Therapy (R-18)
"I have a leg injury, Yuno."
Cid said it in his most serious tone, staring directly at me. Parang natanga naman ako sa sinabi niya, kaya kinailangan kong kumurap-kurap. Leg injury? Tangina, kailan pa?
"Ano?" I asked, still processing.
"Leg injury," he repeated, brushing his hair upward. "My kanan paa has injury."
Napatingin ako sa paa niyang nakalublob sa tubig. That leg has an injury all this time? Kaya ba kailangan niya ako para sa swimming competitions niya?
"Seryoso ka ba? Baka prank lang 'yan, ah. Hindi naman sa ano, but it seems like your leg is okay."
Nakakayod niya nga ako ng mabilis, e. I mean — hindi pa naman namin nagagawa, but he did dry-hump me a lot of times. At mabilis siyang bumayo.
His brows furrowed, and he rolled his eyes. "It's not that serious. I just can't take my leg for longer durations in swimming."
"Since when?"
"Accident, 6 years ago."
Kumunot ang noo ko at bahagyang umawang ang labi ko sa narinig. Parang nagpaulit-ulit 'yong sinabi niya sa utak ko. Fuck, leg injury from accident?
Gusto ko pa sanang magtanong about sa aksidenteng iyon, pero tumawa siya nang mahina nang makita ang naging reaksyon ko.
"Hindi nga? Seryoso 'yong paa mong 'yan?" I managed to say, still processing his confession.
His laughter grew, light and teasing, like he found amusement in my confusion. "Yeah, seriously. Why, do I look too perfect to have flaws?"
I rolled my eyes, trying to shake off the sudden tension I felt. "No, pero nakakagulat lang. You move so well. Parang... hindi halata."
He shrugged, a faint smirk still lingering on his lips. "That's the point, Yuno. You don't always see what someone's carrying."
Umahon siya mula sa pool at umupo sa tabi ko. Napansin niya ang pagkaka-indian sit ng paa ko. Bumalik din ang tingin niya sa akin, tilting his head as if trying to read me.
"You hate water, right?" he asked softly.
Napalunok ako, saka dahan-dahang tumango.
For a moment, he didn't say anything. Then, he smiled faintly. "That's ironic, don't you think?"
"Sa paanong paraan?"
"Your hate for water and my injury are kind of the same," he said, looking away briefly before his gaze landed back on me. "You don't like water because it reminds you of something, doesn't it?"
Napakurap ako, his words hitting closer to home than I expected. Masyado bang halata na ayaw ko sa tubig?
"Hmm?"
"I mean, water brings back something bad for you, doesn't it? Just like how my leg reminds me of what I lost."
His tone was calm, almost reflective. May kung anong bigat akong naramdaman habang pinapakinggan siya.
He leaned back on his arms, looking at the calm surface of the pool. "I used to swim without any limitations, Yuno. The water was my second home. But after the accident... every stroke feels like a reminder that I'm not as good as I used to be. And I hate that feeling."
Tahimik lang ako, letting his words sink in.
Pero hindi ko maiwasang isiping paano niya nakayanan. After all these years since the injury, he managed to get back into swimming. At kung nangyari nga ang aksidente anim na taon na ang nakaraan, paniguradong malala ang nangyari noon.
I can't imagine how he endured it — the courage he must have to stand on his own feet again and dive back into his passion is nothing short of inspiring.
It made me wonder if I could ever be that brave. Kung kaya kong umahon sa mga takot ko.
"But here's the thing," Cid continued, turning to face me fully. His eyes softened as they locked onto mine. "We both deal with it in different ways. You avoid water, and I keep diving into it... hoping I'll forget the pain."
"And I hope you wouldn't hate me for loving your fear," he added softly, his gaze steady, yet there was an unspoken vulnerability behind it that tugged at me.
I've hated water for as long as I can remember. Marami akong masamang karanasan na may kinalaman sa tubig — mga alaala na pilit kong kinakalimutan pero laging bumabalik tuwing nasa paligid ko ito.
But knowing this about him... knowing how he embraced the very thing that once held him back — it kinda shifted something inside me.
Parang nagkaroon ng ibang mukha ang tubig sa paningin ko. The water I feared didn't feel so suffocating anymore. It felt less like an enemy and more like a silent witness to his strength.
"You're not swimming alone anymore, Cid."
Nagulat ako sa mga salitang kusang lumabas sa bibig ko. Mahina lang iyon pero alam kong narinig niya. Hayop, masyado bang halata?
He blinked at me, his lips quirking into a small, knowing smile. "And you're not avoiding it alone anymore."
Silence settled between us, but it wasn't heavy or awkward. The faint ripples in the pool reflected on the walls, their rhythm somehow mirroring the calm I felt in that moment.
Sa unang pagkakataon, pakiramdam ko, may nakakita na sa akin. Not just the version I showed the world, but the cracks beneath the surface.
Tinignan ko siya sa gilid ng aking mga mata.
The way the dim light caught the sharp angles of his face, the quiet strength in his presence — it was hard not to be drawn to him.
Ikakagalit ba ng school kung maglalaplapan kami rito ngayon?
Tumikhim siya bago bumaling muli sa akin. His eyes dropped to my leg, then he pursed his lips as if debating something. "Can I... touch your leg?"
Nagulat ako sa tanong niya, pero bago pa ako mag-overthink, tumango na lang ako. I watched as his hand slowly reached out, and I shifted my sit to give him space.
Mabuti na lang talaga at nakapag-gupit ako ng kuko. Nakakahiya naman kung hindi. At least, ready ako kung sakaling totoo ngang may foot fetish itong si Cid.
Idinantay niya ang kanang paa ko sa kandungan niya, his movements careful, almost hesitant. Then his fingers started tracing a slow path from my knee down to my foot.
"You know," he started, his voice low and steady, "I always do this when I feel scared or unsure. Massaging my leg helps me focus and ease the tension."
I blinked at him, surprised. Marahan ang hawak niya sa paa ko. It's almost therapeutic, as if he were trying to transfer a sense of calm to me. And it's effective.
"And now I'm doing it for you," he added, glancing up at me with a small smile. "Para ma-relax rin ikaw."
Tumayo siya mula sa pagkakaupo at kinuha iyong maliit na tumbler bottle sa gilid ng pool. Binuhos niya ang kaunting tubig sa kamay niya. He gently spread it over my shin as he continued massaging.
"Ano 'yan?" tanong ko, medyo kinabahan pero curious din.
He chuckled softly, his thumb applying light pressure on my calf. "Water therapy. I used to do this after my injury. It helps me connect with the water in a way that feels safe. And baka... it might help you, too."
I stared at him, stunned by how thoughtful he was. Pakiramdam ko nag-iinit rin 'yong magkabilang tenga ko.
"So... para 'tong mini-pool massage session? Hindi mo naman sinabing masahista ka rin pala, Cid," I joked, trying to hide the warmth creeping up my face.
Isa pa Japanese Kid, sasabog na talaga ako dito.
"Exactly," he replied with a grin. "Except this one is libre, and customized just for you."
Natawa naman ako sa sinabi niya. Joker pala 'tong baby ko.
Habang nagpapatuloy siya, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of ease. The coolness of the water mixed with the warmth of his touch created a soothing contrast. Parang unti-unti kong nakakalimutan 'yong takot ko sa tubig.
"You're afraid of water, Yuno. But maybe... maybe it's not about avoiding it. Maybe it's about learning how to make peace with it," he said softly, his gaze flickering to mine.
"Let's start here," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Small steps. One touch, one drop at a time."
He smiled, a small, reassuring curve of his lips that made my chest tighten. Napalunok ako. I wasn't sure if I could reply. There was something about the way he looked at me... parang nakikita niya lahat ng pilit kong tinatago, kahit sa sarili ko.
"You're okay," he murmured, his voice soft but firm. "You're safe, the water isn't here to hurt you, and neither am I..."
Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa ginagawa niya o dahil sa mga sinabi niya, pero bigla akong napakampante. It was like all the fear and tension I carried slowly melted away with every stroke of his hand.
"Hindi ko alam na madaldal ka rin pala, Cid," nangingiti kong sabi habang pinapanood siya na tuloy-tuloy lang sa ginagawa niyang water therapy sa akin.
He smiled a little, the corners of his lips quirking up. "I can daldal all the time with you."
"Madaldal ka rin kaya kay Venice," sabay sulyap ko sa kanya, testing his reaction.
Bigla siyang natahimik at napatigil sa ginagawa niya sa binti ko. He looked me straight in the eyes, his expression unreadable. "Also, you are too, kay Jester."
Nagulat naman ako sa sinabi niya. Dumadaldal ba ako kay Jester? E panay nga ang iwas ko sa taong 'yon.
Ngumuso ako. "Wala rito 'yong tao, binabanggit mo."
He scoffed, clearly irritated. "You started it."
Ay, ako ba?
"O, e 'di sorry," sabi ko na lang para 'di na matuloy 'yong inis niya, saka napatingin sa ginagawa niya.
"Okay na 'yan, hindi naman ako 'yong may leg injury."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, thank you," I smiled. Parang lalabasan na rin ako sa bawat hagod niya, e.
A smirk suddenly formed on his lips. "I don't accept thank you."
Kumunot naman ang noo ko. Bigla akong kinutuban sa sinabi niya kaya bahagya kong binawi ang binti ko, na agad niya ring hinila pabalik.
"Tangina, akala ko ba libre 'to?"
Umiling siya, hindi pa rin napapawi ang nakakalokong ngisi sa mukha niya. "Nagbago na ang mind ko."
The next thing I knew, we were now inside the locker room. Nakaluhod ako sa harap niya habang nakaupo siya sa isang bench warmer ng locker room.
"Hindi ba tayo mahuhuli rito, Cid?" kinakabahan kong tanong at napapatingin sa pintuan na 'di kalayuan sa pwesto namin.
He shook his head, smirking. "Trust me, just suck my dick and do your own thing down there."
"Mabilis lang, ah?"
"Depends on how good you're going to be," he said, gently grabbing my chin as his thumb brushed over my cheek. "Pay the service I did earlier with your service, Yuno."
Napalunok ako at dahan-dahan kong hinubad ang trunks niya. Agad ko rin nakita ang kahabaan niya na lumagapak pagkalabas nito sa suot niyang trunks.
Tangina, tigas na tigas 'yong kahabaan niya.
The veins popping and the redness of his clean dick were too hard not to resist. Sa tanang buhay ko, hindi ko na-imagine na magiging cravings ko 'yong burat ng Hapon na 'to.
Dahan-dahang inabot ng kamay ko ang katawan ng kahabaan niya, at naramdaman ko ang pagkibot nito nang dumampi ang palad ko. I heard his soft growl when my palms landed on his dick.
Ang laki niya talaga, puta. Hindi ko alam pero parang mas lumaki ito sa paningin ko ngayon kumpara no'ng huli ko itong nahawakan at naisubo.
Yeah, I sucked this thing during his birthday. And that shit was memorable as we did nasty things in every corner of his condo.
"We're not gonna be done here if you're just gonna stare on it, Yuno," he said, looking at me. "Subo mo na ako."
Kagaya nga ng sinabi niya, dahan-dahan akong lumapit sa naghuhumindig niyang burat. I started licking the tip of his dick when I saw some pre-cum. I tasted how sweet it was, and that made me crave for more as I started to shove his dick into my mouth.
"S-shit, Yuno..." Alam kong nagulat siya nang bigla kong nilaliman ang pagsubo ko sa kahabaan niya. His hand made its way to my head, and I felt his gentle force to deepen my sucking.
"Yeah, fuck, you're getting deeper each day you suck me off. M-maybe... tangina," he trailed off as I started to make a rhythm to his dick. "Maybe if we do this more often, y-you can suck my dick fully. Ah... shit."
I like it when he's loud when I suck him off. Ang sarap niyang pakinggan na nagiging dahilan para pag-igihan ko pa ang pagsubo sa kanya.
"Y-yuno..."
I glanced up to him while my mouth was still full. He met my gaze.
"I wonder if your other hole would make me drool even more," habol-hininga niyang sabi.
Bigla siyang umulos papasok dahilan para masagad pa ng maigi 'yong kahabaan niya sa lalamunan ko. Mabuti na lang at nakapag-adjust ang sarili ko sa ginawa niya kaya naiwasan kong mabulunan.
"L-like this, Yuno..." ungol niya habang sinasalubong ang ginagawa kong pagtataas-baba ng bunganga ko sa burat niya.
"I can't wait... to fuckin' do this in your ass. Ah... shit," he growled as he continued to mouth-fuck me.
"Hmm? I want to fuck you, Yuno... you don't have any idea how much I crave to fuck your hole," he growled as his rhythm grew faster, na sinasabayan ko naman.
Basang-basa 'yong kahabaan niya ng laway ko, and some were already dripping down to his balls. Tangina. Masyado na kaming makalat sa loob ng locker room.
Naramdaman ko rin na parang nasasakal ang sarili kong kahabaan sa loob ng denim jorts ko. I fumbled for my buckle and rushed to let my dick out. Nang mailabas ko ito ay marahas kong itinaas-baba ang sarili kong burat habang subo-subo ko si Cid.
"Shit, this is too hot... pero ayaw ko labasan pa," he moaned as his hands fumbled for my hair and guided my head to do the movement.
Naramdaman ko ang pagpitik ng sarili kong burat nang marinig ko ang kaconyohan niya. Tangina mo, Cid, alam na alam mo ang kahinaan ko.
Hindi ako nakuntento sa sarili kong ginagawa sa kahabaan ko, kaya inabot ng magkabila kong kamay ang binti niya. I placed his both feet beside my dick.
Gamit ang magkabilang kamay, marahan kong inilagay ang mga paa ni Cid sa magkabilang gilid ng burat ko. His feet felt soft and slightly warm, sending a shiver up my spine.
"Y-Yuno, tangina," napamura siya, nanlaki ang mga mata habang nakatingin sa ginagawa ko. "What the hell are you doing?"
Tumingin ako sa kanya, may bahagyang ngiti sa mga labi ko habang patuloy kong sinasalsal ang sarili kong burat gamit ang mga paa niya. Hindi ko siya sinagot; sa halip, bumalik ako sa paghimod at pagsipsip sa kahabaan niya.
The dual sensation of pleasure — from his feet stroking my cock and his dick filling my mouth — sent waves of heat through my body.
"Oh, fuck," ungol niya, napatingala at napakapit nang mahigpit sa gilid ng bench. His toes twitched as my length slid against the soft arches of his feet.
Mas binilisan ko pa ang pagtaas-baba ng mga paa niya habang pinapalalim ang bawat pagsubo ko sa burat niya. The taste of his pre-cum and the steady rhythm of his throbbing dick in my mouth made me crave for more.
I swirled my tongue around his tip, causing him to buck his hips forward.
"Yuno! Fuck, you're so good," he groaned, his voice raw with pleasure.
I didn't stop — I wanted him to lose himself.
Using his feet to stroke myself, I adjusted my position so I could go deeper on his cock. Halos sagad na sa lalamunan ko ang kahabaan niya, pero tiniis ko. The sound of my slurping and the wet friction of his feet against my cock filled the locker room.
"Shit, Yuno," he growled, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Y-you're fucking insane... so fuckin' filthy!"
Hinawakan niya ang ulo ko gamit ang magkabilang kamay niya, pilit niyang ginagabayan ang ritmo ko sa burat niya. At the same time, he flexed his feet slightly, rubbing against my cock more deliberately.
Tangina. Halos mabaliw ako sa pakiramdam.
I started thrusting into his feet, matching the pace of my mouth on his cock. Ramdam ko ang init at dulas mula sa sarili kong precum na nagdadagdag ng libog. Minsan, umaangat ang ulo ko para huminga at umungol, pero agad din akong bumabalik sa pagkain sa kanya.
"Ah... Yuno, fuck," he moaned louder, his voice echoing through the room. "I want to cum in your mouth, but I also want to see you finish all over my feet."
His words pushed me further. Napahigpit ang hawak ko sa mga binti niya habang mas lalong bumilis ang pag-indayog ng burat ko sa mga paa niya. My own breathing turned ragged as I felt myself nearing the edge. Kasabay nito, naramdaman ko rin ang paghigpit ng hawak niya sa ulo ko, signaling he was close.
"Fuck, Yuno, don't stop!" he cried out.
His legs tensed as his body shuddered in pleasure. His dick throbbed in my mouth, and I felt the warm release hit the back of my throat. Sinimot ko ang bawat patak, hindi alintana ang pagkahilo sa sarap.
At the same time, I let out a guttural moan as I came, spilling all over his feet. My whole body trembled as I rode out my release, savoring the mix of sensations overwhelming me.
Both of us were left panting, sweaty, and utterly spent. I gently released his cock from my mouth and wiped my lips, glancing up to meet his gaze. He smirked, still catching his breath.
"You're fucking crazy," he said, shaking his head, though the grin on his face betrayed his amusement. "But damn... that was the best."
Humihingal pa rin ako habang pinupunasan ang labi ko, natatawa nang bahagya habang nakatingin kay Cid. Ramdam ko pa rin ang init ng sarili kong tamod na tumutulo sa mga paa niya.
"Nawala ata leg injury mo dahil sa ginawa ko," I joked, chuckling softly.
He smirked and reached for the towel in his duffel bag beside him. "I can swim ten laps now."
"Really?" I teased, glancing down at his feet still slick with my cum. "Mukhang nga mas ganado ka pang gumalaw ngayon."
"You know what?" he said, his smirk widening as he leaned closer. "I'm still hard. Instead of ten laps, I'm game for ten rounds."
Hinawakan ko ang noo niya, inilayo ang mukha niya mula sa akin. "Tama na, Cid. Gago, gumugusto ka rin, e. Pagod na ako."
Ngumuso siya, kunwaring nagtatampo. But before I could react further, he grabbed my arm and tugged me to my feet, pulling me toward the washroom. "Come on, let's wash up."
"Anong wash up? Gusto mo lang ng round two, ano?" I muttered, rolling my eyes, though I couldn't suppress the grin forming on my lips.
"We'll see," he replied, his laughter echoing in the quiet locker room as he dragged me along.
"You've just wasted three days looking for a good apartment near Fillwood. Kulit mo kasi, sabing dito ka na sa condo. I have a spare room you could use," was the first thing I heard as I stepped into Jester's condo.
Bitbit ko ang dalawang maleta at ilang kahon na naglalaman ng gamit ko. Kasama na rin ang mga paintings ko na mabuti na lang at nagkasya lahat sa sasakyan ni Jester.
Pagtingin ko sa kanya, nakasandal siya sa pintuan ng kwarto niya, nakahalukipkip, at pinapanood akong magbuhat ng mga gamit ko.
"Maghahanap pa rin ako. Pansamantala lang 'to," sagot ko, pero binigyan niya lamang ako ng matalim na tingin.
"Tss. Kulit ng lahi mo. Libre na nga, umaayaw pa."
"Sus, kahit 'wag na. Babayaran din kita rito sa pag-stay ko rito," kontra ko, pero imbes sumagot, tumayo siya at lumapit sa akin.
Kinuha niya ang kahong bitbit ko, at agad ko namang ibinigay. Pumasok siya sa katabing kwarto ng kwarto niya, at sinundan ko siya.
"Use this room as your bedroom. Dito lang may extrang kama," sabi niya habang nilalapag ang kahon sa bedside table.
Sinipat ko ang buong kwarto. Maluwang ito, may malaking kama, sariling banyo, at maliit na walk-in closet. Hindi ko mapigilang mapailing sa ganda ng loob ng kwarto.
Well, what did I expect from a class-A unit? Kaya ayoko ring tumira dito — hindi ako sanay sa ganitong klaseng kaluwagan.
I've slept here before, but I can't shake off the feeling of discomfort, especially knowing that I'll be staying in this room for a whole year.
"Don't worry. I got my things out of here, and it's all cleaned up. Ilagay mo na lang gamit mo," rinig kong sabi niya nang pumasok ako sa walk-in closet.
Paglabas ko, nakita ko siyang nakaupo sa kama, hawak ang isa sa mga nude paintings ko. Nagtaka ako sa ginagawa niya. Kailan pa siya naging interesado sa katawan ko?
"Ginagawa mo?" tanong ko, kaya naputol ang pagtitig niya sa painting. I saw him gulp before replying.
"The other room... you can use it as a studio," he said, clearly caught off guard.
Pero imbes tigilan ang pagtitig sa painting, nagtanong pa siya. "Binebenta mo ba 'to?"
"Hindi. Bakit?"
Tinignan niya ako nang diretso sa mata bago muling ibinalik ang tingin sa painting.
"Name the price."
Kumunot ang noo ko, bahagyang nagulat. "Huh?"
"Presyohan mo, bibilhin ko," sagot niya.
The fuck?
"Gago, 'di ko nga binebenta," seryosong sagot ko. "Akin na nga 'yan."
Akmang aagawin ko na sana, pero iniwas niya ito sa akin, tumalikod habang mahigpit na hawak ang painting.
"Uh-oh, don't touch my painting," he teased, a smug grin forming on his lips.
"Gago, Jester, akin na nga!" sigaw ko, sinusubukan pa rin itong abutin.
Pero mukhang enjoy na enjoy siya sa pang-aasar. Tumawa siya nang malakas habang lalo pang iniwas ang painting. "Nope, akin na 'to. It's mine now."
"Tangina ka, Jester! Akin na nga!" Napipikon na ako, kaya hinawakan ko siya sa balikat, pilit na inaabot pa rin ang obra ko.
"Name the price, Yuno. I'm serious," aniya, pero may halong pang-aasar pa rin sa boses niya.
"Hindi ko nga binebenta!" I insisted, pero alam kong lalo niya lang akong aasarin.
I lunged forward, grabbing hold of the edge of the painting, but Jester refused to let go. Hawak-hawak niya ito sa magkabilang dulo habang may ngisi sa mukha.
"Give it back," I hissed, pulling harder.
"No," he countered, tugging the painting closer to his chest.
We were both so focused on the tug-of-war that neither of us noticed how close we were to the bed. Isang malakas na hatak ang ginawa ko, dahilan para mawalan kami ng balanse.
Sa isang iglap, bumagsak kami pareho sa kama.
Nasa ilalim ako, habang nakadagan siya sa akin. The painting was caught between us, our hands still gripping it tightly.
Tahimik ang sumunod na segundo.
Jester's face was just inches away from mine, his breath warm against my cheek. His usual playful grin was gone, replaced by an expression I couldn't quite read. Bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko nang mapansin kung gaano kami kalapit.
"Yuno..." he murmured, his voice suddenly softer, almost tentative.
"Ano?" I whispered back, unable to look away from his eyes. His gaze flicked down to my lips, then back up to my eyes.
"I..." he started, but then he seemed to catch himself. His cheeks flushed slightly as he smirked, trying to recover. "I still want the painting."
"Gago ka talaga, alis nga!" pagpapalis ko sa kanya. I could feel the heat rising to my face as well.
Our awkward silence stretched on until I finally broke it by pushing him off me. "Ang bigat mo! Tumayo ka nga!"
"Teka lang," aniya habang tumatawa.
He shifted, this time sitting on the bed beside me, holding the painting close to his chest like a prized possession.
"Akin na," nilahad ko ang kamay ko at seryosong tumingin sa kanya.
Umiling lang siya na parang bata. "Ayaw."
"Kulit!" bugnot kong sabi na mas ikinatawa niya lalo.
"You want to pay your stay here, right?"
"Oo."
"Then this is what I require for your payment," he said, standing.
Hawak niya pa rin ang nude painting ko habang naglalakad papunta sa pinto. Narinig ko pa ang pasipol-sipol niya at halatang inaasar talaga ako. Before he could step back outside, he turned to look at me.
"That's a deal, Yuno, and that's final."
Narinig ko na lang ang pagsara ng pinto.
Puta, kung plano niya lang akong inisin ay kuhang-kuha niya talaga ang inis ko. I don't know what he was up to this time. A painting for payment? Gago ba siya?
At saka, he hated my nude paintings. Na kahit noon ay inaaway ako sa tuwing nakakita nito. And now... what's the sudden shift?
Napakamot ulo ako sa sobrang inis. My eyes landed on a paper down near the bed. Kunot-noo kong tinignan iyon bago kinuha. This is probably from Jester.
Napansin kong parang calling card ito dahil may numero at address itong nakalagay. Nang nilipat ko sa kabilang side, may nabasa akong:
Takahashi Swim League.