The Masters personal gym didn’t have the usual music playing while Ken was using it. Because today there was a special guest: Ryu was in town and sparing with him. The equipment was pushed to the side to make room and all that could be heard were the two men’s breath hitching as they thrusted their arms and legs at each other.

It’s been so long since he’s seen Ryu. Shadaloo was defeated thanks to him and he achieved the power of nothingness. He seemed like a completely different person, less brooding and finding joy in the small things again. Ken thought, I haven’t seen him smile this big in years.

Ryu blocked an incoming punch, pushing it aside to slide into a counter. Ken back-dashed, only taking a bit of damage.

This is the best time of my life—made even better with Ryu here.

They both paused for a moment, seeing if either would move first. 

This is our time.

But.

Because I’m feeling great and he’s here…

Ryu’s arms and legs tensed up.

Those big arms of his, his thighs stretching the loose gi—

Ryu’s tongue whipped out to lick his lower lip.

The way he licks his lips—

Ken tensed up the same, looking Ryu straight into his eyes.

His eyes are on fire. We’re both having a great time. Shit, he’s about to advance…! Ken blocked Ryu’s barrage of punches and kicks.

So, why now? 

Ken could feel his dick start to harden. 

Why am I getting so turned on now?! 

He desperately rotated mental tricks to will it away. But keeping Ryu’s hungry gaze always brought him back.

I want him to fuck me so bad. I haven’t seen in him so long, but we haven’t fooled around even longer.

Ken tried to throw him Hell Wheel style, but his form was sloppy and Ryu was able to gain balance on the ground, not letting go of Ken’s tight shirt. 

Heh, ‘guess he read me well.

But that didn’t stop Ken from trying to prevent Ryu from tossing him off in turn. Ken’s thighs gripped tight against his body and cheekily rubbed his groin against Ryu’s. That’s alright, this gives me a chance to tease him.♡

Ryu glanced up. Ken stared horny daggers—hoping Ryu would catch a hint. But Ryu took advantage of Ken’s pause to finally toss him off, Ken landing on his back.

“Ngh…”Ken groaned and turned his head up. In his upside down vision, Ryu assumed his fighting stance. Ken internally sighed.

How could I forget—more than sex, more than eating, Ryu’s put all his heart into the fight.

Ken grimaced from the shame he felt. “That’s why I can never surpass you,” he mumbled.

Ryu snapped out of his trance, his muscles relaxed. He stood over Ken, “What’s wrong?“

Ken interrupted with a wave of his hand, “I give, I give.”

Ryu helped him up. “You sure?”

Ken on his feet, looked Ryu straight into his eyes to confirm what he expected: Ryu looking back childishly disappointed. Ken sighed to himself, As I thought, not even an inkling of lust.

Ken walked towards the locker room then paused to turn with a smile on his face, “I have a meeting tomorrow—gotta keep this face looking somewhat presentable, y’know?”

——

Ken’s personal changing room was quite large for being “personal.” Two showers off to the side. A large wall mirror with mats tossed next to it, and 2 rows of quad lockers facing each other used as storage instead for people. Anymore, it was only Ken who used the gym.

Ryu was already stripped to his white underwear, sorting out his clothes to wear after his shower. Ken only took off his hanging gi top off his waist, checked his face in the locker mirror for any swelling or bruising. He was still fighting his horny urges but his pride was getting in the way instead of asking Ryu straight out to fuck him.

Ken, grumbled aloud, “Love ya, man—but you can be blind sometimes…no, you’re just too focused inside of a match. You’ll miss out on a lot of things if you don’t keep an open mind.”

“Being too focused is bad?” Ryu frowned.

Ken felt bad for blurting that and decided it was time to be honest even if nothing came from it. “…Sometimes I want to gauge your desire…for me,” Ken began as his gi pants slipped off.

Ryu did not hear anything Ken was saying at this point. He couldn’t help but stare at the sight: tight black boxer briefs hugged his little ass, with matching black and red-lined thigh-high leg compression tights, leaving only inches of his pale flesh to peek out. Ken shifted the inner top up a bit to let the small of his back cool off.

His hand shot out and gripped the fleshy area, feeling the nook between his thighs and ass—how all the muscles tensed up from surprise.

“Wha—“

Before he could finish his sentence, Ryu spun Ken around, a sight just as delicious. The lifted shirt exposed his belly button, the cute ball of his junk held up by his underwear. Ken quickly gripped Ryu’s shoulders for balance, Ryu gave him no space when he pulled him in. Ryu held Ken close to him to kiss at his stomach and began to drag one side of his underwear down. 

“Ken…I…” Ryu looked up at him. Not even his long lashes could hide the light they shown.

Ken saw in Ryu’s eyes what he saw during the peak of their sparring—a hungry fire.

He scoffed from the hilarity of it all and relaxed. Ken liked it when those eyes were only for him.

——

Ken coaxed Ryu to the mat by the mirror wall, where it’d be more comfortable than the squished area of the lockers. 

Ryu kissed Ken hungrily, while grinding his exposed cock against Ken’s. Ken still had his shirt and leggings on, but the shirt was pulled up to his arm pits, exposing his fat chest.

Ken remembered they needed lube and began to twist to his bag not far from them. But as he turned, his ass twisted in offering to Ryu, who was too excited to even think about lubrication and began to push his cock into Ken’s hole like a beast. He growled feeling his tip being gently squeezed between his cheeks.

“W-wait…!”He gently bonked Ryu on the forehead with the discreet bottle. “You’re too big. I don’t need to be literately split in half.”

Both slicked up, Ken was on all fours eager for Ryu. Ken glanced up and noticed he was facing towards the mirror and could see Ryu behind him eager to fuck him.

Ryu was excited about his own view. What little of his legs were exposed, his pale skin highlighted more against the black tights, the little fat around the edges of his thighs. Those tights that held the shape of his thick thighs and down to his bare toes and heel. “I’ve never seen you like this… it’s good…” Ryu muttered.

He rubbed the tip around to find Ken’s barely prepped hole, then pushed in as fast as their friction allowed. Ken gasped—he wasn’t expecting that! Before Ken could do or say anything else, Ryu bent over him, thrusting harshly. His voice already rasping each time he pushed in. Ken moaned along with him as Ryu barely pulled out an inch each time, grinding against his ass to get as much as himself in as he could. Ryu was could only think about how his dick was being milked, he gripped Ken’s hips tight as if not to let him escape.

Not like there was anywhere to go—Ryu’s fierce grinding was pushing Ken into the mirror wall. Ken’s forehead gently bumping into it and he could see his breath catch on the mirror but Ryu wouldn’t allow him to adjust his position as much as he tried.

Listen you, this will make incredible wank material later but…! Ken thrusted back hard to make room for himself and Ryu finally obliged him, wrapping his arms around Ken’s body, giving his firm chest a squeeze before sitting back himself so they were sitting up straight. He thumbed over his large nipples, giving them a light tugs as he played with his chest.

This position was too much for his legs like this. “Ryu, let me move…” Ken gently said between gasps and his body jolting from Ryu’s touch and dick pressing against his walls. Ryu quietly leaned against the weight bench behind him and lifted Ken’s thighs up so they pressed against Ken’s chest.

Ken, forced to look in the mirror, saw how he desperately he clung to Ryu’s thighs while bouncing on his long cock over and over. He tried not to make an awkward face to look back to but Ryu’s dick massaging his inside, the control he’d have during sex was gone. It was too much and already he could feel saliva fall from his lip.

Ryu finally took notice of the mirror—a little taken aback at the sight at first but experimented with what he wanted to see. He spread Ken’s thighs away to see his junk bounce as he fucked him. He thrusted into Ken even harder.

“Ryu…ah…!” Ken repeated his name between gasps.

Ken glanced at Ryu through the mirror. He was surprised how enamored Ryu suddenly was—his eyes never leaving Ken’s in the reflection.

Gaining some sense of control again, Ken murmured into the mirror with a chuckle, “Like what you see?”

Ryu didn’t reply, but stared silently back, watching Ken half-lidded eyes, his tussled hair bouncing with him, his mouth relaxed with his wet tongue barely hanging out. Ryu seized up, bringing Ken’s thighs together in a big bear hug, lifting Ken completely up. 

He thrusted violently into him. Ken could see his junk squished between his thighs, giving himself much needed friction.

Both their breath hitched at the new sensation. Ken even more so. His fingertips barely balancing on Ryu, the way Ryu would hug his thighs and together with every thrust rubbing his cock and balls tight—

He came so fast, cum shooting upward onto his knee and shins, the rest dribbling down his cock and resting on his balls.

But Ryu didn’t pause, but kept thrusting into him over and over.

He must be so close… Ken was at his mercy until he got off. Ken was seeing stars as his moans turned into cries.

Ryu buried his face into Ken’s back and concentrated on the sensation. His walls were so tight when he hugged him like this, like begging Ryu to release inside him.

One last thrust, Ryu arched his hips up, holding Ken down on his dick as streams of cum poured out into Ken.

Ryu lurched this hips forward one more time as if to get the last drop out, then as much as his strength would let him, gently released Ken so he in turn could try to slide off Ryu.

Ken collapsed onto himself, not caring what a crumbled mess he looked like. Ryu fell beside him, finally feeling it in his knees.

Their labored breathing filled the locker room.

“I can’t move my legs,” Ken laughed under his breath. 

Ryu was still catching his breath, his face still scrunched. He tried to sit up but gave up quickly. 

“Me neither,” he said relaxing his face. He rolled over on top of Ken and began to kiss his back.

Ken felt Ryu’s hand playing with the thigh compression tights along the edges, and then felt cum and lube dribbling onto his thigh. He thought surely Ryu saw it and that made him blush.

Ken was starting to feel how dirty he was.

He began to wiggle away in mild protest but froze when Ryu spoke.

“I didn’t think I’d be so attracted by this.”

Ryu’s finger dragged between the fabric and the flesh toward his inner thigh. He felt along the fabric and small flesh poking out fascinated by it.

Ken watched Ryu for a moment, amused by Ryu’s actions before trying to wiggle away again.

“You can help me take it off so I can hop in the shower,” Ken’s face burned as he tried to be cool about it. He could feel more cum and lube oozing out.

He jumped when he felt Ryu pull on one side of his butt cheek.

Ken tried to claw away, strength finally coming back to him but Ryu held him tight with one arm, the other wandering hand gently touching his sore, swollen hole. It twitched in response.

“Are you too tender…?” He murmured.

Ken looked back, and could see Ryu’s eyes glazed over. 

Ryu glanced up. “Ken…”

Ryu turned Ken around onto his back, looking over him and noticed the spots of Ken’s cum on his bare chest. He lapped at it, making Ken’s breath hitch in surprise. He lapped down to Ken’s large nipple sucking at it hungrily. 

He paused, murmuring against Ken’s skin, “I can’t think clearly, I still want more.”

He lifted himself up on his hands to see more of Ken, who laid on the mat, a sheen of sweat and drying cum on his chest and abs. His shirt still wound tight across the top of his chest. His thighs pressed tight together and turned away from Ryu, the thigh compress still holding tight around his thick thighs.

Ryu gripped one knee and pulled his legs apart, exposing how red and swollen his ass was. 

Without thinking Ken started to push Ryu away.

“I…I need that shower.”

“I think I get it.”

“Huh?” Ken paused.

“Remember when we swam in the lake, but you were sunburned before so you wore a shirt and your underwear?”

Ken couldn’t really recall which time, they’ve swam in that lake so many times. They’d have swam naked all the time but one sunburn later Ken was more cautious.

Ryu continued. “You got out of the lake first and I wouldn’t—“

“Oh that time!” Ken cut in.

Ryu nodded. His eyes glazed over Ken’s body. Part of his hair stuck to his wet skin, his large nipples moving with his breath, and what he could see of his hips and soft cock before the leggings hid his thighs. He tried to calm himself before continuing. “When you got out of the lake, it felt like I was hit by lightning. I could see your skin among the folds of your shirt, and you might as well have not been wearing underwear. It was the most beautiful I’ve seen you. I wanted…” 

Ryu paused to choose his words, but he kept glancing over Ken’s figure, he was spoke the same thoughts he was having now. “I wanted to get out of the water and feel what it was like, thumb your visible hard nipples over your shirt. I wanted to be inside you right away, even if we were still standing. I didn’t even think of what you wanted.”

Ryu looked solemn. “It was the first time I thought, ‘I want to fuck Ken.’”

Ken snorted in surprise by Ryu’s tone and story. He tried even harder not to let his face break into laughter when he saw Ryu’s unchanged serious face. Is this Ryu realizing he has a fetish? This is weirdly adorable.

Ken held his voice steady but his face did not. “So, why didn’t you? We were already messing around by then.”

Ryu realized how not serious this was seeing Ken’s grin and a smile formed on his own lips. “Ha. To be honest I was scared it was the Satsui. It felt similar to those fighting urges. I got hard instantly, the thought came out of nowhere.”

Ken quietly listened. When Ryu realized he had no response, he said aloud what he thought Ken was feeling. “Thinking on it now, that was silly of me.”

With Ryu’s smile, Ken felt allowed to chuckle. “Dummy, our dicks would get hard out of nowhere all the time. Puberty, hormones, and whatnot.”

“Sure…but I was so sure I would have…done it if I gotten out.”

Ken lamented for his past self with a sigh then raised his eyelashes toward Ryu. He could tell Ryu was holding himself back—again. He stuck his foot out and pressed against Ryu’s hard dick, who growled in response, catching his foot. Ryu glanced up at Ken who replied “You can make up for not fucking my brains out me in the shower.” Ken quirked his head toward the shower area.

Ryu’s eyes glared hungrily at Ken and started on all fours to crawl over him. Ken grinned and moved backwards away from him and towards the shower just behind them.

END

Thank you for reading!! I don’t know Japanese-style writing or grammar very well, let alone English storytelling but I hope it was somewhat enjoyable in any way! There were too many scenes I wanted to draw out, it was so hard to pick just one. I wanted to write a no-plot smut piece, but I think it ended up having a minor plot anyway. (lol)