Notes:

Okay, so I really have to thank Marcy_Senpai on Ao3 for helping me get this chapter out because I had hit a wall pretty hard and really needed some fresh eyes on it. So Marcy_Senpai, THANKS A MILLION! You're wonderful!

I honestly hated how this chapter was coming along, but then, after getting some more feed back and another (shorter) step back, I think I like how it finally came out. Hopefully you all do too!

If you aren't comfortable with high schoolers sleeping around, maybe skip this chapter. This chapter is sort of a flash back chapter since it's Kuroko's first time with Hanamiya, and he and Kuroko met, and fucked, before the current aged up time line. Just a heads up.

And how you laughed when you said my name

The first time Kuroko had slept with Hanamiya Makoto was actually the first time they had meet back in high school. Kuroko had been walking through the park on his way home from Maji burger after school when, out of nowhere, a basketball came hurdling towards him. He didn't even have time to think about it before he reached his hand out, turning and moving with the momentum of the ball before throwing it back the way it came, all the while still sipping his shake. He may not have joined the basketball team, but he did often play with Kagami on the weekends, so he at least had gotten decent at catching and passing. He didn't even look back before turning to continue on his way home until he heard an angry curse of; "Motherfucker! That hurt!" in the direction the ball had been redirected to. Before he knew it Kuroko was surrounded by three very angry looking guys, one, with a very prominent, basketball shaped, bruise starting to form on his face. A face that had it not been snarling at him like a rabid dog, Kuroko probably would have appreciated .

"What the fuck man? Why'd you peg me like that? What'd I ever do to you, huh?" The angry teen demanded. You know, if you could really call this giant a teen. The guy was nearly a whole half a foot taller than him, so he was rather menacing to look up at while glaring like that. Not that he'd show it outwardly though, no, Kuroko stood his ground. If there was one thing that hanging out with Shougo had taught him, it was how to deal with bullies. The orange-red hair really worked for him though, it was a nice change of pace to the rest of the country's boring old blacks and browns and occasional blonds Kuroko thought to himself. He continued to sip at his drink until one of the others knocked it out of his hands and onto the ground below him.

"Feel like listening to us now?" The other boy sneered. Kuroko spent just a moment longer mourning the loss of his vanilla shake before looking up to glare at the three nuisances that had decided to impede his peaceful walk home . He was tired dammit, Kagami had kept him late to help with his assignments since without Kuroko's help he'd get kicked off the basketball team due to his bad grades. All he wanted was a milkshake, a nap, and maybe, if he could find someone good enough, a quick fuck. (not necessarily in that order.) That always seemed to help him relax. But these guys seemed determined to ruin his evening.

"You owe me a new milkshake." He stated simply after taking a deep breath and letting it out through his nose .

"Yeah well, you owe me an apology for this fucking black eye!" the first boy shouted, almost directly into his ear. Now, Kuroko was usually a very kind person and very rarely encouraged violence, but these guys had already nearly killed him, screamed at him, knocked his shake out of his hands, and then tried to deafen him. He was not in the mood for games anymore.

"Well if you didn't want to get hit with a basketball, why throw it at someone else? I was simply returning it to you. It isn't my fault you can't dodge a ball or catch worth a damn." Kuroko countered smoothly. To say that the three boys took that well, would be a lie. The redhead took the first swing, though Kuroko, being smaller was able to easily dodge the erratic attack. He countered with his own blow to the larger boy's gut, sending him falling back onto his butt clutching his stomach and moaning in pain.

"You fucking bastard!" he howled from the ground, but before either of the other boys could lay into him they were stopped.

"That's enough you dumbfucks. Yamazaki, he's right, it's your fault you got hit by the damn ball. Seto, Matsumoto back the fuck off." the newcomer demanded behind them. Kuroko was glad that he didn't have to fight anymore, but he was wary of who this newcomer was if he was able to so easily control his attackers. Though, he did have to admit that the guy was attractive. Bulky muscles weren't usually his thing, but he supposed there was an exception to every rule.

"What? But Hanamiya, look what he did to my fucking face! The kid has to pay!"

"Yeah, and look what that got you, laid out on your fucking ass by some middle schooler." The new stud, addressed as Hanamiya, retorted.

"High schooler. I'm a second year at Seirin thank you very much." Kuroko corrected tersely. Just because this Hanamiya guy was hot, did not excuse what his friends had been attempting to do to him. Then again, if he could swing it just right, he might be able to make the best of this bad situation. That was, assuming he could hook Hanamiya with the right words anyway. Hanamiya slowly moved his head to give Kuroko a twice over before narrowing his gorgeous forest green eyes on him in irritation.

"Does it look like I fucking care?" Oh man, the purr in his voice was giving Kuroko chills. And the sneer on his lips, oh fuck, it'd been a long while since he'd been with anyone willing to get rough with him. Most of Kuroko's partners saw his small frame and pale skinny limbs as a sign that he was some sort of porcelain doll with "FRAGILE, HANDLE WITH CARE" printed on his ass in big red letters. It was nice on occasion, but he was getting real sick of it real quick. This Hanamiya guy was giving off a better vibe though. If he could take this brute home, well, even if he did get punched it'd probably be worth it.

"Just thought you should know where to have your friend deliver my new milkshake tomorrow that he ruined so rudely just now." Kuroko huffed, nodding towards the boy on his left with slicked back black hair before gesturing down towards his feet at the mess the boy had made. This only seemed to make Hanamiya smirk though. Oh fuck, me, please! Kuroko's brain begged. That smirk was pure sin and he wanted it so bad. He had to play his cards right though. He had to somehow convince Hanamiya that sleeping with him was in his favor too.

"Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it if he doesn't? It's a fucking milkshake, who gives a damn?" Um, hold up, excuse him, what? Who was he to decide the worth of another man's milkshake? Huh? Was he the goddamn milkshake god or something? Well, he was a god of something alright, but Kuroko was pretty sure it wasn't his precious milkshakes.

"I do. And I'll report all of you to both your school, which, judging by the bag on your shoulder is Kirisaki Daiichi, and the police. After of course retaliating in "self defense" from being ganged up on so unfairly." Kuroko bluffed, never once breaking eye contact with Hanamiya. There was silence for a while before one of the other guys behind Hanamiya began laughing his ass off.

"Oh fuck, Mako chan, this kid has balls!" Mako chan? Oh, that was adorable. He was totally stealing that. Thank you background bubblegum friend for the best nickname ever!

"Shut up Hara." Hanamiya snapped, though, there wasn't much malice in his voice as he smirked, walking closer until Kuroko had to crane his neck upwards to keep eye contact. Hanamiya reached out with hands that screamed that they could strangle him easily, and grabbed Kuroko by his blazer front before leaning down into his personal space. "What's your name kid?"

"Kuroko, Tetsuya. And if you call me a kid again, I'll knee you in the dick." Shougo would be so proud of him if he could see him now. Hanamiya simply laughed and let go of Kuroko, shoving him back roughly.

"I'd like to see you even try, you'd be on your back so fast you're head would spin." Is that a promise? Kuroko wanted to ask.

"Is that all it'd take to get you on top of me?" Kuroko decided to answer, smirk ing . Hanamiya's eyes narrowed on him skeptically, as if trying to decide if he had meant what he'd said to be so suggestive. Kuroko crossed his arms and jutted his hip, a habit he'd picked up from his mother, as he waited for a reply of any kind. He heard more snickers from behind Hanamiya and noticed it was that Hara guy again who was cracking up.

"Are you gonna let him goad you like that boss~?" the silver haired teen egged as he blew another bubble with his gum, though, was cut short by the other boy next to him smacking him upside the head. He didn't seem too interested in what was happening, but at least he knew when to stop his friend from making things what he must have thought would be worse. "Ow, what the fuck Furuhashi?"

"Thank you Koujiro." Hanamiya mumbled as he looked Kuroko up and down once more. "And what exactly do you mean by that?" He asked carefully, snapping his fingers and gesturing behind him, having the three original bullies go join Hara and Koujiro.

"Well, I mean, I have been treated rather unfairly by your friends over there, and if you don't want me to go to your school board or the police, I might be willing to exchange that owed milkshake for a quick fuck, as your way of apologizing of course." Kuroko offered coyly . Hanamiya was quiet for a second before letting out a booming laugh that seemed to bring tears to his eyes. Check and mate.

"Kuroko, Tetsuya, you're an okay dude. Fine. I think that request can be filled." he smirked, and oh if Kuroko didn't love the way his name fell from those lips. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to hold back the moan that wanted to break free at hearing it said in such a rich voice, though hiding the slight shiver that raced down his spine was a bit harder.

"Glad we could come to an agreement." Kuroko managed to keep his voice even as he spoke, but good lord was he looking forward to this.

"Guys, I'm gonna go clean up this little mess you shitheads made, so why don't you all go fuck off for a bit." Hanamiya suggested, not taking his eyes off of the shorter male.

"Aw come on Mako chan, I wanna watch." Hara pouted.

"I'm not opposed to a round two." Kuroko shrugged and Hanamiya simply smirked.

"I think you'll find that my "apology" will last a bit longer than you're expecting. I doubt you'll be in any condition for anyone after I'm through with you."

"That's a pretty big claim, are you sure you can back it up?" Kuroko couldn't help the grin that was starting to pull at his lips in anticipation of what was to come. Before he knew it he found himself running through potential places that Hanamiya and he could use. There was the park bathroom, but Kuroko was leaving that as a last resort since he was none too fond of using such public restrooms for their designed purpose let alone staying in one long enough for Hanamiya to fuck his brains out. Outside was an option, but this was a pretty well populated park and there weren't many places that they probably wouldn't be discovered and reported, so that was a bust. They also weren't too far from his house, which would be ideal, and unless Hanamiya had another option, his grandmother would also be out until late that evening, while both his parents were away for work.

"I'll have you screaming my name before I even stick it in." Hanamiya smirked.

"And what name would that be exactly?" Kuroko asked, leaning forward into Hanamiya's personal space, baiting him.

"Hanamiya, Makoto. Get used to it, you'll be crying it in your sleep."

"Hmm, I like 'Mako chan' better. I think I'll scream that later. You know, if I were a screamer."

"I'll make you a screamer just for that ." Hanamiya scowled, turning Kuroko around by the shoulders and shoving him back up the sidewalk. "Now let's get out of here and settle this dispute."

"I thought you'd never ask." Kuroko's smirk widened as he began walking towards his house, Hanamiya in tow, hot on his heels. The walk to his home from the park was short, but it felt so much longer than it ever had before. Neither of them were talking anymore, and Kuroko felt himself getting hot under the heat of Hanamiya's stare on his back. He was definitely bigger than his usual type and more aggressive too, but that was alright. He was hot, and with an attitude like that, Kuroko was hopeful that he wasn't just all bravado. The teen had to have something to back up that ego in those pants. Once he saw the white of his front door behind the red of his front gate, Kuroko unclipped his key-chain from his bag and made sure to have his key in hand. He looked back to make sure Makoto was still there, and gestured to the little gate with his head. "It's that one." The older boy simply nodded and took that as his que to take the lead, surging ahead and practically dragging Kuroko to the gate, reaching over with his free hand to undo the latch on the other side, and practically bounding up the three little steps to his front door. Kuroko unlocked the door and before he even had time to put them back on his bag once stepping inside, Hanamiya had closed the door and had him pressed against the other side of it in a searing kiss. Kuroko figured he'd just take care of it later and dropped the keys along with his bag by the door before moving to wrap his arms around Hanamiya's neck, pulling the taller boy closer to him. He didn't usually like kissing, but something about kissing Hanamiya Makoto made it feel alright. He was so glad the house was empty right now though, seeing this would have probably given his grandmother a heart attack.

"Bedroom." Kuroko managed to mumble against Hanamiya's lips, though he was starting to wonder if that was really where he wanted to go seeing as both of them were quite enjoying the door. But, Hanamiya grunted and reached down to pick Kuroko up anyway, not even needing to tell the smaller teen what to do before his legs were around his waist. Hanamiya moved his hands to Kuroko's ass, one arm for support and the other to feel him up. Kuroko moaned into the kiss at the feeling of Hanamiya's rough kneading. Fuck , this was exactly what he had needed. He hadn't had time to find anyone in a while, and there weren't too many eligible guys at school. He'd asked Koganei senpai once when he had gone to watch Kagami's practice, but had been let down gently when the older boy had told him he was already in a relationship with Mitobe, another member of the team. And Kagami would often talk about Hyuuga's "weird three-way" relationship with both the team coach, Riko, and their team center, Kiyoshi, so both of them were out. Which really only left Kagami and the other first years that had joined the team, and none of them were really what Kuroko considered options. But Hanamiya, oh boy, Hanamiya was definitely just what the doctor ordered.

"Which door?" The raven haired boy asked as he began walking down the hallway.

"Mmm, the second on the right." Kuroko was having a hard time forming words as he felt his partner become more interested below the belt. This was turning out to be better than he had hoped. Soon his door was being kicked open (luckily the door hadn't actually been shut all the way, otherwise Kuroko might not have been quite as happy about the rough treatment of his home) and Kuroko was being thrown onto the bed. Quickly he began stripping, Hanamiya doing the same after making sure to close and lock the bedroom door. Once naked Kuroko reached down into his bedside table drawer to pull out both condoms and lube, setting them on the table as he settled in to watch his guest finish undressing. Hanamiya had started with is blazer, shrugging it off and onto the floor without a care before starting on his dress shirt, unbuttoning entirely too slowly for the bluenette 's liking . Kuroko's mouth watered with each new inch of beautifully well toned skin and muscle that was revealed to him.

"Enjoying yourself over there?" Hanamiya smirked as he eyed Kuroko's hand working along his member as he watched him undress. After that, the older boy made it a point to undress even slower, which, Kuroko hadn't known was even possible, letting his shirt hang at his elbows as he kicked off his socks and shoes before reaching for the button on his pants. Though by that point, Kuroko had apparently had enough of his little teasing since as soon as he saw an opening, the smaller boy's hands were all over him and Hanamiya's pants found themselves on the floor in record time. Kuroko moaned at the scene before him, mentally thanking every god he could think of for Hanamiya Makoto's dick. The outline of it pressing against the fabric of his boxer briefs was nothing short of absolute perfection. Kuroko dropped to his knees before leaning forward to pull the member into his mouth through the fabric of the offending underwear.

"Fuck." Makoto cursed under his breath, not having been expecting the sudden stimulation as he dug his fingers into the surprisingly soft head of hair between his legs. Makoto felt his dick twitch with every swipe of Kuroko's tongue and could only imagine the kind of magic the kid could do if there weren't underwear in the way. He was suddenly very glad he had locked the door. The last fucking thing he needed was the kid's parents walking in on this and ruining it before he got to cum, because dammit, he was invested now.

Kuroko grinned as he felt Hanamiya twitch against his tongue and marveled at how he seemed to get even bigger as the seconds wore on. Kuroko eventually reached up and pulled the now soaked underwear down, practically drooling at the sight of the massive cock before him. "Oh my god, you're gorgeous." Kuroko breathed as he set about licking and kissing Hanamiya's cock. Pumping him with his right hand, his left keeping himself balanced against the other teen's thigh. Hanamiya was longer and had more girth than any dick Kuroko had ever seen, let alone let fuck him, and he was excited.

The chuckle that echoed through the room lit Kuroko's blood on fire, and went straight to his dick. "You like it that much, huh?" Hanamiya teased, using his grip on Kuroko's hair to shove his face closer to his aching erection. The younger boy wasted no time at all sucking in as much of the massive cock as he could into his mouth. Hanamiya groaned as he felt Kuroko set to work, licking and sucking and bobbing his head on his cock. He obviously knew what he was doing, which made Makoto rather curious, but he could ask about that later, right now, he just wanted to fuck the kid so hard he'd forget his own name.

"Hey, Kuroko-"

"Tetsuya."

"What?" Makoto asked curiously, looking down to the kid below him who was no longer sucking his dick like he was a fucking sports drink.

"My name. Call me Tetsuya, Kuroko is my family name."

"Fine, Tetsuya, why don't you go over to your bed and get yourself ready for me." Makoto smirked.

"Mmm, for Mako chan? I don't know if even my whole fist would be enough." Kuroko teased as he got up off his knees and moved back over to his bed, grabbing the lube and pouring a generous amount onto his right hand before crawling up onto his bed using his left hand and right elbow to support him as he lifted his ass up, legs spread wide so his body was on full display for his guest.

"I don't remember giving you permission to call me that." Hanamiya retorted, clicking his tongue in mild irritation. Not that Kuroko really cared since he was pretty sure angry sex would be just as good as desperate sex where Hanamiya Makoto was concerned. Once comfortable with his left arm lying on the mattress in front of him and his head on his forearm, Kuroko reached back with is lubey hand and immediately sunk three fingers into himself all the way down flush with his hand. It burned slightly, but Kuroko didn't mind, enjoying the slight discomfort of taking too much too soon. He needed to get ready as soon as possible, as starting from one just sounded like it would take way too long. He slowly worked them in and out before starting to stretch himself, scissoring his fingers inside of his now very slick hole. Kuroko panted against his comforter, his dick aching to be touched, but unable to do so himself in his current position . He worked in his thumb next to the first three fingers and curled his pointer and middle finger just like he liked and loosed a moan so loud he was sure his neighbors had heard him. Hanamiya was on him so fast after that, rutting his hips up against him, his cock hot against his own. It was hard to continue working himself open with a body pressing so close to him like that, and so took it upon himself to instead reach down and use his still slick hand to pump both of their lengths together. Though, his hand was hardly big enough to encase both of them, it did at least add a bit of friction and pressure. His ministrations only lasted long enough for Makoto to open one of the condom wrappers though since as soon as he had it open, it was on and he was lining himself up with Kuroko's glistening hole. If the Olympics had an event for who could put a condom on the fastest, Hanamiya would probably have meddled.

"You know, you don't look like a slut, but with a show like that, you can't be a virgin." Makoto chuckled right next to Kuroko's ear, leaning over his lithe body as he pressed into him at an agonizingly slow pace. Kuroko groaned, trying to push his hips back to meet Makoto's but the other boy had an iron grip on his hips, keeping him in place. It was torture, delicious, delicious torture.

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not, though if you want your name on that list you'll have to actually fuck me, not just put the tip in." Kuroko chided.

"Mmmm, I will, don't worry, just paying you back for that little show and the attempted blowjob."

"It would have been a full blowjob if you hadn't so rudely pulled me off."

"What, and waste time with a refractory period before thoroughly wrecking this cute little ass of yours? Nah, we'll do that later, then I'll be able to cum all over your face."

"Fuck, yes." Kuroko groaned quietly , imagining Makoto blowing his load all over his face. He reached back up with his right hand to start pumping his very interested cock only to have Makoto grab it and pin it against the bed above his head as he slammed the rest of his cock into Kuroko's body. He couldn't help it, he screamed. The moan that was ripped from his throat was anything but quiet, and he'd swear later that the whole street had probably heard him just then.

"Oh my god, Makoto, fuck!" he panted as he got used to the new sensation. "Move, please, please please, god, move!" Kuroko begged, the feeling of being stretched so far past his limits was overwhelming. It stung, but at the same time, it felt like magic. Kuroko didn't have to know Makoto very well or see his face to know he was smirking. He could practically feel it ooze off of him in waves, and Kuroko couldn't hold in the whimpers of painful pleasure as Makoto pulled back agonizingly slowly. Barely moving an inch before pushing back in. The little micro thrusts didn't last longer than just enough to drive Kuroko wild with need before Makoto got serious and pulled out halfway before driving back in. After which, the older boy's thrusts became harsher and longer. At one point Makoto had pulled out all the way to the tip and then rammed back into him. Kuroko's moans were near continuous by now and every time he felt himself getting close Makoto would slow back down and make sure to cool him down . It was torture. But a torture he was more than willing to do again if he ever got the chance.

"I thought you said you weren't a screamer Tetsuya." Makoto mocked, sending a jolt of pleasure straight down his spine and directly to his dick. He moaned again. If Kuroko had believed in heaven, this would be it.

"I also told you to make me scream, so I guess I didn't lie." How he had managed to get that out so evenly neither of them were sure, but Makoto had definitely heard the strain in it. He was screaming himself raw, and it only boosted the larger boy's ego even more. Not that he needed Kuroko's help for that.

"I suppose so. You feel pretty good inside you know. I was worried you'd feel all loose, like old lady pussy, what with the way you went ham with three fingers earlier, and all that shit talkin', but your slutty little hole here is actually pretty tight." Makoto smirked, releasing his right hand from it's death grip on Kuroko's hip to raise up and come back down swiftly, smacking his bare ass harshly with the flat palm of his hand. Kuroko could hardly muffle the sounds he was makinging into his mattress, it was all too good. He sobbed with pleasure as Makoto repeated the action several more times, each coming down harder than the last. Kuroko could feel the heat radiating off of his ass from the spankings. He knew sitting in class tomorrow was going to be a chore now, but, it was totally worth it. He didn't last much longer, cumming violently against his own sheets as Makoto's hand collided with his ass again. He clenched around the monster dick inside him as he worked himself through his orgasm, pumping his cock until nothing was left.

Makoto was still going strong though,his thrusts faster now that Kuroko's walls were squeezing him tighter. The smaller boy just laid there, letting the larger teen use him however he wished. His body felt light and tingly, he'd never cum that hard in his life, and now that he'd had a taste of it, he wasn't sure he'd be able to just let Hanamiya walk out of his life after this was all over. He'd have to make sure he got the other boy's number before they parted ways.

True to his word of taking too long for a third party to be round two, Makoto had managed to work Kuroko back up and to another earth shattering orgasm before he himself had cum even once. Kuroko panted as he laid in his bed, carefully avoiding laying in his own mess as he tried to catch his breath. Makoto was still sheathed deep inside him as he too tried to come back down.

"So, about that round two." He chuckled between gasps for breath.

"Jesus fuck Tetsuya, let me catch my breath before you start begging for more, I haven't even pulled out yet." Makoto laughed, deep and out of breath. It warmed something in Kuroko's chest hearing it, but he simply chalked it up to post orgasmic glow. Oh yeah, this was definitely one of the better decisions he'd ever made.

Notes:

Aw, they're so sweet

HanaKuro might just be end game, who knows, I think Haizaki and Kazuya will both push the two love birds together despite their shared dislike of dating. You know, for the greater good and all that jazz.

Hopefully the next chapter won't take quite so long to come out.