Kinnai had a hard time paying attention during his afternoon classes and because of it, he was in a sour mood at the end of the day. For the first week of school, the clubs and groups met each day after the three o'clock bell and while the young Asian wanted to enjoy the swim team meeting, he could not help but hate the fact that he would have to face Riley when the other man arrived.

A few of the other potential team members had already arrived by the time Kinnai set his bag down and took a seat on the bleachers. They were far prettier than some of the other boys Kin had seen around the school and while it did not click in his mind at the time, he should have been thinking that there might have been a reason why the swim team only allowed good looking candidates to join their ranks.

"Yo, Kin!" called Riley, who had come in from the side door instead of the main set of double doors, "You got a minute?"

The exchange student nodded begrudgingly, shifting over to give the other boy more room to sit down. "I'm just waiting for the coach to come in. He's a bit late today, isn't he?"

The redhead chuckled and pointed to the doors that the bathing suit wearing students were passing through. Kinnai furrowed his brow as he obviously missed the point.

"The meeting's in there today. On even numbered days, we have our meetings by the pool. On odd days, we have them in the basement."

"Basement? I didn't know the school had one, or I would have gone there myself."

"No one knows about it until they join the team," Riley stated, again leaning in to nip at Kinnai's ear. "So keep it a secret. The coach'll tell you about it when we get down there. Come on."

The taller male stood up and held his hand out for the other, grinning broadly as Kin took his hand and snatched their bags from the floor. He handed Riley the heavy sack he had brought in with him and followed obediently behind him, to the stairs that led down to the lower floors.

They were seldom used, except for storage and the occasional weight lifting session in the Spartacus room but since the University had disbanded its Spartacus and Track team, the dusty and slightly mildew ridden rooms remained empty. It was the perfect place for the swim team to practice what the coach had termed 'personal tolerance drills'.

"All right, boys. Get into pairs and I'll hand out the paperwork for today's practice. You'll all be expected to work on your breathing exercises and pain tolerance."

As Kinnai had joined the school a year later than the others, he was unaccustomed to the terms the large man used and he turned to Riley for help, giving the smiling student a confused look that made the redhead snort out loud.

"Get undressed, Kin."

The suddenly wary Asian scoffed at the other, looking away from him as the coach stepped over. He took the paperwork from him and smiled politely, giving only the barest hint of a squeak when the burly man grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look upwards.

"Did I hear ya right, Hasegawa? Did ya just refuse to take your clothes off?"

The three boys who had ventured down in their bathing suits looked over, all of them now completely nude. The one farthest to the left, Chris Howard, glared at him, as he wound his arms around the brunet standing next to him. The third male placed his hands on his hips, regarding the situation as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Kinnai blinked, his lips in a tight line as he was pained from the man's vicious grip. "Y-yes, sir. I think it's impolite to undress in front of others. Is that not what the change rooms are for?"

The coach let him go and abruptly slapped him across the face, the force of it throwing the slim student to the floor. He looked up with both pain and shock as the rather large man towered over him, his shadow crossed by Riley's. Both of them regarded the lithesome Asian as he simply glared from the cool concrete floor, one hand lifted in defense while the other kept him upright.

"Stand up!" The coach demanded, snapping a hand out to fist in Kinnai's hair. "Ya fuckin' do what I say when I tell ya to do it, got it?"

The smaller male was on his feet in an instant, bowed slightly because of his pained scalp. The coach let him go when Riley took Kinnai by the arm, directing him off to the side while the remaining students piled into the center of the room and began their 'exercises'.

"Ya listen to Riley," the man instructed, as he left the room. "He's the best this team's ever seen. He'll teach ya everything ya need to know and then some."

The redhead nodded to the elder man and waited until he was gone and padding up the stairs before letting the young Asian go. Kinnai took a step back and slipped his eyes from Riley's grinning face to the floor behind him, openly staring at the odd scene. His teammates, those he had smiled at and had greeted with respect, were engaging in the most lewd of acts with each other; things which Kinnai had only dreamed about, or watched in videos and wished were within his grasp.

Directly behind his still-clothed comrade, two of the boys had gotten onto their hands and knees and were leaned forward onto their chests, their hands held behind them by thick ropes Chris was currently securing them with. With the telltale flush of embarrassment and arousal creeping up into his cheeks, Kinnai turned away, but not before noticing that both of the bound team members were aroused as well, Chris more so than his blond counterpart. He started when he felt a hand cup his groin and immediately turned his eyes to Riley's smiling face. He could feel himself growing hard under the taller boy's manipulations, but how embarrassing it would be for him to admit his fetish for rough sexual play!

"R-Riley...can you please stop?"

"Can't, man. Remember when I said the coach'd tell you why we meet down here every other day?" Kinnai nodded. "I lied. I'm supposed to show you instead, so you get an idea of what we're really about."

Kin bit his lip as Riley dropped to his knees and began undoing the fly of the smaller boy's jeans, letting them fall to the ground by themselves as his deft hands fondled him through the light fabric of his underwear. Two of the weightlifting benches had been left in the underground rooms and as Kinnai's knees clipped against one of them, he sat down, parting his legs in a silent invitation for Riley to continue. The redhead chuckled deep in his throat and leaned in to press his mouth around the outlined shape of the Asian's cock, dampening the material with his moist tongue.

The pair who had been left untied came over to watch, standing beside Riley to get a good view of his ministrations. They too had been initiated by him into the group the previous year and they knew well the skills with which he used on the young Asian now. Kinnai, too enamoured by what Riley was doing to him, was ignorant to his audience and his mild pants and the constant licking of his lips was turning them on as well.

"Fuck, Riley. You have to make him come fast or I'm gonna blow my load just listening to him."

The redhead lifted his mouth from the other's crotch and winked at the one who had spoken, his hands busily delving into the tight underwear and fetching the hard length from inside. The moment it was free of its confines, Riley licked at it, wrenching a muffled cry from Kinnai, who had covered his mouth with his hand. He had taught himself, during his first few years of masturbation, to be silent when he pleasured himself, lest he be interrupted and denied his release.

His hips rolled endlessly as Riley suckled at his length. He had curled a hand into the boy's short locks while the other he held behind himself to keep from falling backwards, and still the exchange student had a hard time keeping himself steady. Kinnai opened his eyes to watch exactly what the young American was doing to him and caught sight of the taller boy beside him ejaculating in great gouts, onto the face of the one who had been servicing him. With a groan and a sharp thrust of his hips, Kinnai came as well, aided by the sight of the satisfied team member licking his own seed from his partner's cheek.

Riley, ever the enthusiast, drank every drop Kinnai had to give and then began to lap at the leaking slit of the boy's cock, causing Kinnai to shiver as he was severely sensitive because of his release. The redhead sat back on his heels and regarded his work, only getting to his feet when Kin gestured to him with his free hand, after the lithe asian had tucked himself back into his underwear and closed his fly. Riley stepped close and as he leaned down to hear what the other male had to say, he was rewarded for his deed by a vicious slap to his cheek, tearing a squawk from him and stares from the others.

Kinnai was on his feet in an instant and after scooping up his knapsack, he ran from the basement, only slowing once he had left the school grounds and arrived on the street next to his own. As he caught his breath, he heard footsteps coming up behind him at a fast pace and he turned to see who it was, immediately scowling but softening when he saw that it was only a senior on his way home. The other man passed him with a brief nod and let the asian alone, much to Kinnai's relief.

He didn't think he could handle a confrontation with any of his teammates or Riley at that moment. Not after what had happened.

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"You say he's been in his room since he got home?" Kinnai's host father had asked his wife, when he arrived home from work that night. "Doing homework or just sitting around?"

"I don't know, Paul," she answered, turning from him momentarily to pour him a cup of tea. "He gave me a wan smile when he came in the door and after taking an apple from the bowl, he went upstairs and closed his door. That was it."

"Hmm, that is odd, but boys will be boys, Maggie. Maybe he had a rough day with some of the other students and is just a little moody."

The somewhat snoopy woman snorted out loud and after handing her husband his tea, left the room and stood at the bottom of the stairs, her hand on the railing as she stared at the exchange student's closed door.

"Kinnai, is everything all right? Would you like some dinner now?"

The door opened and a brightly smiling Kin peeked out, his body nude from the waist up. "No thank you, Mrs. Polnuk. I'm fine with the apple and I was thinking of showering and then getting to sleep early. Is that all right?"

She smiled in return and nodded. "Of course, dear. Just don't be afraid of coming down and fixing yourself something if you're hungry later on. There are boiled eggs in the refrigerator and plenty of fruit in the pantry."

Kinnai gave a small nod as thanks and then retreated back into his room, thoughtfully locking his door for the first time and closing his blinds before taking a seat in his plush computer chair. The desk and chair had been there from the previous student but the laptop computer was his own, and it was open to reveal a website the shy asian had added to his bookmark list the night before.

On the displayed page, a video showed two white males engaged in anal sex, the larger of the two on his back while the smaller man rode his lap. The one riding had black hair and the other was a redhead, and before the helpful woman had bothered him, Kinnai had been embroiled in a deep fantasy, consisting of himself and Riley. He saw the two of them in the fucking pair on screen and he had masturbated furiously to the video the night before, after his first encounter with the wild student.

Now however, he sat back on his bed with the laptop facing him, a small bottle of lubricant lying beside him and his right hand securely wrapped around his swollen cock. As the video played he stroked himself, even going so far as to get onto his hands and knees when the movie pair did and continued on with his fantasy. He had memorized the video from the amount of time he spent watching it while alone, and just before they, and he, released, Kinnai snatched up a towel from the floor and draped it over the bed beneath himself, so he wouldn't soil the clean bedspread.

Focusing directly on the contorted face of the redhead on the screen, Kin forced himself to come hard when the other male did, shooting his load onto the towel and nearly collapsing onto it from the exhaustion that ensued. He slipped off to one side and balled the towel up, tossing it into his hamper and telling himself to do his laundry before his host's wife thought to, so he could hide his evidence. A blush crept onto his face again that day, as Kinnai imagined being caught in such a situation, but it would not have been the first time he was caught, as his parents in Japan had found him in a rather precarious moment with his former lover on more than one occasion.

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Less than an hour after he finally got himself into bed, after a languid shower, Kinnai was woken from his light sleep by a knock at his door. He got out of bed and strode to answer it, stopping briefly to tug on a pair of pajama bottoms. When he opened it, he was greeted by Margaret's smiling face, as well as a steaming mug of tea. The asian sighed inwardly, realizing that he would never get to sleep with a cup of tea in his system at such a late hour.

"I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you, Kinnai, but I have this for you," she handed him the mug and turned to the side. "And there's someone here to see you, as well."

He blinked and set the mug down on his dresser just inside the door. "Who is it?"

"Jane Sanderson's son, Riley."

The exchange student immediately began to scowl, staring past the elder woman to the redhead blocking the stairwell. Margaret smiled politely and let the boys have their privacy at the top of the stairs, secretly waiting at the bottom until Kinnai invited his guest into his room and closed the door behind them. Inside, Riley had to be quick about his footing, as the smaller male suddenly took a swing at him.

"What the fuck, Kin?!" he hollered, barely dodging the blow.

The smaller student flopped himself down onto the edge of his bed and rubbed at his face with his hands, slowly leveling a dangerous glare on the other boy.

"Why are you here, Riley? I don't want to see you."

"Why not? Sure, you had a little breakdown back at school, but that's pretty normal for first-years."

Kinnai's scowl darkened but he made no move to kick the taller male out, nor did he order him to leave.

"What you did...what the coach did...it's all so wrong," he mused, obviously torn on the subject.

"It's not wrong, Kin. It's just the way we are."

Riley moved to sit down beside the exchange student, cautiously winding an arm around his shoulders. When Kinnai refused to shove him away, the redhead smiled and hugged him a bit closer to himself.

"It felt good though, didn't it?"

Tired eyes stared at him, with something akin to horror reflecting in them. "Yes...I suppose it did, but that doesn't make it right."

"Then let it be wrong. As long as there are others who share your passion for such things, what does it matter?"

Kin sighed and gave a light chuckle, inwardly fighting the urge to kick the boy out, get back into bed, and forget the entire day had even happened. Riley watched him carefully, keeping his arm around him and shaking the boy slightly; a friendly gesture designed to calm more quickly.

"I've only just met you, Riley, and already you've forced yourself on me. That doesn't sound wrong to you?"

The redhead's answer came in the form of a kiss; not a delicate one, or a sensitive, meaningful peck on the cheek. He fisted his hand in the hairs at the nape of Kinnai's neck and tugged his head back, immediately devouring his mouth. The asian student gasped into it before his eyes closed and his arms wound around the other's waist. Riley grinned against the other's mouth and continued his assault for barely a few more scant seconds, before pulling away and focusing on Kin's face.

A light blush had crept over the other's features and though it made him look slightly sunburned, it was also endearing to the experienced American. Kinnai took a deep breath and looked at the other male out of the corner of his eye, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Riley."

"Why? Are you gonna tell me that you're not like the other boys I've been with?"

Kinnai blinked. "That's exactly what I was going to say."

Riley laughed and moved to stand, shuffling himself to the door and while holding the doorknob, he did not open it just yet.

"I think I know what you're about, Kin. I can tell just by looking at you," he asserted. "You're the kid of guy who'll take shit from everyone, be treated like a total whore, and still come back for more. Am I right?"

Embarrassed and aroused by the forcefulness Riley had shown a moment earlier, Kinnai nodded.

"Thought so. I'm gonna get going now, but I'm expecting to see you at school tomorrow. There's a normal meeting by the pool and you'd better show up. The coach won't say anything to you during one of those, but the next basement meeting's gonna be hell."

Kinnai hesitated and spoke softly, afraid that his host parents would overhear his taboo line of questioning.

"Is it even a real swim team? Do we practice actual swimming and go to meets and competitions at all?"

"Oh yeah, it's a real team. The coach's just a perv, and his views on the stuff we do downstairs are a little liberal. His personality's a definite black and white perspective when it comes to school and play."

"So the meetings in the basement are just play to him?"

"Yeah, but you can trust him when it comes to the real swim team stuff. He's a professional teacher on the outside, but during his off-time, he's a member of an underground dungeon club in Tuscon."