“Hey Tsukishima-kun! Let’s have a rematch!”

The loud voice of Hinata Shouyou echoed in the training hall of the Karasuno volleyball team. Tsukishima Kei sighed before turning around, a frown on his face.

“And why would I do that?”

“I… I hated losing against you last time… So I want my revenge!” Hinata exclaimed.

“Not my problem, idiot… You’re the one who came up with this stupid idea, so deal with it!”

Kei started walking away, stopping the conversation.

“...what if we add a better reward…?”

Tsukishima halted his walk and shifted his head to the side, a smirk on his face. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about what to ask next if there was another contest.

“Depends if I can ask for anything…”

Hinata’s eyes flinched, he looked up at his teammate with apprehension in his eyes. He really didn’t want something like what happened last time to occur again but… he wanted to train with Tsukishima, of that he was sure.

“Y-yes!”

A hand suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Let’s make the deal ‘official’ then: we can make a training contest, or whatever, whenever you want, but if I win, I get to ask you anything I want. AND I will increase the reward level each time. Still want to do it?”

Hinata glared at his teammate but shook Kei’s hand all the same. “Fine... Deal!”

“No going back on your words!”

“Of course not!”

They shook hands and went straight to have their rematch. Which happened pretty much the same way as the 1st one: Shouyou was so stressed to not lose that he flunked everything.

“Well, well, well… Who knew you would be so terrible at it?” Tsukishima joked after their duel.

He really hadn’t expected to be able to order Hinata around so soon… Was the boy alright? Tsukishima shook his head at the thought; who cares!

Shouyou had been silent for a few minutes now, too shocked to say anything. His hands were shaking.

“Why…?” he muttered in his breath.

Kei sighed, “That’s what happens when you’re too impatient… Why do you always have to be so intense about everything?”

He patted Hinata on the shoulder and headed to the door of the hall.

“I’ll tell you what I want for my reward later. See you.”

--

The next day, Hinata waited for Tsukishima in front of the changing room, before their training session. He was visibly in a fowl mood, arms crossed on his chest.

“Ah, hey there mister loser!” Kei said, waving as he walked towards him.

“S-shut up!” Hinata shouted. “So the reward… what will it be?”

“Ah right to business I see, good!” Kei approved. “Just make yourself available tomorrow after class, I’ll make you come to my place.”

Hinata’s eyes widened, “Y-your place?! Why would you invite me to your place…?”

He took a step back, very suspicious.

“You’ll see!” Kei replied, sticking his tongue out. “Oh, and by the way, you still have that dress you wore at the school festival right? I heard you said that to Yamaguchi the other day.”

“Huh? The dress…? Ah, the maid dress? Maybe… Why?”

“Just bring it with you tomorrow.”

“W-what?! No way! Why would I bring such a thing?!”

“You’ll see. We made a deal, so just do as I say!” Tsukishima ordered, towering Hinata.

Shouyou scowled, then nodded,” F-fine, pervert!” He dashed down the stairs and to the training hall.

Kei smirked, “It’s going to be a very interesting day tomorrow…”

--

The two boys met in front of coach Ukai’s shop the day after, and they headed straight to Tsukishima’s house. They silently walked side by side, and Kei found Hinata’s presence surprisingly not too annoying. He discreetly peeked sideways at his small friend and grinned at the cute pout Hinata had on his lips.

“Woah, cute?! What the hell am I thinking…?” Kei screamed internally.

He looked down at the bag Shouyou was carrying and smiled even more.

“So you really brought it, huh?”

“Y-you told me to!! I don’t want to owe you any debt, that’s it!”

“Okay, okay, no need to bark… Ah! We’re here! Come in.”

Hinata stared at the house in front of them, “Nice house! Are your parents home?”

“Nope! It’s just you and me!”

That stopped Shouyou in his tracks as he was entering by the front house. His eyes widened.

“You mean… we are alone right now?” he quizzed suspiciously.

“Yep! Come on, let’s go to my room.”

They climbed the stairs leading to the first floor, then to the door at the end of the corridor. Tsukishima let Hinata come in first, following his teammate with his eyes.

“S-so what do you want me to do exactly…?” Shouyou asked shyly, hugging his bag.

Kei sat on his bed, “Go change into the dress first, I’ll tell you after that.” he announced, “The bathroom is just in front. Put everything on, okay?”

“D-do I really have to…?” Hinata pleaded with puppy eyes.

Kei smirked, “What are you afraid of? Come on, it’s just the two of us!”

“Fine, you jerk! Hmph!”

Hinata bolted out of the bedroom and hurried to change into the black maid dress that his classmates had offered him after the school festival. They said he looked so good in it that they wanted him to keep it for some reason… Now he was regretting not throwing it right away.

After several minutes, Shouyou came back into the bedroom, tugging onto the front of the dress in a desperate attempt to make it less short.

Kei had stood up to change into more casual clothes and tidy his school books. He slowly turned around at the sound of his friend coming in. His eyes widened at the amazing view.

“The wig?” he asked.

“I-I don’t have it…” Hinata replied, averting his eyes, his face was a crimson red.

“Okay.” Kei curtly said.

He took his time to admire Shouyou’s attire, which was honestly even better than in his memory. He gulped at the sight of the boy’s collarbone and neck, and felt his heart beat faster at the sight of the thighhighs.

I must have gone mad… he thought, shaking his head.

“So w-what now…?” Hinata spoke, breaking Kei’s inner thoughts.

The latter coughed and sat on the bed once more. He leaned backwards against the wall and said:

“I want you to masturbate yourself.” he said, straight to the point.

Hinata’s mouth gaped wide open. “E-Excuse-me?”

“Did you not understand? I want you to jerk yourself off.”

“No I- I got it the first time! It’s just… why…?”

“Just because…” Tsukishima shrugged. “I thought it would be entertaining.”

A moment of silence passed, where the two friends just stared at each other awkwardly.

“Well? I don’t have all night, you know…” Kei pointed out. “Or do you prefer I do it for you?”

“No, no!” Hinata shrieked. “Ugh, why do you do this to me?! You could have just asked me for food or something…!”

“I told you it would be a more ‘severe’ reward this time…” Kei said. “Hurry up now!”

Hinata gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. This was so humiliating on so many levels… but he didn’t want to go back on his words, so… He slid one of his hands under the skirt of his dress and in his underwear. He took his penis in his hand and started stroking it up and down. He could feel his cheeks burning up, and a weird sensation at his crotch.

“Ngh!” Small noises started coming out of Shouyou lips as the masturbation kicked off.

Tsukishima watched the scene intently, and was strangely annoyed by something.

“Hey, I can’t see anything! Raise the dress a bit.”

Hinata opened one eye, “W-what? I can’t…”

Kei sighed once more and sat on the edge of his bed.

“Come closer.” he ordered as he pulled Shouyou by the arm. “Here, bite this… there! Perfect!”

He had lifted the skirt up and made Hinata take it in his mouth; his most intimate parts were now out in the open.

“Hmph!” he only managed to retort, his mouth being filled by cloth.

“What are you waiting for? Go on with it!”

Hinata squeezed his eyes shut and started mastubrating himself again. The closeness with Tsukishima made it worse, as he could feel the intense eyes on him from below.

The glasses boy could see up close how flustered Shouyou was, and noticed that even the tip of his ears were pink. He grinned and looked down. It was his first time seeing another man masturbate, and though he probably should have felt weirded out by it, he felt rather excited.

'It’s probably because of the dress… Kei thought, trying to find himself excuses.

And yet, it was the vision of Hinata’s erected manhood that made Tsukishima feel all tingly. A shiver ran through his spine as a louder moan escaped Hinata’s lips. Kei bit his lower lip as a straining sensation appeared in his trousers.

He peered up and cursed at the lewd appeal of Shouyou’s current stance. Tsukishima instinctively placed a hand on the boy’s waist.

“What are you thinking about, Hinata? A girl you like, hm?” He quizzed.

Hinata’s eyes flew wide open as Kei’s hand moved down a bit to his upper thigh. He shook his head vehemently.

“No? A… guy?” Kei pursued, honestly curious.

He brushed one finger over Shouyou’s hip bone, which made the latter’s eyes roll back.

'Shit, this is too sexy… Tsukishima thought, biting his lips again.

He watched Hinata’s hand moving up and down, and had an idea.

“You’re too slow… Let’s hurry a little, will you?”

Kei raised his own hand and clasped it over Hinata’s. The boy gasped loudly, letting go of the dress.

“Wh-what are you…?! Ugh!” He shouted, before being silenced by the dress again.

“Shh, I’m just lending you a hand…” Tsukishima explained.

His hand tightly enveloping Hinata’s, he started moving up and down on the still erect phallus. Shouyou hunched forward, gripping onto Kei’s shoulders for support; it was too much sensation for him.

Tsukishima could feel his own breath getting uneven. Unconsciously, he intertwined his long fingers with Hinata’s and continued the rubbing stimulation.

“Good boy…” He whispered as he noticed pre-cum at the tip of the penis. “Just a bit more…”

“Hmph! Ngh!” Shouyou’s stream of moans were louder as he came to completion.

A spasm ran through him and he finally exploded. A burst of thick cum erupted and ended on Tsukishima’s shirt.

Hinata was exhausted and remained there for a while, out of breath. Kei stared up at him, speechless. He had never imagined how sexy Hinata could be, even when he thought he was pretty at the school festival.

“Well, that was a pretty good show…” he said jokingly. His voice was hoarse, his throat dry.

Shouyou suddenly jumped, as if waking up from a dream. He saw his cum all over Tsukishima and gasped.

“Agh! S-sorry I… I didn’t mean to…”

Kei looked down at the mess and smirked. “Never expected to be covered with semen, I’ll admit…”

He swiped some with his fingers and played a little with the thick substance. He then peered up at Hinata.

“You didn’t reply to my question though... Was it a guy you were thinking about?”

Shouyou’s blush increased even more. “Wh- why would I… S-Shut up!”

The young spiker grabbed his stuff and rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Tsukishima scratched the back of his head with a grin on his face, “That’s pretty much admitting it though…”

But the smile faded right away. Kei stared at the closed door and didn’t like the weird feeling that appeared in his brain.

He also didn’t like the throbbing tension in his pants, which he had been enduring for the last hour.

This is f*cking ridiculous… he cursed as he leaned backwards on his bed.

Closing his eyes, the vision of Hinata jerking off in his maid dress was still imprinted in Tsukishima’s mind. He grabbed his own hard dick and relieved himself.

He laid there for a few minutes, motionless. The same question kept coming back.

Does he… like someone? Kei pondered, frowning.