing?" Yukimura asked. "No one to play against?"

"Mah, something like that" Kirihara smiled to his buchou.

"Then, shall we warm up together?"

"Nah.." Kirihara said. "I don't think I'll be much of a warm-up partner for you."

He smiled apologetically before leaving for the club house.

Yukimura looked worriedly after him.

"I wonder what's wrong…" he whispered.

Kirihara cursed and pushed his head under the cold water.

He couldn't seem to concentrate at all today.

The image of Niou kissing him replayed itself in his mind again and again.

He knew he should just accept it. Accept that he had lost, but his heart didn't seem to agree.

Kirihara cursed loudly before packing his bag and heading home. He knew Sanada was going to yell at him in the morning for skipping practice, but he didn't care.

'I just want to sleep and forget.'

It all started when Kirihara was a first year. Being the foul mouthed brat that he was, he didn't have many friends, but since his tennis was better than many of the current regulars, he attained the attention of many second and third years.

One of them was Niou.

Kirihara liked Niou right away. Niou always laughed when Kirihara insulted someone, and never had Kirihara met someone who loved pranks more than him.

Niou often invited him to eat ice cream with him and the rest of the regulars. Kirihara had felt intimidated at first, but when Niou smiled encouragingly at him, he felt better right away.

It wasn't before almost a year had passed that he realized that he had feelings for Niou.

He still remember that night when he woke up all sweaty after dreaming about a certain silver haired boy teasing him in secret places. That night was the first time Kirihara had jerked off, whispering a boys name as he came.

These new feelings made Kirihara scared. He knew it wasn't normal to have feelings towards a guy, at least that was what his parents said when he asked them.

But he couldn't help it.

Kirihara believed that Niou knew something was wrong with him, and one day he cornered the black haired boy.

"You like me, or something?" he asked.

Kirihara looked in Niou's eyes, trying to see something, but they were cold.

"No," he had said.

Niou had then released him and left.

They hadn't spoked much since.

Kirihara sighed as he lay on the bed. He still wondered what would've happened is he had said 'yes' instead of 'no'.

He cursed his pride and cowardness for the 1000th time.

There was no helping it now.

Marui had confessed to Niou one month later, and Niou had accepted.

They were now a happy couple.

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The day after Kirihara received a painful blue eye from Sanada.

He groaned as he tried picking himself up from th ground.

"You all right?" he heard a mocking voice say.

He looked up and saw Marui standing there, smiling ugly.

"Now now, stop teasing the poor boy" Niou chuckled. "We all know how painful fukubuchou's punches are."

"Yeah, I still remember how swollen your eye was when he hit you for ruining the school banner" Marui laughed.

"Only that wasn't Niou," Kirihara said as he picked himself from the ground.

"What?" Marui spat at him.

"It was actually a first yeer who accidentally did it. Niou just covered for him, because he was so scared."

"You knew?" Niou asked shocked.

"Of course. I forced it out of him and made him confess to Yukimura. Don't tell me you didn't know" Kirihara said mockingly to Marui.

Marui's face went red and he clenched his fists.

He then stormed out of the courts.

Niou looked after his boyfriend before turning back to face Kirihara.

"Kiri-"

"Shouldn't you go after him?" Kirihara interrupted. "I think he's gonna need some comfort."

Something familiar to hurt crossed Niou's face, but only for a second.

"Yeah," he said before following Marui.

Kirihara knew he was being an asshole, but couldn't help but feel victorious over the fact that he knew something about Niou that Marui didn't.

He was going to regret it later that day though.

Kirihara sang a joyous song in his head as the bell chimed. It was Friday and there was no afternoon practice today.

He quickly put his books in his bag, wanting to go home to see his favourite TV show.

"Kirihara" he heads someone say behind him.

He turned around and looked right into Marui's eyes. Angry eyes.

"You scared me" Kirihara laughed nervously.

"What are you doing here?"

Marui smirked and before Kirihara could react, Marui had turned him around and thrown him onto his desk.

"M-Marui?" Kirihara stottered.

"You've been a bad boy, Kirihara-kun" Marui smirked.

He quickly pulled off Kirihara's jacket and bound his arms hard on his back.

"What are you doing?" Kirihara almost screamed.

"Hush" Marui smiled. "You wouldn't want anyone to come in."

Marui's hands roamed Kirihara's body.

"Hmm..you feel nice," he chuckled before resting his hands on Kirihara's belt.

Kirihara gasped and tried to free himself, but Marui slammed him down again.

"Be a good boy and stay still."

He then loosened Kirihara's belt and rid him of his pants.

"My, superheroes boxers. How cute."

Kirihara flushed and cursed his mom for deciding to have laudry day today of all days.

Marui traced a finger on the edge of his boxers, making Kirihara shiver.

"You're responsive. Done this before?"

Kirihara gave him a scowl as reply.

"Guess not" Marui said and pushed down his boxers too.

Kirihara shivered as Marui caressed his behind, one hand starting to stroke his cock.

"Why?" Kirihara whispered, his mind going almost blank from Marui's ministrations.

"Punishment" Marui smiled. "I'm sick of you always watching my boyfriend."

"So you're scared" Kirihara snickered. "Afraid he'll leave you for me."

Marui gritted his teeth, but regained his composure soon after.

"I'll make you regret saying that" he smiled and thrust two fingers into Kirihara.

"AHHH" Kirihara moaned loud as the fingers plunged into him.

"You're tight" Marui breathed behind him.

Marui smiled slightly before thrusting his fingers in and out of the boy under him.

Kirihara gasped and tried to escape from the intruding fingers, but Marui held him still.

"Relax, or it'll hurt more" Marui whispered in his ear.

He squeezed the second years cock, moving it in time with his fingers.

Soon Kirihara was writhing on the desk, desperately wanting more friction.

"Shall I go faster?" Marui teased and stilled his movements, making Kirihara growl in frustration.

"Your noises are really turning me on" Marui chuckled.

Kirihara cursed, refusing to beg for more.

"Come on" Marui said, teasing his hole a little before pulling all out. His other hand stroked his cock in a slow tortous way.

Kirihara felt his determinatin fade and cursed invardly.

"Please.."

"Hmm? I didn't quite hear that Kirihara. Mind saying it again?"

"P…please"

"Please what?"

"Don't push it" kirihara snarled.

"Fine fine" Marui sighed, thrusting his fingers back into Kirihara.

A keening sound escaped from Kirihara's mouth as his pleasure spot was probed.

Marui kept thrusting his fingers into him, and mercilessly stroked his cock.

Kirihara felt a wave of pleasure rush through him.

"M-Marui..I-I can't" he huffed and trashed on the desk.

"Ah..ah, M-Marui" he moaned and came hard, spilling his cum all over his desk.

He fell to his knees, breathing hard.

Above him stood a shocked Marui.

'Did he just say my name whenhe came?'

Confused he looked at the boy, sitting on his knees by the desk.

"You should clean up that before it dries" he said, motioning towards the cum.

Kirihar nodded absentmindedly before struggling with his jacket.

"Here, I'll help you" Marui offered.

"Please, don't" Kirihara whispered.

Marui jumped back as he saw tears stream down Kirihara's face.

"Please, just leave me alone" he said before continuing his struggle against the jacket.

"Sure" Marui said, and stormed out of the classroom.

He never thought that Kirihara would cry.

Kirihara didn't seem like the person who would cry.

But then, Marui guessed he had done something pretty horrible.

He ran over to the spring and let the cold water run over his head.

The inage of Kirihara's face filled with plaesure flashed before his mind, soon followed with the image of Kirihara crying.

"Fuck" he shouted, plunging his head under the cold water again.

'What have I done?'


And that was chapter one, two more to go

Any thoughts?