Jirou was uncomfortably sitting in his chair in the school classroom, as he felt uneasy knowing that the other students were glancing at him while he had such an embarrassing device within his rump. He could feel its stiffness in his butt as his dick was even stirring with uneasiness. His right pants pocket held the controller as he tapped his right shoe against the floor while impatiently waiting for Nariko to arrive. It was the next day and a beautiful morning. The birds were chirping outside while the students were sauntering into the room one by one.
'I'm so tired. This thing practically poked me all night,' he thought. 'Why did I come up with such a terrible idea?' Jirou had his hands clasped in his lap while feeling nervous from the thought of erecting at any moment while in public. The dark-haired school project partner finally arrived as she sluggishly made her way to her seat beside him. "Good morning."
"Hey, good morning, Jirou," Nariko whispered. "You look like you got less sleep than I did." They heard the warning bell sound within the hallway notifying the students that they had five minutes to get to class. Nariko also appeared to be rather drowsy, but in a somewhat good mood.
"It's in a very annoying position," he uttered with a frown. "But, what about you? Are you inclined to begin?" He glanced down to see Nariko's left hand grasping the controller at the ready. A few minutes remained as the clock was consistently ticking away. The teacher Mr. Ganlu had emerged as he put his brown briefcase onto the wooden desk while standing over it.
"I was so exhausted from yesterday that I fell right to sleep," she explained. "But yes, once class starts I will feel it for the first time." She smiled and faced forward as Jirou slouched within his seat. He too didn't know what to expect, and the scenes from the erotic shows of students utilizing the toys while being called on in class rang in his thoughts.
Jirou slipped his right hand into his pocket and quickly switched it with his left. His right hand remained on his desk as if he was preparing to jot down the notes from class. The bell sounded, as the classroom was full of students and the instructor began to speak. Both Jirou and Nariko glanced at each other with mischievous thoughts as their fingers pulled out the electronic device before placing it onto the lap for observation. Jirou could hear the man at the front of the classroom speaking, but the words were overpowered by the perverted contemplation.
The male student eyed the controller and looked at the various options. There was the basic on and off, the shift option for wiggling, power volume, and the squirt button for the finish. His finger selected the on option as he began to feel the vibrator throb within his posterior from behind. He let out an uncontrollable and silent moan as he felt the indulgence envelop him rather in a jiffy.
'Anal is quite uncomfortable,' Jirou thought. 'I feel like I have to go to the bathroom.' He cupped the area with his left hand while holding the remote, and sensed his dick beginning to jerk with ado. His cheeks were a rosy pink, as he glanced over to see Nariko also exposing a mortified expression. 'She's enjoying it too.' He released a weak smile, and then gazed downward to watch his cock spring upward from the unruly erection.
'I'm hardening in the middle of class,' the student gasped. 'This isn't the first time though.' A lump formed between his thighs as his manhood pulsed while quivering and hardening. His fingers rubbed against it as he groaned beneath his breath in delight. It felt like the toy was rasping his tight anal hole while his clutch was wrapped around the exterior length of his own groin.
Jirou attempted to listen to the lecture, but his erotic daydream was too distracting. He selected the wiggle option as the vibrator began to fidget side to side. It felt like a tentacle was jerking about within his hind end, in which the tip kept probing against his insides. His dick was completely erect with the tip poking through his lower attire. Pre-cum began to trickle and dampen the area as if he was accidentally urinating in his pants.
'The tentacles feels so awesome,' the male teenager smirked. He widened his mouth as he felt himself beginning to sweat from the derisive and lascivious scenario. His hand continued to press against his cock as he finally let loose, unzipping the top of his pants, slipping his fingers against his incompliant skin after dropping the controller onto the chair seat, and rigidly stroked while masturbating himself. Each wobble of the tentacle's tip would cause overwhelming pleasure to tingle from head to toe.
'I'm going to come soon,' he grunted while biting his lower lip with anxiousness. His right hand lowered and swapped places with the other, in which his left hand grasped the remote with his thumb on the squirt button in position for the finish. He heard his chair begin to squeak as his fingers were viciously jerking off his dick while the tentacle vibrator felt like it had slipped completely within.
'My balls are swelling up!' His right hand palm dug a bit deeper, and began to caress his lower half of his manhood. Pre-cum was dripping down the sides and onto his presence while his eyes continued to stare at the controller. 'Just a bit more!' Jirou felt himself go over the edge as he withdrew his right hand, zipped up his lower uniform, and got into position for the climax.
"Jirou, can you answer the question for us?" the teacher Mr. Ganlu interrupted. His words echoed through Jirou's mind as the distraught student suddenly snapped back to reality. He sensed the ejaculation about to burst, as his thumb contiguously de-activated the adult toy. He was seconds away from exploding as the earthquake within his seat paused for a moment.
"Uh, what was the question?" His face was even hotter from the drastic attention, in which some of the students turned their heads toward his direction. He heard some giggles and sighs as the instructor simply shook his head. Nariko was also staring at him as she could tell from his face that he was in a restless arrangement.
"Wandering off again, aren't you, Jirou?" the irritated professor razzed. "Would someone else like to solve the problem instead?" The astonished young adult felt the spotlight turn away from him, in which he slouched in his chair a bit from disappointment. He softly heard another student speak up for him, in which he turned away from the classroom environment to relieve his full-grown cock.
'I hope I don't have to start all over again,' he whined. His thumb activated the tentacle vibrator once more, in which his manhood continued to throb and twitch from the rattling vibrations in his butt from behind. The user sat up, and arched his back a bit as he finally could feel himself about to ejaculate. 'I'm ready!' The youth grasped the desk with both of his hands, leaned forward while feeling the tentacle deeply penetrate him from behind, and wrapped his legs around the metal poles of the chair below. He pressed the squirt option, which sprayed hot water from the tip of the tentacle against his anal walls. He felt his cock spring back and then burst the steamy sticky semen onto his pants.
'It's like a real tentacle monster is violating me! I'm coming!' He widened his mouth once again and held back a bellowing moan as he jizzed his uniform while feeling the vibrator's tip continue to hump his anal canal. The release went on for several seconds as he began to heavily breathe. He turned off the vibrator and watched as his groin shrunk back to its normal proportions.
'That was the basic setting level,' he grinned. 'I can try the next setting during lunch.' The class continued on as he felt the exhaustion overcome him while he relaxed himself behind the desk. The front of his pants was a hot mess with the pale semen seeping through the zipper area. Jirou glanced over toward Nariko to see that she too was rather drowsy as if she just perfected her session with the tentacle vibrator.
"At least you didn't get called on," he whispered to her. The end of class bell sounded a moment later as the both of them leaned toward each other to talk. "So, what do you think? Feels like the real thing?" The male partner was eye level with her as she had pink cheeks and a bit of drool across her chin.
"I don't know what the real thing feels like, Silly," she laughed. "It was great, yeah, but I'm willing to try something else. Do you have any other toys with you?" Jirou shook his head, in which devious contemplation began to teeter in his fantasies.
"Want to try something more physical?" he wondered. "We have to move on to the next step as sex partners eventually." Nariko seemed a bit concerned but curious as she inched closer towards him. "Meet me at the restroom in the basement during lunch period." They both nodded in agreement and separated from each other while the other students were exiting the classroom. About three hours later the two students met at the assigned location, which was in the more decayed section of the school building where classes originally were held, but replaced with fresh classrooms on the upper levels.
"So which bathroom are we going to use for this?" Nariko thought aloud. They were both standing by the restroom doors as the hallway was dimly lit with pale walls, dark green lockers on both sides, classroom doors of wooden frames, and a rusty marbled floor with some broken patches along the tiled ceiling. The two doors were in cobalt blue with the women and men's signs on each one for labeling, or the men's room was on the left. "Personally the women's restroom is probably a lot cleaner and tidy."
"Okay then." Jirou extended his right hand forward as if encouraging her to step through the doorway first, or attempting to be polite. She went through the doorway, opening up the door first with a simple push of the hands, and then he quickly followed her inside. The door slipped shut behind them as it was a petite restroom with a basic glass window across from the doorway, four sapphire colored stalls to the left, and three sinks with mirrors to the right. The sinks were white with silver faucets on each, in which the walls were also a slight blue gray color. The ceiling and floor was a crusty white with plainness.
The two students stepped into the first stall on the left as Nariko was standing beside the toilet, but Jirou swiftly corrected the positioning with his hands grasping her shoulders, and swapping places with her while shoving her about, or the lass closest to the stall door. The stall was about thirty inches wide and forty inches long in dimension, in which she locked the area shut for protection. The toilet was milky with no seat cover, silver plumbing, and a gray toilet paper canister to the right of it. Jirou immediately sat down onto the toilet seat with his pants still on, but he suddenly began to unzip his lower attire.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" Nariko gasped with widened eyes. He exposed his bleached brief underwear that was semen coated with a somewhat repulsive stench as if he had ejaculated several times already that morning. He tugged the pants towards the floor with both of his hands, and then let off a wide smirk. Her eyes couldn't help but stare at the massive saclike lump of the garment deep between his upper thighs.
"Giving it some air," he retorted. "Phew, this vibrator is irritating my butt." His right hand lowered behind his back as he slipped it into his briefs, and shuffled it about while imploring for the vibrator's tip. He began to remove it with several loud grunts as his underwear stretched outward for a brief moment. The fingers were withdrawn and exposed the strongly utilized tentacle vibrator. The male student put the adult toy onto the top of the toilet paper cabinet, and let out a sigh of alleviation. "You do know how to do a hand job and a blow job correct? I think it's time that we move on to the next phase of our relationship with a bit of affinity masturbation. What do you think?"
"Oh, yeah, that's fine with me," the female student answered. "I can't take it in the mouth though. Not right now at least." Jirou nodded once again as she sat between his legs, which were immediately widened. She extended her hands forward and reached for the briefs as her fingers reached for the top hem on both sides, and towed it towards the floor. His waist and dick were exposed as she noticed that his lower limbs were not that hairy. The cock was diminutive or dormant with a lack of redness to it.
"I understand. I'll warn you when it's about to explode." Jirou gazed downward while watching Nariko's fingers fluctuating forward towards his manly groin. Her right index finger stroked the base of it as Jirou released a moan of sensuality. Feeling someone else's touch was a lot more sensible and profound than he expected. The fingers wrapped around the pedestal as the hand moved upward and downward. They both perceived the cock beginning to swell and spring upward with ado.
"It's growing and hardening so quickly," the feminine partner stated with a grin. Jirou was becoming speechless as her strokes were becoming determined, imposing, and hurried. It erected and increased in size as Nariko leaned forward while grazing the tip with her tongue.
"Licking on surface," Jirou muttered. Her left hand reached up and grasped his balls as the double treatment caused him to uncontrollably groan with delight. Her mouth suddenly swallowed the top as she felt the nip begin to throb against her tongue. "Sitting blowjob." The male victim smirked realizing that the student was playing out the Hentai game options for masturbation. "How about deep throat?" He abruptly grasped her head with his hands, and forced her downward while the penis was heavily pressed into her aperture.
Nariko let out muffled laments of discomfort as her mouth stroked upward and downward with the cock pulsing and close to choking her. Her hands gripped onto his thighs for support while pre-cum was beginning to drip from the tip's tiny opening and into her mouth. Jirou was losing self-restraint as he felt the raw and first blowjob cause his manhood to twitch and harden intensely. He was about to go over the edge as the sounds of sucking echoed throughout the bathroom stall. Her eyes were shut with faint tears forming from the rushed misconduct.
"I'm gonna cum!" Jirou withdrew his hands and arched his back as Nariko hastily stopped while pulling her entire self away from the pending ejaculation. She let out heavy breaths of alleviation while gazing at Jirou. He had his mouth wide open, his dick wriggling with life, loud whines of pleasure bouncing off of the walls, and his hands gripping the toilet seat for balance. "Ah! I'm cumming!" The groin sprung downwards and then upwards as the pale sticky semen exploded from the tip, and landed all over him.
"Wow." Nariko was flabbergasted seeing the penis ejaculating several times sounding like rain splashing onto the tiled floor. His grunts were obnoxiously clamorous like he was experiencing the most intense orgasm ever. His waist was wiggling from the tremors of the overwhelming orgasm. The scene ended as his cock began to droop and shrink while he began to stiffly pant.
"That was my first actual blowjob and handjob," he commented. "It felt really good. I'm sorry that I got so carried away though." He leaned forward and grabbed some toilet paper while beginning to wipe his semen off from the nearby surfaces.
"It's okay. At least you didn't cum in my mouth like I had asked," Nariko retorted with a faint smile. "Hearing and seeing you react like that made me feel rather frisky to be honest." Jirou nodded in agreement, but deep down he wished that he could have seen her expression while swallowing his hot seed. She stood up and sighed while glancing about as if feeling disgusted from the sight of the sticky ooze enveloping pretty much everything around them. She had backed up in time to dodge it all. "Now what?"
"Lunch is probably almost over, so I'll clean up, and we'll meet up later for another study session," the male student explained. "You can use the vibrator until then if you want to." He was too tired to see that the companion was attempting to persuade him to violate her somehow as she lightly suspired once again.
"It's not the same though," she whispered beneath her breath. The teenager departed from the stall, and shut the door behind her while continuing to hear Jirou wiping himself off with the toilet paper. The hours swiftly passed as the school day ended and the afternoon hours approached the horizon with the sun changing the sky colors to a mix of gold, violet, and scarlet. Nariko and Jirou were in his bedroom like planned working on the project together, or so they thought.
Nariko returned the clean tentacle vibrator with the controller back to its original owner as he had his hands deeply occupied in the cabinet drawer full of other adult toys. She was sitting by his desk in his rolling chair while still endeavoring to hint at the male accomplice. She seized his adult toy magazine, and began to flip through the pages with glee. He finally completed the organization, shut the drawer, and took a look at her from the bedside.
"Do you see anything in there that you would like to try?" he inquired while blushing a little. He felt like she was acting different than usual, either trying to make him feel guilty for his forced deep throat move, or the fact that she had a tentacle like object stranded in her for almost a full day.
"Not really," she razzed. "Maybe later." The female student put the magazine down onto the desk, and walked over to where he was sitting rather slowly as if exhausted or anxious. "There's something that I would like to talk to you about." Jirou felt his face grow hot with redness as he assumed that he was about to hear the end of it from her. "I want to try anal with you. I want to feel your ejaculation somehow, and that seems to be the safest method at the moment. I hope it's not too much of a request."
"N-no we can do it," he stammered. The male youth felt apprehensive all of a sudden knowing that he would have to penetrate her from behind, or taking away a part of her innocence for the first time ever. "We have an hour before my family returns home." Nariko beamed and sat on the bed as she readied herself for the anticipated moment.
End of Chapter Three