章節 25: Devilish Baker-san, Get Off My Mind!

Miyu-chan blinked incessantly with her jaw dropped and her mouth open ajar. Pale as chalk and without a voice, she was astonished.

Jun settled better between Haruki's thighs, and staring at the girl's eyes he spoke coolly,

"If you've seen enough, close the door when you leave," Jun turned to Haruki again opening his full lips in a teasing smile. Jun's eyes shone devilishly at Haruki, teasing him.

The singer was rendered dumbstruck. Facing Jun, his brain felt frozen and empty, unable to think of anything to say to Miyu-chan who also seemed in shock. She didn't even seem to breathe, she was paralyzed at the door of the baker's room.

Jun spoke with his back to her,

"Sayonara, Miyu-chan."

Haruki then saw the girl become translucent and disappear. He breathed a sigh of relief. His voice came back, albeit cracking, and he looked at Jun who was still between his thighs. The singer stuttered,

"Jun-san, w-what was that?"

Jun looked at him amused for a while when he finally spoke with a sly smile,

"It doesn't matter what it was or what she thought it was. But what do you think it was."

Before Jun spoke or did anything else, Saito's cold, harsh voice brought them out of mutual contemplation by asking, sternly,

"What the hell is that?!"

And without giving Jun time to explain, Saito grabbed him hard by the shoulders and pulled him off Haruki. He threw Jun out of bed.

The baker quickly recovered from the impact of being thrown in time not to crash into a piece of furniture in his room. With a leap, he stood up in front of the mountaineer, his eyes filled with hatred.

Haruki pulled the white t-shirt down quickly, wishing to disappear from their sights as soon as possible.

And out of pure nervousness, he threw his head back and laughed. He was panicked!

"Hahaha!" his laughter took them by surprise. But the men who measured themselves did not relax the guards.

Haruki got out of Jun's bed and entered between the two and looking at Jun said,

"Well played Jun-san. I can't imagine Miyu-chan coming back to bother us anymore. Or enter other people's bedrooms without knocking first. Not after your staging. Congratulations on your quick thinking!" Haruki bowed slightly, pretending to ignore the fact that Jun and Saito were about to start a fight. Haruki turned to the adventurer saying,

"I'm hungry, so I'm going downstairs to dinner," and looking from one to the other he asked, "Are you coming?"

Saito moved away from Jun, letting his guard down and nodding to the singer.

"Saito-san, wait. I want to talk to you. We can join Haruki a bit later," Jun spoke as if it for Haruki to leave them.

Haruki looked at one and the other again. This dispute between them was tiresome, to say the truth. The singer decided to let them settle this by themselves, and hopefully, once for all. Shrugging, he left the room.

He was thinking about the whole 'gay act' Jun did for the girl. But was it all just an act? He could have taken it a lot easier. Haruki's thumping heart gave no respite. He put a hand on his chest trying to calm the organ that was beating uncontrollably.

Jun had 'kneaded' him willingly!

His body still had more blood on the wrong head, and the singer needed a shower before getting something to eat. He used the locker room for a shower; he didn't feel comfortable going to use Saito's bathroom. Not while he was having these thoughts with Jun. 'Shit, I'm horny as fuck!'

Turning on the shower in the hot water, Haruki let it run onto his chest, abdomen, and pelvis. The singer recollected what just transpired in Jun's bedroom. From when Jun grabbed him by the wrist, locked the door, to when Jun grabbed him by the wrist hard and pulled him onto the bed! Haruki ran his own hand over his abdomen and chest, squeezing his nipple as Jun squeezed. He licked his lips trying to emulate the kiss they never actually had.

His rushed blood followed to his pelvis again, and Haruki lowered his hand to his throbbing hard penis. Haruki remembering Jun's smirk, his sensuous lips, and imagined him swallowing his cock.

Haruki started to move his hips in a suggestively sexy sway by sticking his cock into Jun's throat, in his mind. Haruki imagined how wet and hot it would be to be inside his mouth and gasped, his penis twitching in an urge to fuck. His free hand pinched his nipple tightly. The pain intensified his pleasure, his back leaned on the cold tiles of the shower stall. Haruki slid his hand around his penis faster and with the vivid image of Jun's mouth, Haruki came until his knees trembled and he sat on the floor to regain his strength.

Yes, Jun was the person who wouldn't leave Haruki's mind.