Fuyuhiko lay on his bed, reading a romance manga he'd purchased from the supermarket. He couldn't explain why he'd been so interested in some trashy manga with two cute boys on the cover, but he had been enjoying it quite a bit so far. The two boys were really cute together, and Fuyuhiko liked reading about them. The Yakuza just tried to ignore the feeling of jealousy he got when they were kissing.
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door, and Fuyuhiko jumped so hard he nearly fell out of bed. He quickly got to his feet and threw the book under the bed before turning around. Then he realized the door was locked, as he usually left it, so his panic had been for nothing. He sighed and walked up to the door.
"Who is it?" He asked.
"It's me." A voice came from the other side of the door. Fuyuhiko frowned. He hated it when people answered like that, but at least he could recognize the voice as belonging to Chiaki.
"What do you want?" Fuyuhiko asked in a rougher tone than he'd meant to.
"I wanted to come see you." She said, and Fuyuhiko's frown lessened, turning into a look of confusion.
"Why…?" He asked hesitantly. She was one of the last people he expected to want to come visit. Though that list wasn't very long, anyway.
"Can I please just come in?" She asked softly. Fuyuhiko paused for a moment, and turned to look at his room. It was tidy, as usual, but it never hurt to check anyway. The few decorations he'd put up were all clean and nice. Fuyuhiko sighed, and unlocked the door, opening it up to find Chiaki standing there, her hands behind her back, waiting.
"Hey!" She said with a smile. Fuyuhiko stepped aside to allow her to go inside. She stepped in, and immediately her eyes flicked around his room, examining it. She seemed to study the folding screen in particular. Once she seemed satisfied, she turned back to Fuyuhiko, who had closed the door once again. "Can I sit down?" She asked.
"Yeah, sure. I've got a-" Before Fuyuhiko could finish, she sat down on his bed, her body sinking into the mattress a bit. Fuyuhiko sighed, and, not really wanting to deal with moving the chair he was gonna suggest she sit in had to face her, he instead sat down cross-legged on the floor. He looked up and met her eyes, as he'd been taught to do. "So…?"
"You've got a really nice room." Chiaki said, looking around again.
"Thank you." Fuyuhiko said. The two of them became silent after that, and it only took a few seconds before Fuyuhiko could feel the awkwardness setting in.
"Seriously, why did you want to see me?" He asked, and Chiaki leaned back, setting her arms against the bed to prop herself up.
"Why do I have to have a reason?" She asked.
"Because...because…" Fuyuhiko said, originally full of confidence that he had an answer, but soon found that he didn't really. It took him a second to come up with something, "...because I'm not used to people just wanting to...talk…" Fuyuhiko realized that that wasn't really an excuse, just the truth.
"I'm sorry." Chiaki said, and Fuyuhiko's anger flared up.
"No, I didn't mean it like…" Fuyuhiko put a hand to his head and rubbed the space between his eyes. "Well, what did you want to talk about?"
"Have you ever done something with a girl?"
The question threw Fuyuhiko off so much that he had to do a double take. Surely she didn't mean... "What...do you mean by that?"
"Like, in a sexual way?" Chiaki asked, and Fuyuhiko was shocked by how plainly she said it. He knew she seemed to be the type who wasn't afraid to say what was on her mind, but still…
"N-no…" he answered honestly.
"Hm." Chiaki said. She put her hand against her chin and closed her eyes as she thought it over. Eventually, she opened them again. "That's a little surprising."
"Why?" Fuyuhiko asked, a hint of anger in his tone.
"Being the son of a yakuza boss seems like it would get you any number of girls to have fun with, right?" Fuyuhiko felt a lump growing in his throat. In all honesty, that was the case. He'd been shown prospective girls in the past, but despite his father's eagerness to get him a lover for whatever reason, he'd always denied them. As for why...well…someone popped into his head, a girl with beautiful silver hair and striking red eyes…
"N-no...nothing like that ever happened." Fuyuhiko simply lied. Chiaki gave him a look that said she didn't really believe him, but she didn't question further. Instead, she asked something else.
"Would you want to do stuff with a girl?" She asked. Fuyuhiko looked deep into her eyes, trying to find the reasoning behind these bizarre questions. Why was she prying so much?
"I mean...I suppose? Isn't that only natural for a guy my age?" Fuyuhiko said, going against his teachings and breaking eye contact. "Though I guess it would depend on who it was…" Again, a specific person appeared in his mind…
"I see." Chiaki said. The room descended into silence for a bit before she spoke again, asking an even more bizarre question. "Have you ever thought about doing something with a guy?" Fuyuhiko's shot towards the space under his bed, where the manga was left sitting, and he felt his face turn hot.
"N-no, of course not!" He said, looking away. Chiaki simply nodded, and they went into silence once more. Fuyuhiko eventually looked over at her out of the corner of his eye, and he saw her shift her legs, opening them up a bit. His eyes reflexively shot towards the movement, and therefore left his gaze between her legs. He could see under her skirt-
Fuyuhiko had to contain a gasp then, and he pulled his eyes away, back to Chiaki's. A dozen questions shot through Fuyuhiko's mind. Surely he'd imagined that, right? It...it would be rude to look again just to see it wasn't the case. But, she'd purposefully spread her legs, or else it seemed like she had, hadn't it? Was she inviting him to look? Why was she asking all these questions?
When Chiaki still didn't say anything, Fuyuhiko's curiosity only grew and grew, until it became unbearable. He brought his gaze back down to her skirt, and he could've sworn she spread her legs even more. What he saw made his eyes go wide.
It was shaded underneath, but he could swear she wasn't wearing any panties!
He quickly looked away again, and as he did, Chiaki suddenly stood. She began to walk over to him, and stopped right in front of him, leaving his eye level with her crotch, covered by her skirt.
"What would you do if a girl asked to do...stuff with you?" She asked. Fuyuhiko forced himself to keep eye contact. Had...had her eyes always been that...pretty?
"I, uh...I...um…" Fuyuhiko stuttered. If he had a better hold on his thoughts, he'd be upset to be showing weakness like that, but his mind was a bit jumbled at the moment.
"What would you do...if I did...this?" Chiaki asked, and grabbed her skirt. Before Fuyuhiko could react, she lifted it up, and Fuyuhiko did gasp this time. She was indeed going commando, as her bare pussy was only inches away from his face. His eyes moved all over the beautiful sight, taking in every detail of her pale skin and slightly pink lips.
"Ah-!" Fuyuhiko said, and he quickly backed up against the wall. "Why are you-?!"
"Fuyuhiko…" Chiaki said as she approached him, kneeling down in front of him as she pulled at the ribbon on her shirt. It came off in one swift motion before she began to unbutton her shirt. Her expression had changed to one of hunger.
"W-what are you doing?!" Fuyuhiko said as he tried his best to morph into the wall, and failed. Chiaki paused her unbuttoning to slip off her backpack and jacket, before resuming. Fuyuhiko couldn't help but notice from her large amount of cleavage that she wasn't wearing a bra either.
"I want to make you feel good~" Chiaki said in a seductive voice he never could've imagined from her. She finished unbuttoning the shirt, and pulled it off, throwing it aside as her large chest became fully visible to Fuyuhiko. Fuyuhiko couldn't help but stare at the masses of flesh before him. Strangely enough, the first thing he noticed was a small black spot on one of her breasts. The second thing he noticed was how her perky pink nipples were pointed and hard. Fuyuhiko felt a strain in his pants as he stared at her. Chiaki giggled as she looked down. "You're excited~" she said, and Fuyuhiko looked to where her gaze was to see a tent in his pants.
"N-no, I just-AHHH!" Fuyuhiko started, but suddenly cried out as Chiaki placed her hand against his crotch. She giggled again as she gently rubbed his erection through his pants. "Hnnng...mmmmm-!" Fuyuhiko groaned. He'd never felt another person's hand on it before, and it wasn't even direct contact, but it felt so good!
"I think he wants to come out~" Chiaki said, and before Fuyuhiko could stop her, his reflexes dulled by his arousal, she managed to undo his belt, and unzip his fly, reached inside, and pulled out his dick. Fuyuhiko felt his face burn as she stared at his dick. It wasn't anything spectacular, and might've even been considered a bit smaller than the average, but Chiaki didn't seem to care. She gently ran her fingers down his shaft, taking extra care when going over the veins that were pumping blood to his engorged organ.
Chiaki giggled as she let go of his dick and reached for her waist. She undid her skirt, and let it drop to the floor, stepping out of it and leaving her completely nude before him. The sight of her pale, gorgeous, nude body made Fuyuhiko's dick twitch. Seeing it move, Chiaki gripped his shaft once more and made Fuyuhiko gasp again. Chiaki moved forward, almost straddling Fuyuhiko as she shoved his face between her large mounds. He let out a muffled cry of surprise as his vision was engulfed by pale skin, and his senses were overtaken by pure softness and warmth. Well, that and Chiaki's soft hand on his dick.
Chiaki wiggled her body around, forcing Fuyuhiko's head to wobble as his face was pressed against her breasts. At the same time, Chiaki began to move her hand up and down, slowly stroking Fuyuhiko's dick. His body shuddered under her hand, making her smile wide.
"You know, I can see through your gruff exterior to see how cute you really are underneath." Chiaki said. Fuyuhiko tried to respond, but was unable to as he was smothered by her chest. "I want you to let me hear those cute moans~" she said, and began to pump faster. She leaned back a bit, which allowed Fuyuhiko to get his face free from her chest and just as she'd wanted, he moaned loudly. Her smile seemed to widen even more as she moved even faster. Chiaki moved her body down and pushed her chest against his as she moved in for a kiss. The kiss surprised Fuyuhiko, his eyes going wide as he was suddenly forced to feel her warm, soft lips against his. They seemed delicate, yet there was a surprising amount of passion behind them. Fuyuhiko eventually gave in to the kiss, and closed his eyes.
Chiaki didn't let up on his dick, though. She was going fast now, feeling it throbbing under her fingers. Fuyuhiko was forced to moan against her lips, the vibrations making Chiaki shiver. She continued pumping his dick more and more until she felt his body shudder, and his dick erupted. Cum shot out of the head, spraying onto Fuyuhiko's clothes, the floor, and even on Chiaki's side. She immediately felt it's warmth and stickiness as it poured out of him. She finally broke the kiss, and Fuyuhiko panted as he let everything flow out, until he was completely empty. Once he was done, he slumped back, his breathing ragged. Chiaki stood up and looked down at him. She watched him for a few moments before she walked over to the door, and opened it.
"Your turn~!" She said enthusiastically, and stepped aside to allow someone else to enter the room.
"I told you, I'm not so sure about this…" Hajime said as Chiaki closed the door behind him. Hajime looked down, and couldn't help but cringe at the sight of Fuyuhiko with cum staining his black outfit. Fuyuhiko looked up at Hajime, and it took a couple moments for the realization to set in. Fuyuhiko's face burned as he quickly tried to shove his dick back inside his pants.
"Wh-what are you...doing here?!" He shouted between breaths as he struggled to get to his feet on shaky legs. Hajime stared at Fuyuhiko, surprised to find that when Fuyuhiko was blushing like that, he actually looked...kinda cute. Hajime shook his head and looked over at Chiaki.
"Do I have to?" He asked.
"Please? I'll let you do whatever you want next time!" Chiaki answered, and Hajime visibly perked up.
"R-really?" He asked, not quite believing it. Chiaki nodded vigorously. Hajime stared at her for a while before Fuyuhiko growled.
"Excuse me! Can someone tell me what the hell is happening?!" He shouted. The two ignored him and Hajime finally sighed.
"Fine, what do you want me to do?" He asked.
"First…" Chiaki leaned over and whispered in Hajime's ear. As she told him what to do, his eyes widened, and his expression turned into one of slight disgust. When Chiaki was done, and leaned away again, Hajime looked at her again.
"Really?" Chiaki nodded, and Hajime sighed once more, nodding. Chiaki started to clap, and Fuyuhiko looked between the two with a look of confusion.
"What are you two whispering about?! Why are you still naked?! What's going on?!" Fuyuhiko demanded. Chiaki silently walked over to him, and moved behind him. Suddenly, she grabbed his arms, and pinned them behind his back. "H-hey! What are you doing?!" Chiaki didn't answer, and simply looked towards Hajime. Hajime walked over and got down on his knees. "Hey, answer me! What are you doing?!" Both of them stayed silent as Hajime grabbed Fuyuhiko's belt and pulled it the rest of the way off, throwing it aside. As Hajime began to unbutton the pants, Fuyuhiko began to panic.
"Hey, seriously, what are you doing?! Stop this! Let go of me!" He demanded, but Chiaki's grip was surprisingly strong, and soon, Fuyuhiko's pants were around his ankles. Hajime forced his legs up, and pulled the cum-stained pants completely off, leaving his underwear as the only thing between Hajime and Fuyuhiko's dick. "I swear to god I will-" Fuyuhiko was cut off as Chiaki suddenly placed her mouth on his neck as she pressed her breasts against his back. She started to suck at his neck, and his legs trembled. Fuyuhiko completely forgot what was going on for a moment, and Hajime took the chance to hook his thumbs into the waistband of Fuyuhiko's boxers, and pull them down. By the time Fuyuhiko's thoughts returned to the problem at hand, his boxers were completely off, and Hajime was left staring at Fuyuhiko's flaccid penis.
"Don't you dare-" Fuyuhiko warned, but it was useless as Hajime reluctantly grabbed Fuyuhiko's penis. Fuyuhiko gasped, and then shuddered as Chiaki nearly bit down on his neck. He never would've expected someone sucking at his skin could feel so good. But that was the problem right now!
Hajime examined Fuyuhiko's dick, and opened his mouth to say something, but stopped. He looked up and while at first it seemed like he was looking at Fuyuhiko, he was actually looking at Chiaki. Fuyuhiko couldn't see her expression, but whatever it was, it was enough to get hajime to continue. He took a deep breath, moved close, opened his mouth, and shoved the head of Fuyuhiko's dick inside it.
The first thing Fuyuhiko experienced was warmth. The second was Hajime's wet saliva coating his head. Despite the situation, the way Hajime's saliva felt against it started to turn Fuyuhiko on, and he felt his dick twitch once again. Surely he wasn't actually starting to enjoy this, was he?
While Fuyuhiko originally intended to try to escape Chiaki's grasp, Hajime suddenly looked up at him. For some reason, the sight of Hajime's expression as he sat there with Fuyuhiko's dick in his mouth made Fuyuhiko's heart start to beat really fast, and his resistance faltered. Just then, Hajime opened up his mouth and allowed more of Fuyuhiko's dick to enter inside. Fuyuhiko was a bit horrified to find that his dick was beginning to harden and expand once again, and the feeling of Hajime's warm, wet tongue against his shaft definitely wasn't helping. Neither was Chiaki's lips against his neck and her boobs against his back.
Fuyuhiko felt his knees wobble as Hajime suddenly moved forward, taking all of Fuyuhiko's dick in his mouth. Fuyuhiko saw Hajime cringe when Fuyuhiko's pubic hair touched his face. Once again, Hajime looked up at him, and something about that expression stirred something deep inside Fuyuhiko, something he couldn't quite explain, and didn't know if he wanted to.
Hajime moved back, then forwards again, repeating the motion as he sucked on Fuyuhiko's shaft, causing it to expand more and more as it approached another full erection. Like Fuyuhiko, while Hajime had seemed hesitant at first, the longer they went on, the more Hajime seemed to get into it. His eyes were closed, and his face was relaxed as he sucked off Fuyuhiko. It almost seemed…blissful. Fuyuhiko felt Chiaki pull away from his neck before he heard her giggle. Then, she began to nibble on his ear, making him shiver. Chiaki moved her hands underneath his shirt, caressing his chest, and even using her delicate fingers to tease his nipples a bit. Fuyuhiko didn't think he could be turned on by such a thing, but his raging erection said otherwise.
Speaking of, Hajime had become much more frantic as he thrust his face into Fuyuhiko's crotch over and over, desperately sucking him off.
"Ahhh~!" Fuyuhiko moaned, and felt his face instantly turn beet red. Hajime opened his eyes just enough to look up at Fuyuhiko. Fuyuhiko didn't know how he could tell, but he could see Hajime smile. He closed his eyes again, never having stopped sucking.
At this point, Fuyuhiko was feeling it coming again; he was gonna cum again, and Hajime was gonna take it all in his mouth. Fuyuhiko wondered if he would swallow his cum, and the thought of it only strengthened his arousal. Fuyuhiko felt his hips suddenly move on his own, and he slowly started to thrust forward as Hajime moved in, pushing his dick deeper down Hajime's throat. The action made Hajime gag at first, but he quickly readjusted, and became relaxed once again. Fuyuhiko felt the urge to grab Hajime's head and hold it against his dock, and move it himself, but he managed to hold back, not wanting to push any further than Hajime was already going. For some reason, Fuyuhiko didn't want this to stop anymore, no…he wanted to finish.
And so he kept thrusting, a little harder each time as the pressure inside continued to build. As if she could sense it, Chiaki placed her fingers against both of his nipples, rubbing them with vigor.
"Mmmm….ahhhhh~!" Fuyuhiko gasped as his thrusts suddenly became super fast, as if his hips had a mind of their own, and before he knew it, Hajime's face was against his crotch completely as Fuyuhiko came. He felt his warm semen short straight down Hajime's throat. He had his eyes closed, but he heard Hajime gag on his cum for a minute before he was able to recover. Whatever didn't go down his throat directly, Hajime slurped up and swallowed, just as Fuyuhiko had hoped. Fuyuhiko was clenching his teeth as he continued to have one of the biggest orgasms of his life, and once it was done, and Hajime had pulled away, he felt himself collapse, nearly falling to the floor before Chiaki caught him. His heart raced as he struggled to regain his breath. His dick hung semi-hard, still lightly dripping with cum. Hajime stood up and wiped his mouth before walking over next to Chiaki.
"So…what now?" He asked Chiaki as she gently laid Fuyuhiko on the floor. Both of them stared at his pale, skinny ass. It looked pretty nice, all in all. Chiaki leaned over and whispered to Hajime, who went wide eyed and looked back at her in shock.
"What?!" He exclaimed.
"Pleaaaaase?" She asked, and gave him puppy dog eyes that instantly pulled at his heart. She was promising to do whatever he wanted next time, so maybe it would be worth it? Plus…he'd enjoyed that blowjob more than he'd liked to admit…
"Fine…but I don't have any-" before he could finish, Chiaki walked over to her backpack that was lying on the floor and opened it up. She retrieved a small bottle and tossed it to Hajime. Hajime caught it and examined it. "Oh…" he said, as he quickly found that it was a bottle of lube. She'd come prepared.
"Let's get him to the bed." Chiaki said, and Hajime nodded. The two of them lifted a dazed Fuyuhiko up and over to the bed, where they bent his body over so his top half was lying on it, while his nude bottom half sat on his knees. Hajime sighed and opened the bottle, squirting some onto his finger. Chiaki stripped Fuyuhiko of the rest of his clothes, leaving the small boy just as naked as her. As Hajime rubbed the lube over his finger, Chiaki placed her hands against Fuyuhiko's ass cheeks.
"Oooo, they're soft…" she admired, and Hajime couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Though, he wasn't quite sure who he was jealous of…
Hajime approached Fuyuhiko as he got on his knees again. Chiaki grabbed Fuyuhiko's cheeks and spread them open, which finally got Fuyuhiko's attention.
"Hey, what the hell are you—ahh!" Fuyuhiko suddenly cried out as Hajime pushed his finger against Fuyuhiko's asshole. The sensation was strange and the lube felt cold against him. It made Fuyuhiko shiver. But then, Hajime started to push his finger inside. As soon as it barely entered him, Fuyuhiko felt an intense rush over his entire body that he'd never felt before.
"Ahhhhh~!" He moaned. The sound made Hajime pause for a moment before he continued. He gently moved his finger around, wiggling it around inside him. For some reason, the feeling was immensely amazing in a way he couldn't explain.
Hajime slowly made his way deeper inside, and the further he went, the more intense that feeling became, and the more Fuyuhiko wanted to simply just moan. Instead, due to trying to hold it in, he was simply making grunting noises.
Yet those noises were doing something to Hajime that made him start getting into it more. He now almost had almost his entire finger inside, and was shifting it around, feeling the tightness of Fuyuhiko's asshole against his finger. Fuyuhiko's moans only increased in intensity, as he was now unable to hold them back anymore, which only turned Hajime on more. Hajime was surprised by just how much he was getting into this.
Hajime made a mental decision and gently prodded Fuyuhiko's anus with a second finger, before he gently eased it inside. As soon as it entered, Fuyuhiko lurched, almost causing Hajime to lose his grip. He managed to maintain it, though, and he pushed the finger in deeper, and eventually, the asshole gave way to it, as if welcoming it.
"Ahhhh…mmmmmm!" Fuyuhiko continued to moan as he clutched the bed sheets tightly in his hand. Hajime was surprised that he wasn't fighting back at all.
Eventually, Hajime felt confident enough to move on, and he removed his fingers. Once they were out, Fuyuhiko visibly relaxed, breathing in deeply and exhaling soon after. Hajime stood up and started to undo his pants. Soon, his pants and boxers were around his ankles, then off his feet completely, and Hajime was surprised to find himself with a full erection. He'd been enraptured by the feeling of Fuyuhiko's anus and the sound of his moans that he hadn't noticed. That was amazing, in all honesty.
As Fuyuhiko was starting to stand up, Hajime suddenly grabbed his hips as he brought himself closer. Chiaki was still holding his cheeks open, and Hajime moved forward until the head of his throbbing dick was pressed against Fuyuhiko's asshole.
"H-hey, what are you doing?!" Fuyuhiko said as he looked over his shoulder at Hajime. When he saw Hajime's dick, his eyes went wide and his cheeks turned a deep red. His words seemed to catch in his throat as he simply stared at it, so much so that Hajime began to feel self conscious, and so, before he could hesitate, he pushed his hips forward, and the head entered Fuyuhiko.
"AHHHHHHH~!" Fuyuhiko cried out in what seemed to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. Hajime felt his dick throb at the sound, but also at the feeling of tightness around his head. Fuyuhiko's asshole was wrapped firmly around his head. Taking a deep breath, Hajime pushed in deeper. Fuyuhiko cried out again, but this time it seemed more like a moan than a cry of pain. He was gripping the bed sheets so tightly that his knuckles were white. Hajime had to take a break again as he was amazed by just how tight Fuyuhiko was. In fact, he wasn't even sure how much further he'd be able to go. This wasn't something he was familiar with.
But Hajime wanted to give it a try, so he steadied himself, and pushed in just a bit more. Fuyuhiko's moan was the loudest it had been, and Hajime couldn't help but shiver. Why was the sound of Fuyuhiko's moans turning him on so badly?!
By then, Hajime was about halfway inside, but with the way Fuyuhiko was trembling, he wasn't sure he should attempt to go any deeper. It already felt so tight that it felt like Fuyuhiko's insides were choking his shaft and head. But it felt strangely good.
Everyone sat in that position for a few moments, the only sounds being Fuyuhiko and Hajime's breathing. Hajime broke the silence by suddenly pulling back, then slamming himself forward a bit. Fuyuhiko's back arched as he tilted his head up, moaning loudly. Hajime was trying not to push in any deeper than he'd already gone, but it was hard to control it as he pulled away and shoved himself forward again, then again, then again.
Before long, Hajime was left thrusting in and out of Fuyuhiko's anus, watching as the boy's small body shook with every thrust. It was shaking so much that Chiaki was having trouble holding his cheeks open, not that it would have mattered that much.
Hajime was gripping Fuyuhiko's hips tightly as he thrusted into him, feeling the tightness fade away little by little as Fuyuhiko's asshole seemed to open up to Hajime's dick. But, for some reason, Hajime suddenly moved one of his hands away from Fuyuhiko's waist and shoved it into the side of Fuyuhiko's mouth, pulling at it, and making Fuyuhiko jump in surprise. Hajime was surprised that he'd done such a thing, but he was even more surprised when Fuyuhiko didn't seem to do anything to stop him. He simply continued moaning, though it sounded different with Hajime pulling at his mouth, but somehow in a way that turned Hajime on even more.
He was beginning to move faster now as he pulled hard at Fuyuhiko's mouth, forcing his head to shift back a bit, and leaving it facing upward. The inside of his mouth was unsurprisingly warm, but felt nice in a weird way.
Hajime felt his balls slap partially against Fuyuhiko's body as he thrusted harder and harder into the small boy, the pressure building up inside him. He wasn't sure if he should finish inside Fuyuhiko or not, but with how Hajime's head was swimming, it was hard to concentrate on any one thought other than his dick sliding in and out of Fuyuhiko.
Fuyuhiko continued to tremble and moan as Hajime felt himself starting to slow down, but continued to thrust hard as he felt his climax approaching. Hajime looked up to see Chiaki smiling at him. Hajime groaned as he gave one last thrust, making the final decision as he pushed himself as far in as he could as he came. Fuyuhiko cried out in surprise as he felt something warm and thick fill his insides, quickly leaking out onto the ground. It felt wrong, yet so right as it flowed through him and out of him.
Meanwhile, Hajime's body lurched as it erupted in waves, until there was nothing left but cum leaking out the sides of his dick onto the stained floor. Hajime pulled out, splattering more onto the floor as Fuyuhiko collapsed onto the bed, his entire body shaking viciously. Yet, he had a smile on his face.
"Holy…fuck…" he said between rapid breaths. He sat there, half-laying on the bed for a while before he looked over his shoulder. That wide smile he had started to slip as he was met with the wicked smiling faces of Hajime and Chiaki, both completely nude with looks of hunger in their eyes…..
Hajime looked down at the unconscious Fuyuhiko as he got dressed. Cum stained his bed nearly everywhere after he and Chiaki had basically nearly stimulated Fuyuhiko to death, knocking him out. Hajime had to admit that Fuyuhiko looked so cute and peaceful when he was asleep.
"So you liked it then~?" Chiaki asked as she pulled up her panties, then reached for her bra.
"Y-yeah…" Hajime admitted, and Chiaki laughed.
"I told ya so!" She said.
"Yeah so…um…" Hajime struggled to say what he wanted to say, and Chiaki raised an eyebrow. "Am I…bi?"
"You mean bisexual?" She asked, and Hajime slowly nodded.
"I mean…I really liked it…like…a lot." He said, looking down at Fuyuhiko again. "His moans just…hit something deep inside me…"
"Don't worry about it too much." Chiaki said as she finished fastening her bra and started to put on her shirt. "Plus, that's a good thing, I think. It means you have more options."
"I mean, I guess, but…" Hajime stopped, and Chiaki waited for him to continue, but he never did, so they finished getting dressed in silence.
"Should we clean up?" Chiaki asked.
"We should…but in all honesty, I'm exhausted." Hajime admitted, and Chiaki nodded.
"Sorry, Fuyuhiko." She apologized. "We can help him if he needs us to." Hajime nodded, and with the two of them now dressed, they headed to the door. They opened it, and the two of them gave him one last look before they walked out and closed the door behind them.
"Soooo, about our deal?" Hajime asked.
"Right, what do you want me to do?" Chiaki asked, getting straight to the point, as always. Hajime smiled as they walked back to Chiaki's cabin.
"Well…I have a few ideas~"