Nagisa was late.
Makoto had invited him over on the pretense of studying. In reality the two friends would probably end up blowing off studying and
work in general. But Makoto wanted more than to just see his young friend. He loved Nagisa but could not articulate his feelings to him. Every time they met, he longed to yell his feelings at him. But the risk of losing his friendship was to much. As Nagisa invaded more and more of his thoughts
he subconsciously clutched his penis through the black pants he was wearing. As he imagined Nagisa's petite body enveloped in his own, he grew more and more aroused. He began to stroke his cock, which was still held back by his clothing. Looking at the clock he realized that it would probably be a
while before Nagisa arrived. After all he could not greet his friend fully erect. He quickly removed his pants and tight fitting green underwear. His
Manhood burst forth and wobbled slightly in the air. Makoto lay back and grabbed the base of his shaft with his right hand. Then, thinking of Nagisa's
cute little body he began to rub his cock. He closed his eyes and imagined Nagisa's body, the body he had seen so many times before in the pool and
change room. This time however he saw it in a different light. The thought of his tight ass and soft flaccid penis exited Makoto. He began to lose himself
in lewd fantasies. His hand accelerated as he came closer and closer to orgasm. He began to moan his desired lovers name
"Nagisa-channnn". He was so deep in his fantasies that he did not notice the small face that was peeping between the door and the wall.
Nagisa face was flushed. This was a side of Makoto that he had never thought of before. At first he intended to push the door open and snap his friend back to his usual kind self. But despite his intentions he began to get aroused. He wanted to deny his feelings but he felt a certain love for Makoto. More than the love between friends. It was as if he had always felt love for him but had suppressed the
feelings. Now as he stood watching Makoto, he hesitated. He could accept the feelings he had for Makoto or he could deny them. With a deep breath he forcefully opened the door.