「Bewitched in this Sweet Trap」
Now that he mentions it, instead of wanting oxygen, I think my mouth is open and
in-want of the man's tongue. His hand massages my flat chest several times and then
gently flicks my nipple.
“Ah! Uuh......gu.”
My hips jerk. It's so arousing that it's nothing compared to being touched through
my shirt. He pinches it with his fingers and I see that it's getting hard. Sweat starts to
form all over my body.
“You like it, here?” He asks me, and I slightly shake my head. I can't admit this.
“You're so stubborn. I'm going to make you feel even better,” says the man and
then licks his fingers. He touches my nipple again with these fingers.
“Aah......ah......no!”
“Just by getting a little bit wet, you're more excited than you were a while ago,
aren't you?”
It's exactly as the man says. I feel that I've become more sensitive than before.
“Actually, there's a much better way.”
“No, what......?”
He draws me closer. Simultaneously, the man's head sinks into my chest.
“Hya! No......no......aah! Aah......”
He sucks the erect nipple so much that it hurts. Now he continuously licks the
throbbing nipple like he's calming it.
“No! Ah! Noo......nngh!”
What is this? This strange feeling makes me tightly hold on to the man's head,
consequently drawing it closer to me and increasing the feeling further.
“No, it tingles......Ah, aah...... ngh! No!”
“Don't rock your hips while saying no.”
“......I'm not, I'm not......rocking.”
“You're hitting my groin with your lewd dick.”
“N- no, I'm not......”
“No? Then what's this? You're pants are soaked.”
He inserts his hand inside my opened-up pants and rubs the top of my underwear.
The man is right; a wet sound reaches my ears.
“Aah! ......No, that's......”
The embarrassment is killing me, but I don't think I want him to stop.
“No? Isn't this your shameful cum that's soaking up my hand?”
“......No!”
The man moves his hand as he licks my nipple.
“Stop......! No, please......!”
“You’re not being honest. You know you like it.” Near my chest, a voice full of
delight says this and a hand immediately slides inside my underwear.
“Aah......ah, aah......ee......”
He sucks on my nipple, rubs my genitals, and a feeling that surfaces inside me is
so strong that I feel dizzy. I can't fight it. I'm going to come like this.
“You look like you've never masturbated before. It's cute.”
“Aah......nn!”
“Can you hear it? Your lovely cock is saying it feels good. It's wailing.”
“N......no, let......go.”
My body is melting. This is so ridiculous. A strange molester is touching me and
I've become this way.
“Please......let me......”
“Too bad. It's too late now.”
I don't even have time to think about what he means by too late, but I immediately
understand when the man moves, right after he says this. The man opens the front of his
pants and takes out his dick.
“N- no......!”
I'm scared. It's the first time I've seen someone else's penis and it’s completely
different from mine. It has shape and size. I can see the vein from being up so close, and
I'm really scared. I automatically withdraw my hips. But he pulls me towards himself.
“You're a good boy, so keep a little still.”
“But......I'm scared.”
From the bottom of my heart, I am truly scared and I want him to stop. But for
some reason I don't feel disgust towards the man at all. This is my first time, but surely
I'll manage somehow.
“Idiot. It does nothing to be scared here. Both of us are just going to feel good.”
The man smiles. His smile looks terribly kind and I can't help staring at him. Then
I immediately open up to him; because he starts to rock my hips.
“Aah......nngh!”
At that moment, I feel numbness starting to crawl up from that spot.
“No......! Ah, I don't......like this......”
“Liar. It feels good, doesn't it?”
He's rubbing me. His cock and my cock are rubbing together and it becomes all
slippery.
“..........Nngh, no, ah, ah, no!”
It is so disgraceful that I can't stand to watch it. I cling to the man's shirt.
“Don't make such a sweet face.”
He lowers the words into my ear as he licks it.
“Noo......ah, hya......!”
He runs his tongue around my ear and even into the inside of it.
“Ah, ah, no, NO!”
I hadn’t known that I could get aroused even in this kind of place.
“Your hips are shamelessly vibrating.”
“Noo......nngh! Oh, no!”
“It's hopeless already.”
“N- no......aah......uugu......!” I can't hold it in anymore. Even though I'm thinking
that this is wrong, having my genitals be stuck to this stranger's feels too good. “Ah, aah,
what......what should I do? I'm......coming!!”
The moment I bring this up, the man's lips cover my mouth. When I lean back, the
ceiling before my eyes looks distorted and after that, everything turns white so I can't
make out what's what anymore.
When I come back to my senses, I'm being held by the man in the same position
so I must have lost consciousness for a short time. We're finished and my pants are closed
up again so it feels strange.
“You did good for a beginner.” The man grins. When our eyes meet, for some
reason I get shy again as I recall the pain that had seized my heart, and I instantly cast my
eyes downward. He helps me get up and leaves the cubicle.
“Later. This was fun.” With just a few words, the man leaves me behind in the
bathroom. I absent-mindedly lean against the wall, unable to move from the place for
quite some time.
* * * *
I hand over 10,000 yen (~$100) as I pretend to stand in line to use the toilet.
“Thanks,” Ienaga's tone of voice doesn't seem like he is thankful at all as he
shoves the 10,000 yen bill into his pocket. Ienaga is about to leave as usual, after that, but
turns around and looks at me, not hiding the smirk on his face. “Did you get molested?”
My heart leaps with shock because I remember the events from yesterday.
Conveniently enough, for a moment, I feel anxious that he had seen me at that time, but it
doesn't appear to be the case. When I keep silent, he laughs at me.
“Well, hang in there. I was just curious for some reason.”
Wondering what is so funny, I can hear his laughter even after he leaves the
bathroom. I bite my lip. Yesterday I had a chance to steal money from the molester but
behaved shamelessly instead. After I somewhat calmed down, I felt extremely ashamed
of myself for being flustered and getting felt up in a public place by some guy I didn't
know. And yet, I could hardly sleep last night as I found myself thinking about him over
and over again, even after I returned home and went to bed. He had been a stranger – in
his mid twenties, tall, and good looking. He didn’t need to molest me; if he was really
seriously looking for a sex partner I’m sure that there are a lot of people who would
approach him. He must have done this out of curiosity or on a whim.
He probably chose me because I just happened to be close by. I let out a sigh. My
chances of meeting him again at the train station are lower than zero since hundreds and
thousands of people use it. Even if I use the same train everyday, it will be impossible to
find him during rush hour.
“Where has teacher gone off to?”
I look up as I suddenly hear a voice outside the bathroom. At the same time, I
come to my senses. What in the world am I thinking? It's like I want to see the man again.
“......As if.”
I slightly shake my head and leave the bathroom.
“He left all of a sudden.”
“Hey, have you seen Mr.Kuroki?”
I come across the girls as they're chattering away, asking each other about where a
teacher named Kuroki had gone. This is the teacher who happened to save me last time,
but I don't have any interest in him so I pick up my bag that is lying in a corner and head
towards the stairs.
“Sorry. Here I am.”
The voice sounds unexpectedly close by. I reflexively turn around to see a man in
a white lab coat come out from exactly the bathroom I was just at.
“Ohh~ you were in the bathroom. But why were you all the way here in the
second years' bathroom?”
He answers the girl's question: “Oh, I just had some business to take care of.”
Wearing a white lab coat, the teacher called Kuroki shrugs.
“Mr. Kuroki. Hurry, come here.”
“All right, all right.”
The girl has a chemistry textbook in her hand. It looks like she had been searching
for Kuroki in order to ask him questions, but now she just happily starts talking to him
instead of opening up her book. I can't move even a single step and remain standing in
the same spot for quite some time. After a while, Kuroki's eyes turn my way. A cruel
smile appears on his lips; then he leaves the girl and slowly comes over to where I am
standing frozen in place.
“Thank you for yesterday. Shiromoto Tomoya, is it?”
I swallow hard. My heartbeat intensifies. I am confused and can't even make a
sound.
What is this?! What is the man from yesterday doing here!?
“......No way.”
This can't be real. But the reality is that the man from yesterday is right here
before me.
“You- you're Mr. Kuroki?”
He nods.
“No way,” I say for the second time and take a step back.
Right away, Kuroki reluctantly frowns.
“Stop saying ‘no way’. I came all the way here to talk to you.”
I can't believe him, obviously. Up until now, he had been a stranger and I had
thought that I would never see him again. My bangs brush my lashes when I blink my
eyes, dumbfounded.
“Did you want to see me?” he whispers quietly. It's unlikely that the people
around us suspect that Kuroki is saying anything; he even keeps a straight face as if he
were being asked a question. “You couldn't sleep because you were thinking about me
even after you came home, right?”
Meanwhile, I feel my cheeks flush because it's exactly as he says. When I try to
escape, he grabs my arm so now I can't move even a single step. I try my best to shrink
away from him as much as I can. Don't tell me he is actually a teacher! I can't come to
school anymore, having disgraced myself in front of a teacher.
“Ple- please let go......” I whine, but not only does he not remove his hand, he also
begins to talk in a sultry voice, like the voice he was using yesterday.
“The train,”
“..........”
“You're going to get on the same time as yesterday, aren't you? This must be new
for you. It's like that for me too.”
My heart aches. I am so alarmed that I can't breathe. I am far from giving him an
answer, and as I hang my head, unable to look up at him, Kuroki touches the back of my
neck and leaves. I can't quite take a step forward and when I finally move my feet, I
stagger and almost fall down on my butt. I can still walk all the way to the train station
like this, but it will take a really long time. In that case, I should go after I rest a little bit
in the classroom. I return to the classroom thinking up this excuse. It was supposed to be
for a little bit, but I end up resting until the end of the after school activities. Although I
finally head out, it takes me 20 minutes to walk from school to the train station, a
distance that usually takes 10 minutes. I head down to the platform. There are many
salary men in suits today, too. When I glance at the clock, I see that it is precisely the
time for the same train as yesterday to arrive. My heart starts to race again.
A few minutes later, the train pulls up to the platform exactly on time. Today, I
also get on while being pushed by a crowd of people and get swept away to the back
door. It's the same place as yesterday and just as crowded. I look around me with just my
eyes. I'm worried that people can hear my heart racing. Even though I'm just standing
there, my knees start to shake. I feel disappointed when nothing grabs me, and rest one
hand on the door. What in the world am I doing? What am I hoping for by riding the
same train as yesterday? Don't tell me I want to go through the same thing as yesterday? I
don't understand myself. It was supposed to have been disgusting but...I remember it and
my crotch starts to throb excitedly.
“Is this your kink now?”
“......!”
Suddenly, I hear a voice right overhead me and reflexively flinch. Just like
yesterday, the man looms closely behind me and whispers in my ear. With a voice like
sweet, dripping honey. No, he's not a stranger anymore. I know his name as well as his
face.
“You wanted to fool around so you rode this train again, didn't you?
It's Mr. Kuroki – the first years' chemistry teacher.
Kuroki's hand goes around me until it faces my chest. He puts the palm of his
hand on top of my blazer and I start to breathe hard.
“Urgh......”
“You're a very naughty boy. Your nipples have already become hard? Looks like
you really wanted to be toyed with.”
“......Noo......!”
I almost cry out but immediately look around me. Nobody pays any attention to
me today as well. Nobody looks at other people.
“Fuu......!”
While I'm busy feeling relieved, the hand resting on my chest begins to creep
around as it pleases. The hand slowly moves downward, rubs near my pelvis and then
moves towards my thigh. Unable to resist in the slightest, all I can do is bite my lip.
“Ngh! Mhm......Kuro......ki.”
“You're addressing a teacher. I don't appreciate being addressed without a title.
Call me Mr. Kuroki.”
As he scolds me like a teacher would, his hand starts to slowly and gently stroke
the top of my pants, at the center, where I'm beginning to grow erect.
“You can't forget what happened yesterday. Hm?”
It is all the voice's fault; this sweet voice that whispers in my ear, only to me.
When he whispers into my ear with this voice, I feel dizzy and my feet almost
give out.
“The inside of your pants was all wet from being toyed by me, Tomoya.”
“No......!”
“Back at the bathroom it showed on your face that you were cumming as much as
you pleased while my cock was rubbing yours. I remember it clearly, you know.”
He's driving me crazy with embarrassment. My body has been shaking from the
start.
“No......stop... Kuro......ki.”
“Didn't I tell you not to address me without a title? Mr. Kuroki......No, I'll make
you call me Mr. Yoshitaka. This is a special service. Say, 'Please Mr. Yoshitaka, give me
more'.”
“......No,” I shake my head from side to side. I can't say that here.
“Say it. 'Mr. Yoshitaka'.”
“......!”
I don't want to but...
I think this is horrible but...
But I can't resist anyway.
“Mr......Yo......ka......”
“I can't hear you. Say it more clearly.”
Kuroki seems to be getting a kick out of this. He enjoys making fun of me. Even
when I realize this, I can't push him away.
“Mr -Mr. Yoshitaka......”
I want to please Kuroki so I frantically obey him.
“Well done. I like obedient children.”
Kuroki laughs approvingly so I feel relieved.
“Hey, Tomoya. What was my cock like? It was bigger and different from yours,
don't you think?”
“......!”
“Even though you looked scared, you were desperately rubbing up against me in
the end.”
“......No.”
Sweat breaks out on the back of my neck. I tremble as I shake my head a little. I
can't stand. My knees shake and even when I hold on to the window, I feel as if I'm about
to crouch down to my knees at any moment. This would probably happen immediately if
Kuroki wasn't supporting my hips with his arm.
“You want it? My cock. It won't be like yesterday. I'll be loving to you today until
your whole body is captivated by pleasure.”
A stiff object touches by butt.
“Hya......!”
Immediately after, I get pressed against the door. Kuroki hoovers over me, hiding
me inside his coat.
He skillfully unfastens my belt and opens the front of my pants. And then Kuroki,
not hesitating one bit, pulls down my pants along with my underwear all the way down to
my thighs.
“..........No!”
This is way too embarrassing to do in this kind of place, so I seize Kuroki's hand
by reflex. Kuroki puts his lips to my ear.
“Hold on tight to your pants with both hands. They're going to drop down to your
ankles if you don’t, and then somebody might notice.”
Still not sure of what is being done to me, I react to the word 'somebody' and
immediately remove my other hand from the door and grab onto my pants.
“Good boy. Don't let go now.”
Within his coat, Kuroki's hand wraps around my cock. At that very moment, a
pleasant feeling crawls up my back and I bite my lip.
“Aah......you're already wet. It makes a slippery noise when I rub it. Someone is
going to hear it.”
“Noo......!!”
“Hey, you're too loud. We're going to be noticed immediately, you know.”
He repeats that we are going to be noticed and something different than shame
wells up inside me. Even though Kuroki says this only to warn me, his hand continues
being even more adventurous rather than stopping. The hand leaves my cock, slides
towards the back, and touches a surprising place.
“......Hii....ngh!”
It's a miracle that I'm able to suppress my cry. I'm shaking from shock and from
having to uphold my violently trembling legs. Behind me, Kuroki worms his finger into
the dirty, excretory passage without any hesitation.
“No......don't......touch..there......!”
A force enters inside my butt and I moan that I want him to stop but he just
laughs.
“You're so naive. Well, I guess it can't be helped. You are a virgin.”
The moment Kuroki teases me with that saying he persistently fingers me there
like he's trying to loosen me up.
“No, it's......disgusting...... Stop!”
Kuroki's hand feels slippery, definitely because I'm leaking; so I somehow get a
bit distracted because of that and the finger –
The finger enters inside. I let out a sigh, despite myself, practically looking like
I'm part of the door.
“It- it hurts......No, take it… out!” I frantically shake my head. Kuroki, who is
stuck right behind me, puts his lips to my ear.
“Bear with it a little longer. It will feel better soon. By saying you want me to take
it out, you must be begging, right? “
“I'm......not......! No, ah, urgh…”
While I'm denying it, the finger slowly proceeds inside and I'm eager to just about
give in rather than withstand this pain. Kuroki doesn't stop even when the train arrives at
a station. Dozens of people gush out and more of them get on in their place, so I can't run
away and Kuroki continues to do this to me. The finger inside me moves like it's
searching for something. My insides, as they're being rubbed, begin to throb.
“Uugu......Aah......!”
I feel hot somehow. I start to sweat because Kuroki is so close behind me.
“Look, you're starting to melt,” he whispers near my ear and I notice that the
place being fingered doesn't hurt anymore.
“Aah, ngh! No, ah, kuh......nngh!”
“You're so excited. Let's go in deeper, shall we?”
“Urgh, fuu......! Nngh!”
Kuroki is right, I am getting excited. I am mesmerized by this pleasant feeling
rising up in me, and my hands, holding on to my pants, start to shake. The finger moves
adventurously. But it doesn't hurt anymore and I start wanting so badly for him to rub
harder inside me.
I want him to rub further in and harder.
“Aah......!”
A stiff object touches the inside of my thighs. It's working together with the
moving finger and pushes on me. Kuroki's cock, that I saw yesterday, vividly flashes
before my eyes. Kuroki's penis is big and hard.
“Ah, ah, noo......!”
“What's this? You're turned on again. Are you picturing it? Being poked by my
cock.”
“N- no!”
“You're so sticky inside. My finger is soaked.”
“NOO......!”
I feel like I'm going to cry out loudly. But if I cry out, the people around me will
see how indecent I look.
“Look Tomoya. It's big. I bet you really want this rummaging inside of you.”
Kuroki's cock presses on the inside of my thighs. I feel like I'm going to blurt out
awful things if he keeps this up.
“Teacheeer......Aah, oh......”
Please. Rummage inside me some more. I want the teacher's cock to rummage in
even further. It seems like I'm about to beg him at any moment so I bite my lip hard.
Before I know it, Kuroki's cock is rubbing the opening between my butt cheeks. It's very
stiff and hot.
“Aah...”
This is......not through the clothes. Kuroki's heat is directly touching me there. I
can't resist the minute I realize this. He continues fingering and rubbing the crevice at the
same time so naturally I jut my hips forward.
“Ah, ah, noo......teacherrr......aah, nngh!”
“Want me to put it in?”
“No, noo......!”
Put it in.
Teacher, put it in.
“You want it, don't you? Say it. Say 'put it in'.”
“I......won't. I......don't...want it. Oh...no.”
Not being able to withstand it, tears finally escape me. I am sobbing. I can't think
about my surroundings anymore.
“Hii......kuh! Nngh!”
“It can't be helped,” says Kuroki and covers my mouth with his hand.
“Uuguu...”
His finger slips out. Right after that, an excruciating shock runs throughout my
body. It burns. My body burns from the inside. If he weren't covering my mouth, I would
definitely be screaming a whole lot. Kuroki brings around one of his arms, places it on
my hip, and jiggles up deeper inside me several times.
“What do I feel like? Tomoya.”
“......Urgh.”
“Having your first time be inside a train is thrilling, isn't it?”
I can't think about anything. My eyes are brimming over with tears.
“Don't cry. You're putting up with it quite well......Cause, I don't want to make
this painful for you.”
The only things I'm begging for are Kuroki's voice and body heat. As I am crying,
I repeat 'Mr. Yoshitaka' many times over in my head; the way he taught me to call him.
“Nngh......!”
The hand wandering over my hips intertwines with my penis. It is caressing me
like it's slowly petting and soothing me. The initial shock fades away and then a pleasant
feeling arises in me and slowly spreads throughout my body.
“Does this feel better? It’s nice and tight now. This is better than you expected,
huh?”
“Kuh......urgh...nngh.”
“This really makes me want to fuck you harder.”
“......Urgh.”
He lowers his sweet voice into my ear, tickling it. My heart trembles with sweet
pain every time he does this.
“You've melted, Tomoya. Your body is so adorable and honest.”
Ohh, what should I do? It hurts so much but I don't hate this pain. Not only that,
but I even start wanting it to be more painful.
Behind me, Kuroki gives the place where we're connected a slight jiggle.
“......!”
Something creeps up from there and instantly a wave of dizziness hits me. What
is this – ? Ah, ah, it's amazing......! A commotion is brewing inside my body as I clearly
sense that I'm trying to prevent the foreign object, that's buried inside me, from leaving.
“Wow, Tomoya, are you planning on squeezing everything out of me?” Kuroki's
sigh is passionate and husky. Kuroki presses me against the door a number of times while
exhaling sultry sighs.
“......Fuu......urgh, urgh, uugu...”
It is cloudy inside my head. My vision is also cloudy and I can't think about
anything. But the only thing I feel is the hot, melting, object Kuroki has inside of me.
“Uugu – Nngh!”
I arch my back. It comes so suddenly that even I myself don't realize what
happens. When a feeling, like I'm being pushed off from a tall place, strikes me, I
ejaculate into the handkerchief that Kuroki is holding.
Naturally, I tighten around Kuroki. I feel Kuroki's throbbing very clearly.
“Good......Tomoya.”
Kuroki goes in even deeper than before as he completely presses the exhausted
me against the window glass. I can't cry out because he has my mouth covered but I stifle
my voice anyway. The same time he tightly embraces me, his warm cock expands inside
of me. After he jiggles a few more times, Kuroki takes it out and then supports me up
because my knees almost give out. He quickly fixes my clothes and calls me Tomoya
with a voice as if nothing had happened.
“Stand still. We're arriving at the station soon,” says Kuroki, and without
disobeying him, I stand still as I lean against his shoulder. The train slows down to a stop.
Even though a large number of passengers get off, I also get off and Kuroki takes me
along with him. It's the usual train station. Today, Kuroki is here at this train station, the
one I always get off by myself and continue going home by myself. Kuroki forces me to
sit down on the bench and then throws the handkerchief, that he had shoved into his
pocket, in the trash can and sits down beside me.
I absentmindedly sneak a sidelong glance at him as he puts a cigarette to the tip of
his lips and lights it. I now see why Ienaga and the girls make such a big deal out of him;
he is very handsome. I start to feel strange as I am looking at him. My heart is pounding
but I feel relieved. I suppose you can say that it's like something is seeping out from
within my heart.
“I'll wait with you until I'm done smoking this. I can't walk you home so go on by
yourself.”
What? I'm perplexed as I gaze at the cigarette getting smaller. Kuroki quickly
finishes smoking one piece and stands up to leave just like he had promised.
“Ah, um......” I instantly call out to him to stop him and Kuroki turns around to
look at me.
“What?”
“Wi- will you ride this train tomorrow, too?”
I want to see him tomorrow too; that's what I think. I feel like I will understand
what I'm feeling if I can see him again.
“No,” Kuroki shrugs. “Unfortunately, I won't be riding this train anymore.”
“......O- oh.”
Even though I gathered up all of my courage to ask, I was plainly rejected. I start
to feel my eyes burn. I'm completely regretting asking him this. I must have
misunderstood something. There's no reason why Kuroki would want to see ME so many
times. I bite my lip and hang my head.
“What's wrong Tomoya? Don't cry because of this.”
“I'm......not crying!”
“You look like you're about to burst out crying,” says Kuroki with such a
delightful tone of voice that I find it mean. Is it so entertaining to make fun of me? But
immediately after, he speaks to the top of my head while I continue looking down.
“Six thirty,” he calls down to me. When I look up, Kuroki is standing right in
front of me. “Leave from the back school gate, walk ahead a little bit, and you'll see a
park. Six thirty. If you're even a little bit late, I'm leaving.”
“..........”
“I always go by car. It was being inspected yesterday and today.”
I think about what this means. It seems like whenever I don't think about things
“......nough! Not enough...!” I utter these embarrassing words as he prompts me.
No, I don't have any sense of shame anymore.
“You want something even better?”
I repeatedly nod my head in agreement as I lie on the bed, face down, with my
butt sticking up in the air.
“Then say it. Say: ‘Please give me your cock, teacher. Adore me with your lovely
cock, Mr. Yoshitaka.’ I'll put it in if you say this.”
“Aah.....!”
He takes his fingers out. A hot, beefy thing rubs up against my butt crack. It
brings back the pleasant feelings from this afternoon. My hole opens up without me
realizing it.
“Tea...cheeer......”
I want it. I want it so much I can't stand it.
“Your cock, teacher...Your large cock...Give it to me......Oh, hurry......Mr.
Yoshitaka......” Even though it seems like he is about to put it in, he doesn't. He only wets
my hole with his pre-cum, making my body more and more impatient.
“Teacheeer......hurry!”
“Keep going, Tomoya. You have to say, ‘Adore me with your lovely cock, Mr.
Yoshitaka,’ don't you?”
He flushes this sweet poison right into my ear and it causes me to act on my
instinct – make me grasp my butt with my own two hands and spread it wide open.
“Teacher......please! Adore me......with your cock, teacher! ......Do it!”
When I resort to these desperate measures, Kuroki strokes the back of my neck
with his hand.
“Good boy, Tomoya. You're very cute,” he whispers this and then takes hold of
my hips, pulls them towards him, and slowly starts putting it in.
“Hya......!” My body automatically tries to escape. When he pulls me back
towards him, he goes even deeper inside me. “Uugu......No, aah – !” I can only sob from
this overbearing feeling of being filled up to as far as my stomach.
“It's all right. It'll feel better soon.” But when he kisses my back, uttering out
these gentle words, an up-roaring feeling seizes me from within. It's the same feeling
from this afternoon; as if I have captured Kuroki's cock.
“......Nngh!”
“Would you look at that, you're starting to feel good.” Even Kuroki senses it and
joggles lightly within me.
“AH!”
Sweet numbness flows up from the spot he rubs on.
“Ah, aah!”
It is clear to me that he jiggles within me several times.
“Aah......wait! Don't...move yet......”
“Oh, so it's wrong for me to move now, is it? Even though you're the one who's
already so excited.”
“Ah, aah......but...!”
Kuroki rubs my penis while lightly joggling within me. The whole time Kuroki
and I are connected, I feel my soft insides, that Kuroki has stuffed his cock into,
squirming.
“Aah.....nngh! Mr......Yoshi. It's...strange inside.”
I don't have any control of myself. Even though it's my own body, at this moment,
all of me belongs to Kuroki's cock.
“You're the one rocking your hips, you know. And yet, you're telling ME not to
move.”
“Aah......that's cause...”
“It feels good, right? Say this turns you on.”
Just a slight swing of my hips, and a pleasant sensation of numbness runs all the
way up to the crown of my head. I utter out the exact words I'm told to say.
“Ah, aah...what should I do......? I'm so turned on.” I feel a pleasant sensation of
practically melting, and it forces me to deliriously rock my hips.
“Tomoya, what do you want me to do? Say it. I'll grant you your wish if you do,”
Kuroki hotly whispers. I have no way of disobeying.
“Rock me...aah...fuu......move in......AH!”
Kuroki's speed increases. The tip of his cock pokes my soft insides and it feels
unbearably good.
“Feels......so good! Aah...more.......!”
It's much better now, the third time, rather than those first two times. I have
become crazy, losing control of myself by sobbing and crying out in a lovely voice.
“You're sucking on me so seductively. You can hear the wet sounds, can't you?”
“Noo......nngh!”
His breath touches the back of my neck. I feel the heat of it and it gives me goosebumps.
“So good! Harder......fuck me harder!”
As he violently jiggles within me; my groin feels light.
“Does it feel good?”
“Good......so, so good! Aah......”
I dig my nails into the bed sheets and cry out to my heart's content. I have gone
crazy.
“Noo......I'm coming – !” I howl, ejaculating at last. Kuroki pulls out for a
moment, and then bores right back into the deepest part of me in one stroke.
“Uugu – !”
I feel Kuroki's throbbing. My soft insides are dancing with joy and tightening up;
squeezing everything out of Kuroki.
Then, after he plants a kiss on my shaking back, as if he were calming me, Kuroki
separates his body from mine. I collapse on the bed, not having him support me up
anymore.
Kuroki moves my limp legs apart from each other. He pushes my knees up so
high to my chest that my waist is suspended over the bed, but I have already lost so much
of my energy that I can't do anything by myself anymore.
“Aah – “
Kuroki enters inside me in missionary position. He drills right into me and my
body opens up as far as it can, urging Kuroki inside.
“Your body is so soft.”
He separates my knees – that are pushed up to my chest – greatly apart and
presses me down on the bed. He slowly pulls in and out as if he's screwing something in
and all I can do is sob as I feel Kuroki's presence in an unbelievably deep part of me.
“Uugu......uugu...nngh!”
Through my tear stained eyes, I see that Kuroki's breathing intensifies, probably
because it feels good, but his eyebrows are knitted so it looks like it's a little bit painful
for him. Kuroki is being turned on inside my own body. This fact immediately brings me
ecstasy.
“Tomoya – you look the most cutest when you're crying.” Kuroki squints his eyes
at me. That expression seems terribly kind for a moment and makes me want to cry so
much. I'm so happy that I got called cute. I want to be thought of as cuter; I want to be
adored.
“Teacher......Mr. Yoshitaka......” Tears stream down my eye temples. I watch
Kuroki scoop up the teardrop and lick it off of his finger, making me overflow with tears
even more.
“You're really hopeless.” Kuroki laughs sarcastically at the sniveling me and then
slowly pulls out. Before he completely pulls out, he fills me up inside for the second
time, sending an electric shock from the top of my head down to the very tips of my toes.
“Aah......aaahh......!”
My legs tremble. My mind goes blank from the intense climax.
“Oh. You came dry.”
I completely don't understand what Kuroki means by that but this longer and
stronger than usual wave of climax swarms over me – and still not knowing what's
happening with my body – I let out a shriek as I squeeze Kuroki. This incredible climax
that is making me lose control of myself continues for some time and it seems like I lose
consciousness somewhere in the middle of it. I don't know how much time passes but I'm
exhausted both physically and mentally and can't move even one finger by myself.
However, when Kuroki calls my name, I somehow manage to lift my eyelids.
“Tea...cher. . .”
Kuroki wipes my wet cheeks and presses me to his chest. He lays his hand on my
freshly cut hair and strokes it with gentle hands.
“Satisfied?”
I hesitate, but meekly agree. I don't feel like disobeying Kuroki in the slightest
anymore. I want to devote my body and soul to him. I realize that by doing this it will
make me happy.
“I'm very satisfied too,” Kuroki laughs. Then he stretches out his pinky in front of
me.
“Listen, Tomoya. Let's make a promise.”
“......A promise?”
I stare at his pinky wonderingly. I concentrate all of my brainpower on the sound
of his voice, thinking I'm going to miss what Kuroki has to say.
“Yeah, a promise. Starting tomorrow, hold your head up high and look straight
ahead of you. If you don't keep this promise, I'm going to severely spank your ass in front
of everyone.”
I'm unable to answer at that very moment. Kuroki's warning pierces my heart but
not because I'm at a loss at what to do.
“Answer me if you understand,” he reminds me, and I answer okay as I notice
something all of a sudden: the commotion within my heart. The ache. The pain. Where is
it coming from? I think all of it is proof that I am in love with Kuroki.
* * * *
It happened the next morning. As soon as I left the classroom, Ienaga came right
up to me. Usually I meet with him after school to hand over the money, but today, for
some reason, he summons me in the morning. Ienaga drags me along, not hiding the ill
look on his face, and even if someone were to speak to him right now, he wouldn't even
reply. We enter the bathroom.
“What's up with your hair?” He pushes me against the wall, snapping at me. For
some reason, it seems like my hair is putting Ienaga in a bad mood, but I don't understand
why he's so angry about it as I stare at him. “Stupid Shiromoto, what are you trying to
look cool for? So what that you dyed it! You're sooo idiotic! It still doesn't change how
lame you look!”
He spits out these insults causing me to instantly shrink away from him. Ienaga
doesn't let his anger subside; rather, he heats up even more.
“That reminds me, you came out of the chemistry storage room yesterday. Don't
tell me that someone like you, Shiromoto, plans on kissing up to Mr. Kuroki?”
Somehow, it seems like this is the root of his anger. But I never would have
dreamed that Ienaga would be so conscious of me.
“Don't make me laugh! You're just a joke, doing whatever the hell you did. Don't
go and dye your freaking hair. Look, change it back to the way it was. Looking lame suits
you!”
Ienaga rattles away and then grips my head with both hands, shaking it. He pulls
at my hair as if to say he really wants to get rid of it and my eyes well up with tears at the
pain.
“So someone like you, Shiromoto, went to a beauty salon, huh? Where was this so
called beauty salon? I bet it was a lame ass place anyway, right?”
“..........”
I think about how to protect myself as I cover my head, but I can't forgive what
Ienaga says and powerfully shake off his hands. It would have been fine if he talked like
this about some other place, but I can't forgive him bad mouthing the store Kuroki had
brought me to.
“Wha- what the hell? You got something to say?” Ienaga widens his eyes in
surprise at my first comeback at him because I had been a complete pushover up until
now. But I'm not scared at all.
“I DO!”
I'm not going to hunch my shoulders. I'm not going to look down at my feet.
That's right. I promised Kuroki this.
“Don't touch my hair! It's not lame! So I'm NOT changing it back and I'm NOT
handing over money to you anymore either!”
I'm desperate. My legs shake but I have said what I wanted to say, nevertheless.
Ienaga's face immediately turns red as he stares at me with a dumfounded expression. He
narrows his eyes and I can even hear the sound of him grinding his teeth.
“Who...who do you think you're talking to!?” I almost collapse when he shouts at
me. But I definitely don't look away from him. “Just try saying it one more time!” Ienaga
sputters, but I stand my ground even when he threatens me.
“I- I said I'm not changing my hair back and I'm not going to hand over money to
you either.”
“Shiromoto, you're so-!”
With a fierce look, Ienaga seizes a nearby floor brush and swings it up. I
immediately stoop down and cover my head with both hands. I hear a dull sound. But I
don't feel pain at all. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something white so I raise my
head. That white thing is a white lab coat and it's Kuroki who is standing between Ienaga
and me. He has caught the brush in his left hand and extends his right hand in front of me
like he is protecting me.
“M- Mr. Kuroki......!” Ienaga turns pale. His anger towards me disappears and he
tries to force a smile, making his cheek muscles contract. “Te- teacher......he started
hitting me so...I- I turned to self-defense. This is self-defense.”
Kuroki looks over his shoulder at me as he listens to Ienaga's excuse.
“How do you explain what Ienaga says?”
I purse my lips before I slowly open my mouth again.
“He- he's wrong. Ienaga had been blackmailing me to get money so when I told
him I wasn't going to give it to him anymore, Ienaga got angry and tried to hit me with
the brush.” I speak quite smoothly considering it's me. Surely Kuroki also thinks so as he
gives me a single nod of his head and turns towards Ienaga.
“Do- don't lie! Teacher, don't take what this guy says seriously! Shiromoto,
nobody is going to believe what you say anyway!” Ienaga spits out with a faint smile
playing upon his lips, but the next moment, however, his expression freezes.
“Really?” Kuroki looks coldly at Ienaga. “At least I believe Shiromoto.”
“......Te- teacher,” Ienaga drops the brush, tears in his eyes, pressing Kuroki for an
answer. “Why are you saying this? There's no way I would ever have anything to do with
this guy, okay? Nobody has anything to do with Shiromoto.”
I can't argue against Ienaga, who so fervently appeals to Kuroki. Ienaga speaks
the truth. Up until now, I had scolded myself for being worthless, but hadn't even tried to
make an effort to do my best. That's why Ienaga was right when he said 'nobody has
anything to do with Shiromoto'.
“Um......”
At that moment, a soft, hesitant voice cuts into the conversation. It's Satomura and
Iida.
“Last time......we, um, happened to overhear that...well, Ienaga gets money from
Shiromoto to go do karaoke and such.”
I'm surprised; this can't be real. I can't believe my ears. Particularly because
Satomura is such a fan of Ienaga's so I didn't expect her to defend me. However, I had not
misheard.
“Sorry we ignored you up until now, Tomoya. Teacher, we thought we should tell
you that we saw Shiromoto gather up the courage to stand up for himself.” Satomura and
Iida bow down in apology. I'm just confused, wondering what is going on.
“Thank you, Satomura and Iida. Well said.” Kuroki thanks them. Actually, I
should be the one thanking them but I am so surprised that I can't speak. Ienaga sinks
down to the dirty bathroom floor. His face turns pale with shock.
“Ienaga, follow me to the faculty room. I'm going to give you an ample
punishment. If there were others involved, be honest and let me know. You're going to sit
straight through a lecture and then write an apology essay. Of course, you will also return
the money. Understood?” Kuroki informs him and Ienaga just helplessly nods his head,
without any intention of arguing.
“Shiromoto,” after that, Kuroki turns his eyes towards me. Smiling with his lips
closed, he says this in a low, wanton voice. “Your lecture will be on another matter.”
Of course, I nod my head. I can't disobey Kuroki. I don't want to disobey.
* * * *
“Ah, aah, so good...! Teacher, it feels......soooo good!” I have lost it, crying out as
much as I please on the bed in Kuroki's room. I'm mounted on top of Kuroki, his cock
inside of me as I deliriously rock my hips.
“You like my lecture that much, huh?”
Kuroki looks up at me with a lewd expression on his face and it feels like his
voice is sexier than usual. It's as if my entire body has become an erogenous zone.
“Ye- yeah, I like it a lot......Ah!”
Kuroki knows this perfectly well but prompts me.
“Where is it the most pleasing, Tomoya? Here, where you're shamelessly
dribbling out? Or here, where you're squirming obscenely?”
He points out this embarrassing fact and I throw my head back, sighing.
“Hey, answer me.”
“Both – both places feel good......Aah!”
Captivating pleasure rises up from the spot at where we're joined. Sometimes
Kuroki thrusts up, making me unable to hold on to my sanity.
“Move around properly. I can't use one of my hands.”
Suddenly, Kuroki tries to raise his left bandaged-up hand. When I see this, I come
to my senses for a moment, feeling the pain in my groin.
I had accompanied Kuroki, who had dropped by the hospital. I had turned pale,
my eyes welling up with tears, when I heard that he broke his hand. The fact that Kuroki
got hurt because of me filled me with remorse. But when I hanged my head down, Kuroki
had gently petted it. He laughed at me, since I couldn't even raise my head inside of the
taxi on the way home, and because of that, he told me to cheer up.
“......I'm okay so...No, don't......aahh......suck there......”
He sucks on my nipples, making me tremble violently. I move vigorously with
both hands on Kuroki's stomach as I shake my head in denial. Every time I rock my hips,
a wet sound reaches my ears making it unbearable.
“Aah......this is so......perverted......Don't!”
My eyelashes are stained with tears at the obscenity of it all and it makes Kuroki
laugh deep in his throat.
“Ah, you're in trouble. You're getting wetter and wetter.”
“No, don't say that......ah, I'm coming again – !”
Honey starts spilling out of my cock. It doesn't splatter like before. Even I myself
don't know how many times I had already come.
“......Don't squeeze me, Tomoya. God, your little hole is so naughty. You want it
again, hm?”
“N- no! Don't......thrust in! It's weird!”
“Liar. You so want it.”
I have had it. The truth is that I'm thinking this, but even I myself start feeling like
I DO want it when Kuroki tells me I'm lying. Even though it's my own body, I can't do
anything with it anymore.
“But......”
“I taught you before, didn't I? Say it, Tomoya.”
Kuroki entices me with his sweet whispering. I can't disobey Kuroki when he
orders me to do something.
“Fu- fuck me...” I say the line he taught me to say as if I'm talking incoherently.
“Rub......fuck......my sensitive spot......Mr. Yoshitaka... please fill me up with your
cum......”
My body turns hot from the small amount of shame I still have left. Kuroki sees
everything; the embarrassing words I say and my embarrassing appearance. I grow hotter
when I think about this.
“You're a good boy, Tomoya.”
Kuroki grabs my hipbone with his right hand and rewards me by violently
thrusting up for a short while. I cry as I continue calling out ‘teacher, teacher’.
“You're going to come.”
“I'm coming......I'm coming!!”
He mercilessly tortures the deepest part of me and I reach climax, unable to hold
back. Immediately after, Kuroki's cock enlarges so much inside of me that it hurts and
Kuroki's ejaculation burns the walls of my soft insides.
“Aaah......”
My body lurches forward and I collapse on Kuroki. Kuroki pulls me towards
himself and puts his arm around me. He gently strokes my back many times with his right
hand and I wet my already moist cheeks all over again, gazing at his pitiful, bandaged left
arm.
“......Teacher, why?”
I'd rather get beaten up myself than let Kuroki get hurt. It wouldn't have mattered
so much if it had been me who had the broken arm.
“Come on now,” Kuroki glances at his arm and shrugs his shoulders. “I don't get
it either. I noticed my body just moved on its own.”
These words are too much for me. My chest burns as I breathe deeply in and out,
meanwhile summoning up my courage.
“......Mr. Yoshitaka.”
I plant my feet on the ground, straighten up my back and look straight ahead. I
must tell him the words I want to say.
“I......love you, teacher.”
When I confess, utterly nervous about it, Kuroki suddenly looks very serious. My
heart beats so fast, it feels as if it’s going to break, when I see that he is lost in thought.
“It turned me on when I saw you getting tormented by Ienaga. If anyone is to
torment you, I want to be the one to do it,” Kuroki says this with a terribly soft tone of
voice.
“......Teacher,” I must say something, so I part my lips, but Kuroki's lips touch
mine before I can breathe out another word.
“But you're so slutty and naive that you do it everywhere. It delights me that we're
joined in so deep.”
Kuroki's tongue feels incredibly sweet as it slowly licks my lips.
“I can't keep my hands off you.”
“Teacher –!”
Being by Kuroki's side is more important to me than anything else. My heart fills
with joy.
“I love you. I love you,” I look straight into his eyes, which gaze at me, repeating
‘I love you’ as many times as I please. I myself feel that even if I say it many times over,
it won't be enough to let Kuroki know how much I love him.
「Sweet Honey」
“No…this isn't the place…” I furiously shake my head. Kuroki's face looks
deformed from the tears welling up in my eyes.
“Not the place? Tomoya, don't tell me you forgot where we first did it?”
“……Hya……aahh”
I shamefully thrust out my naked ass and swallow Kuroki into the deepest part of
me. The very tip of his cock rubs against my soft insides, making me gasp for breath
from the excruciating pleasure.
. . . “I'll be back at 7:30,” Kuroki had told me suggestively when we passed each
other in the hallway. Joyfully, I had then gone with Kuroki to his apartment. Kuroki had
opened the door and looked at me. This alone had set my body on fire.
“You look happy. You really are a very perverted guy. I don't want to deny you,
Tomoya.” Then he had kissed me. We continued kissing as we stood at the front door . . .
“Hey, Tomoya,” Kuroki licks my ear sending chills down my spine. Each time
Kuroki's cock pokes me I tightly squeeze him in.
“……Who's he?” I ask. Murase slightly cocks his head to one side.
“He……? Oh, he's the new school nurse.”
“……The school nurse?” I stop walking and look at the man – the school nurse.
“Oh yeah, you weren't here yesterday. The former school nurse, Takada, had
resigned for personal reasons, or something like that, so that man is his substitute. You
know that Sakisaka Hospital in front of the train station? Well, that man is the owner's
son and a physician at that, too. He knows our school principal and the hospital headphysician
and I guess he volunteered to work in both places for now.”
“……I see.” I nod at what Murase says, meanwhile remembering why I was
absent yesterday. Kuroki had fucked me so roughly that my whole body hurt so I couldn't
sleep that night. Not getting enough sleep made me wake up with a fever yesterday
morning. I can't possibly tell this embarrassing story to Kuroki.
“Ryou Sakisaka is a 27 year old, unmarried family doctor.”
I quickly shake Kuroki out of my mind because I'm talking to Murase about the
school nurse right now. I must be careful not to remember Kuroki when I'm outside
because my body starts acting up all on its own when I let my mind slip like that.
“He's young.”
He is one-year Kuroki's junior.
“Yeah. He's young as well as good looking, isn't he? The girls are going all gaga
for him. They were already all over Kuroki, but now they're gonna go after Sakisaka
too!”
I jump at the mention of Kuroki's name. I know that a lot of girls have the hots for
Kuroki, but there's nothing I can do about it. Anyone who looks at Kuroki would think
that he's hot. But Kuroki doesn't sleep with those girls; he sleeps with me. That makes me
feel a little bit self-important, but I try not to smile and casually reply.
“Yeah.”
Right at that moment, I once again meet the man's – Sakisaka's – gaze. Sakisaka
smiles and waves slightly, but I pretend not to notice him and resume walking.
* * * *
“Shiromoto, did you do the math homework?”
“More or less.”
“Really? Let me see~!”
I take my shoes off next to Murase. There's still time until class starts so students
are heading towards their classrooms slowly, absorbed in their own conversations. I used
to just sit dazed in my seat before class started but I don't do that anymore. Now I have
Murase and a few others to talk to, as well as classmates who say ‘hi’ to me every now
and then.
This is all thanks to Kuroki. First, Kuroki gave me a slight makeover, then he had
told me how to behave: straighten your back; don't look down. I now realize how much
effort that took. Ever since then, I decided to gather up my courage and talk to people,
because I need to keep my promise to Kuroki. Kuroki's word is absolute to me. I still
don't have much self-confidence, but at least I don't get bullied anymore. Ienaga and his
gang don't pick on me anymore. I heard that Ienaga and his friends got in trouble with
Kuroki so now they're on their best behavior. On top of that, not only did I get some new
friends, but my grades improved, too. Nobody cared about my grades or anything before,
but now Kuroki cares. Kuroki says ‘good job’ and pets my head when I get good grades,
so now I care about studying and doing well. That's another reason why Kuroki means
the world to me. He is a special and precious person to me. I love him so much. I would
be by his side all the time if I could.
“……” When I think about Kuroki, my mind wanders off and I can't concentrate
on anything. I can't even remember anymore how I used to be like before I met Kuroki.
I enter the classroom. I sit down in my seat, empty the contents out of my bag,
and hand Murase my math notebook. The girls in front of me are huddled close together
and are very loud, considering it's so early in the morning. It looks like they're reading
some feature article in a magazine.
“Oh-my-god, I can't believe it. I would never have sex with a guy right away! I
respect myself.”
“Yeah, about that, haven't you been making out with that guy you've just met 3
days ago?”
From what I hear, I guess that they're excited because the article is related to a
guy they know. I clearly hear the word ‘sex’.
“Where did you guys first do it? How many times do you guys have sex?”
This is an extremely inappropriate conversation to have so early in the morning,
but for some reason, I listen in on this. My first time was on a train. I have sex 2-3 times
per week. I silently answer the questions like they're being directed at me.
“Do you do everything he asks you to do?”
Of course. I don't want to say no to him. In both the chemistry storage room and
inside his car, I have always done everything Kuroki had asked me to do.
“Oh, wow. That sucks,” Shimada, who is standing in that circle of girls, suddenly
says. Then immediately begins reading the last part of the article, her face glued to the
magazine that she's holding in both her hands. “It says: 'Having great sex is good and all
but if he orders you around and you listen to everything he says, then you're just his
friend with benefits. If you want to find out how he truly feels about you, then stop
having sex for a while.'“
I am in shock. Not only do I hear the words “friend with benefits” but I also hear
the words “how he truly feels about you”. I've made it very clear to Kuroki about how I
feel about him. I love him more than anyone else. I listen to everything he says because I
want to. But……what about Kuroki? How does he feel about me? Kuroki never told me
how he truly feels about me.
“I can't keep my hands off you.”
Kuroki had said, so I was happy but……now I'm suddenly worried. What does
Kuroki think of me when we do it?
“That really does suck. Don't listen to what he tells you to do. Men will often
casually say 'I love you' to women they don't really love just for some sex.”
“He's gonna dump you sooner or later.”
Shimada sounds upset when her friends offer her advice.
“Oh no……what should I do?”
At first, I had listened to them without much thought, but now both Shimada and I
are worried.
Is Kuroki gonna dump me? That would be horrible. If Kuroki dumps me, I will be
alone again. What am I going to do if he gets bored of me and dumps me? I absolutely
can't have that. I wasn't worried up until now since we always fucked whenever we saw
each other; that's why I didn't really care about the reason why Kuroki has sex with me.
But what am I to Kuroki? Am I just someone he keeps to boss around, because he enjoys
playing with me every now and then? Having sex with him is terrific, but one day he will
probably get bored of me and give me the boot.
“Shiromoto, are you okay? You don't look so good.” Murase, who is copying my
notebook in the seat next to me, shoots me a glance, but I can't answer him. It's hard to
pretend that I'm okay. “Why don't you go to the nurse's office? Seriously, you look sick.”
I shake my head in reply. I'm not physically sick. I'm just really anxious.
“……I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face.”
I get up from my seat and leave the classroom.
Without so much as making a stop at the bathroom, my feet naturally take me to
the chemistry storage room. I want to see Kuroki's face. I'm certain that if I see him, this
anxiety of mine will disappear. That's what goes through my head as I walk towards the
part of the building with the specialty classrooms.
“Hey,” someone calls out to me as I pass by. At first, I'm about to ignore it and
keep on walking but then somebody puts a hand on my shoulder. I snap out of my
daydream and stop walking.
“Oh……”
It's the new nurse that I had just met this morning.
“Mr. Sakisaka.”
I can see why Murase is bitter. Sakisaka is good-looking but is modest about it, so
it makes him appear kind.
“You remembered my name. And you are?”
“Shiromoto. Tomoya Shiromoto.”
When I tell him my name, Sakisaka flashes his pearly whites at me.
“Tomoya Shiromoto, huh?” His smile can lift-up any ill person's spirit.
“Um……thank you for this morning.”
I still don't think I was being molested this morning, but I thank him anyway. I
was anxious when I left the classroom but this friendly atmosphere around Sakisaka has
calmed me down somewhat.
“You should be careful. You look like an easy target.”
“……….”
I can't agree with him on that. First of all, I'm a man, and second of all, even if
someone likes to hit on men I think that they would choose someone better looking than
me. Kuroki had molested me for a special reason.
I meet Sakisaka's gaze and step towards him. Sakisaka points to his watch.
“The tardy bell is going to ring soon, don't you know? If you need to do
something in the specialty classrooms, I think you should hurry it up a little.”
It's true. There is only 5 minutes left until the tardy bell, but it's not like I came
here to run an errand. The reason I had left the classroom was because I was feeling
uneasy. I don't want to go back just yet.
“No……I don't need to do anything there,” I say and turn around, deciding to
head back down the hall.
“Shiromoto.”
A voice calls out to me from behind. I look over my shoulder at Sakisaka.
“If something happens to you, come to my office.”
I nod without replying to his tender concern, stifle my sigh, and go back to the
classroom.
When 6th period is over, I head towards the chemistry storage room with a pile of
handouts in my hands. When the chemistry professor, Tajima, asked us who wanted to
collect the handouts and leave it on his desk in the chemistry storage room, I had
voluntarily raised my hand. The reason I want to go to the chemistry storage room is to
hopefully see Kuroki, of course. My heart races as I walk down the hall. On my way
there, I stop several times in order to stall for time so that I can calm down. When Tajima
finishes his work, he immediately returns to the teacher's lounge. Kuroki, on the other
hand, usually stays after school by himself in the chemistry storage room until he finishes
his work. When I arrive in front of the chemistry storage room, I take a deep breath
before knocking on the sliding door and opening it.
“Excuse me……I brought the handouts from Mr. Tajima.”
Volunteering to do this was worth it because I find Kuroki by himself here. My
heart beats so loudly that it's annoying. Kuroki just shoots me a brief sidelong glance to
acknowledge my presence and then looks right back down again at the papers on his
desk. It looks like he is working. I should just put down the handouts and quietly leave,
but I continue to silently watch him. I'm disappointed that Kuroki just gives me a glance
without saying a single word. I was hoping to spend some time alone with him.
As I stand there, handouts in my hands, at a loss of what to do, Kuroki stops
writing and puts his pen down. He then picks up a cigarette and puts it to his lips. After
he lights his cigarette and exhales up into the celling, he finally looks at me.
“What do you want?”
“Ah……well…”
I didn't expect him to want to talk to me when he's working.
“I just brought the handouts from Mr. Tajima……” I stutter over my words and
place the handouts on the desk opposite of Kuroki.
“Mr. Tajima is usually gone by now,” he says as he taps the cigarette ash into an
ashtray.
All I can say is: “Really?”
“……Well then…”
When I glance at Kuroki, our eyes meet. At that very moment, my cock starts
tingling and it leaves me breathless. I've seen this expression on Kuroki's face numerous
times before. His words make me uncomfortable because I know what's about to happen.
I start heading towards the sliding door.
“By the way, you've gotten pretty friendly with him haven't you?”
Gotten friendly with whom? What in the world is he talking about? I tilt my head
to one side, unable to figure out what he means. Kuroki shrugs his shoulders lightly.
“The school nurse. He looks like your type.”
“Huh……?”
Why is he talking about Sakisaka? All of a sudden I realize why. Kuroki must
have seen me and Sakisaka talking in the hall this morning.
“No. Mr. Sakisaka saved me from a molester this morning……Um, I mean…I
don't know if it was a molester.”
Kuroki doesn't care for my frantic explanation. He just chuckles, so I shut my
mouth.
“He saved you from a molester, you say?”
I shake my head.
“I told him it wasn't a molester, but Mr. Sakisaka said it was……”
“Oh?” Kuroki extinguishes his half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray and gets up
from his chair, laughing as if this is hilarious. Then he walks up to me and stands in front
of me. “It makes no difference to you whether its early in the morning or not. You think
about doing naughty things and it makes you wet between your legs, doesn't it?”
“……Tha- that's not-!” I'm about to deny it, but I choke up. I can't say 'not true',
because I really did remember doing it with Kuroki this morning.
“How was it? Did you get hard thinking about these things, Tomoya?”
“……Ah…urgh.”
Kuroki's hand lightly brushes against the front of my pants. He does it so quickly
that I can't even tell if he has really touched me or not but it sends shivers down my spine
and makes my heart throb.
“……I…didn't get hard…”
“What? Then you DID think about doing naughty things. You're hopeless,
Tomoya. Are you telling me you thought up sexy little fantasies in your head while
looking all innocent?”
“……!”
“Tell me, what were you fantasizing about?”
Kuroki draws near my face; his breath falling on my forehead. I instinctively look
down. Kuroki chuckles again. Kuroki doesn't move his hand but it feels like he is almost
going to touch the front of my pants. Instead of that, though, he looks me up and down.
“Tomoya. What kind of naughty things were you thinking?”
“……Tea- teacher……”
My knees shake and my heart goes wild. My throat feels really dry so I swallow,
but it makes a funny noise. I immediately bite my lip.
“Tomoya.”
He's really close to me. I stop biting my lip. I give up.
“About you, teacher……”
“Me?”
My eyes start to burn. I have a hard time breathing as I tell him what I was
thinking about on the train this morning.
“……I was thinking about doing it with you the day before yesterday and doing it
with you that time on the train.”
“The day before yesterday, huh? So you like getting fucked from behind while
standing up, don't you? Is it because that's how I first fucked you? But you know, it was
pretty tough cleaning up my front door after that. Your cum was everywhere.”
“……Tea- teacher!”
“You surprised me.”
I feel my cheeks and neck flush. He's obviously making fun of me and it's driving
me crazy with embarrassment.
“So you mean that you seduced the man around you cause you couldn't hide how
turned on you were when you were remembering me, right?”
“I didn't seduce him!” I shake my head. That's all I can swear to. I had never once
wanted to be with anyone else. I have this strong lustful desire because of Kuroki.
“But he was seduced by you, wasn't he, Tomoya?”
“……Ngh!”
His large hand suddenly grabs my ass. I let out a silly sound when he starts
feeling me up.
“Tea……cher.”
“You say you didn't seduce and yet you sound like this. It feels good when I touch
you, doesn't it? You're so horny that you just can't get enough. How does it feel,
Tomoya?”
He strokes my ass and then gradually slides his hand into and down my butt
crack. I slightly shift on my leg, unable to put up with him stroking me up and down
through my clothes anymore. I can't help thinking about the stiffness in my pants. I want
to touch it. I want to stick my hand in my pants and stroke my cock as much as I want.
But maybe Kuroki should just stroke my butt crack more roughly instead.
“Teacher, teacher……”
“Move your hips around some more. Seduce me. Then I'll give you what you
want.”
“……Aah, ngh!” I'm ashamed, but I can't fight against him. Kuroki's words are
like honey to me. I do as I'm told and rub up against Kuroki's hand. Once I start, I can't
stop. “Aaah……teacher…aahh!”
I sway my hips then reach towards the center of my pants. I tightly grasp it and
start rubbing. I get more and more excited as I rub my cock through my clothes because I
can't take it anymore.
“I don't care. Get your underwear as wet as you want.” I hear his sweet voice in
my ear as he licks my earlobe and it sends chills down my spine. “You're done for.”
“No, I-”
Kuroki is right. I'm done for. I feel wetness as I rub my pants. It's going to be a
problem going home now, but there's nothing I can do.
“But you know, I can't put it in when you're wearing your pants. So what are you
gonna do?”
I want him to put it in. I didn't think this would make him stop.
It tingles inside when Kuroki strokes me. It's unbearable. I want him to touch my
bare skin. I want him to churn it up and rub inside me. I want him to forcefully put it in. I
picture Kuroki violating me and it becomes even more unbearable. I place my shaking
hands on my belt and undo it, as well as unfasten the hook on my pants. I lower my
zipper, but my shame stops me from taking off my pants and underwear so I just tightly
grip onto my clothes. Won't Kuroki do it for me? I look at Kuroki, but he just watches
me, looking like he doesn't want to do anything other than stroke my butt crack with his
fingertips.
“Teacher……” I squeak, but he doesn't show any sign of action. “He- hey……”
“You've done what you came here to do, right?”
“Huh……?” I look up at Kuroki, surprised. What does he mean? Kuroki steps
away from me, goes to sit down in his chair, and starts working again.
He doesn't so much as even glimpse my way anymore. It's horrible. He promised
that he would give me what I want if I do what he says! I look at the front of Kuroki's
slacks and see that he is hard. I want to complain. He made me all hard and now pushes
me away? Maybe I annoyed him because I was hesitating?
“……Teacher, I…”
Hesitatingly, I tug at the hem of my bundled up shirt. That's all I can do. Should I
fix my clothes and leave quietly, or should I come on to Kuroki and take off all my
clothes like he had told me to do so in the first place? I have these two options, but I can't
do either one of them. I can't move. All I can do is just stare at Kuroki's bulge.
What should I do? I close my eyes and tightly grip the hem of my shirt. Feeling as
desperate as I feel now, I can't help but cum in my underwear.
“Could you leave if you're all done in here? I'm busy.” He never changes. His
good-looking face is as cold as ever, but he is hard.
Though I'm suffering here, Kuroki wouldn't even care if I go home, right? Or is he
planning on jacking-off after I leave? I remember him rubbing his own cock and that
turns me on even more. I can't help but rub my legs together and when I do, I hear an
embarrassing squelchy wet sound come out from inside my underwear.
“Aah……teacher……!”
Trembling, I crouch down on the spot. Even I’m surprised at myself. Just
picturing Kuroki masturbate makes me ejaculate and twitch as if begging to be fucked.
Tears rise to my eyes.
“Aah……uugu…..kuh…..nngh!”
I sit there hunched over and trembling. The discomfort in my underwear and the
after effect of the climax makes me gasp for breath. I'm so embarrassed. No one was even
touching my cock and yet I still managed to soil my underwear. My tears fall down to the
floor.
“……I'm not done……I actually came here to see you, teacher……!” I sound
hoarse, whiny, and partly in despair. I sound like a little sniveling child when I hiccup.
“What are you crying for?” Kuroki scoffs. I shake my head as I tearfully look up
at Kuroki.
“I don't want this…….! I……don't believe this!”
“You don't believe this? A bad boy like you chooses now of all times to act like
this? You wanted my cock so badly that it made you cum. You're really hopeless.”
“Uugu……uugu!” Tears spill out of my eyes. I don't know what to do anymore.
“Let's see.”
Kuroki twirls his chair around to face me. Thank god he's still hard.
“Get undressed. Let's see. What have you done to yourself?”
“……Kuh……”
I slowly stand up and slip off my pants and wet underwear. It's really
embarrassing but I'm not going to hesitate anymore. Nothing good ever happens when I
hesitate. I want him to coddle me so I lift up my shirt with both hands.
“Oh my god, you've really soaked yourself up, haven't you?”
“Teacher……”
“Wow. You've just came and yet you're hard again.”
“……!”
Kuroki moves his right hand towards the center of his pants. He starts to slowly
massage his bulge in a teasing way and the sight of this makes me gulp loudly. Kuroki
chuckles.
“Do you want it?”
“……Uugu……kuh…”
“You want it so badly your little perverted hole is all twitchy with excitement,
isn't it?”
Kuroki undo’s the front of his slacks. His tight fitting underwear clearly shows
how hard he is. It seduces me. I head towards Kuroki and kneel down in front of him. He
doesn't say anything even when I stretch my hand towards him. I take Kuroki's cock out
of his underwear. I sigh without realizing, making Kuroki laugh at me again.
“……Mmh.”
I put it to my lips. After I lick the head, I put it in my mouth. I press down on it
with my lips and stroke it using my tongue. My saliva and his pre-cum mix together. I
desperately hold on to it.
“You sure love it.”
“Uugu……uugu……nngh!”
“You even got my shirt wet from all this licking.”
Kuroki puts his hand in my hair and suddenly rips my head away from his cock.
“No……!” I pout at being interrupted, but Kuroki beckons to me with his finger.
“Get on. You want me to put it in, don't you?”
My lower back starts twitching when he says that, and I start wanting his cock so
much that it's unbearable. I stand up and straddle myself on top of Kuroki's thigh as he
continues sitting in the chair. Kuroki licks my fingers. He licks my index and middle
fingers so much that his saliva dribbles all the way down them.
“Teacher……?”
“You know what you're going to do with them, right?”
“……Mmm.” I get it. I tell myself to relax and spread my asshole apart with my
fingers so that I can try getting them in.
“……I- I can't!”
I shake my head, unable to do it by myself. Kuroki also shakes his head from side
to side as if imitating me.
“Spread it apart by yourself so I can put it in. This is as far as we'll go if you can't
do it. What are you going do, Tomoya?”
“N- no……!”
I have never done this by myself before so I'm scared. I don't feel like I'm going to
do a very good job either.
“……Tomoya.”
His breath falls on my ear as I continue hesitating. Then he playfully bites my ear
once or twice. A chill runs down my spine. It makes me gasp for breath and lean slightly
backwards.
“Don't you want me?”
Kuroki grabs his cock and lightly strokes it as if showing it off. When I see his
stiff cock, I start breathing more heavily.
“You want me to shove it in you, right? You love it so much when I move inside
you that it makes you cry. You like crying from the pleasure, don't you?”
“……Huff!”
Oh no. I can't stand it anymore. The pleasure is irresistible whenever Kuroki puts
it in and moves around inside me. Having Kuroki rub my soft insides with his cock turns
me on, but I feel so helpless because I'm always crying.
“……Mm”
I take a deep breath again, prepare myself, and reach my wet fingers behind me.
Kuroki is siting with his legs open so I also have my legs wide open, because I'm
straddled on his lap.
“……Aah……kuh”
I carefully push the tip of my finger inside my asshole. I don't realize it, but my
hole has a desire of its own. It wants to become one with my finger. When I add a little
bit of force, to my surprise, my finger slips in easily.
“Ah……ohh…”
As soon as my finger is inside, it's not so painful to push it in further. Rather, I'm
not quite satisfied and I push it in more.
“Teacheeerrr……”
“How does it feel?”
“It's…warm inside……”
It feels packed inside me. It scares me, so I'm about to take my finger out, but as I
rub my soft insides, an intense pleasure boils up within me, so I just push my finger in
again.
“Ah, aahh……!”
I slowly push it in and out. As I do it over and over again, I don't even realize that
I start doing it faster. I vigorously rub my soft insides with my finger. It really turns me
on.
“Ahh……”
“Feels good? Stick it in there some more.”
“Uugu……nngh”
I cling on to Kuroki with one hand and rub my penis against his while fingering
myself and having my legs spread wide open. It's not like I'm not embarrassed, but I just
can't stop.
“Look at all this drool spilling out of your penis. Does it really feel that good,
Tomoya? Are you planning to soak up my shirt?”
“Noo…….” I intensely sway my hips as my desire forces me to put in another
finger. It's very slippery so my finger has no problem going in. I use both fingers to
vigorously churn up my soft insides.
“Te- teacher…….”
But it's not enough. I'm already turned on, and I want more. I want to go in
deeper. I want something bigger and firmer.
At first, I think I should just suck it up. But then, I take my finger out because I
need something better. It feels empty inside and makes me antsy, so I try siting on top of
Kuroki's cock, but Kuroki stops me.
“No. Why……?!”
“Think of where you're putting that in. You'll regret it afterwards.”
I will definitely regret it when Kuroki's cum starts leaking out on my way home.
This thought crosses my mind but it only worries me for a second. I'm already on the
verge of tears so I can't stand it anymore. I block Kuroki's hand and lower my ass on top
of his cock.
“Tomoya.”
“It's okay. I'll manage…somehow so……Aah…hya!”
I don't want to have to wait another moment. I just really want to feel Kuroki
inside me. There's no condom this time so Kuroki's cock feels hotter and throbs more.
Obviously, I think it feels much better, but it's kind of hard to describe this feeling.
“Uugu……!”
I swallow up the tip of Kuroki's cock. It doesn't go in as easily as my finger does.
It's like a powerful shock that hits me and I feel like my body is being ripped in two. It's
so painful and cramped that it paralyzes me, but my desire overcomes this pain and I take
Kuroki inside me as I let out a soft sigh.
“Haa……”
Once Kuroki's cock is completely in, it surprises me how much it's throbbing. I
grab his shoulders to at least try to keep myself still but there's no stopping the spasms
inside me. Somehow, Kuroki's cock doesn't feel like a foreign object anymore.
“Who told you it was fine to put it in?”
“But……”
I can't keep still any longer. Kuroki slaps my trembling hips.
“You have no self-control. You ignore me, plunge my dick right inside you, and
now you move around as you please. It's like you're using me to masturbate.”
“Th- that's not true…!”
“Not true, is it? You don't really care what it is as long as you have something to
put inside you.”
“That's not true! You're terrific, teacher……You're terrific, Mr. Yoshitaka.
Ah…aahh……!” I tell him that he's wrong, but I do what he accuses me of anyways. I'm
so turned I can’t help wrapping both legs around Kuroki's hips and swaying my own hips
back and forth.
“Ahh……! Uugu……so good!”
“Your moves are so erotic. Does it feel that good?”
He unbuttons two of my shirt buttons. Kuroki licks his fingers and reaches under
my shirt to touch my nipples.
“Ohh……!”
He twists my erect nipple and it makes me even more aroused. I sway my hips
more violently as Kuroki's cock rubs against the inner walls of my soft insides while
sweetly pleading with him.
“Teacher……”
Just rubbing is not enough. Kuroki must fuck me hard.
“Teacher……fuck me…….”
“You're so greedy and yet it's still not enough?”
Kuroki grabs my hips. And gives one hard thrust up.
“AAHHH…….!”
My mind goes blank for a second and I cum all over my shirt.
“You're the best right after coming.” Kuroki says in a husky voice. I wrap my
body around Kuroki, unable to let go.
“Ah, aahh……oh! Wait……!”
Tears blur my eyes but even though it hurts when Kuroki repeatedly fucks me,
pleasure exceeds the pain.
“Tea…cher. Ah, aahhh……nth! I……love you, teacher.”
“Stick your tongue out, Tomoya.”
I stick my tongue out like I'm told. Then Kuroki violently sucks on it. In return, I
desperately cling on to Kuroki.
“Ahh…teacher. I'm coming again……I'm coming…”
I'm so turned on that it feels like I'm losing my mind. My whole body trembles.
“Where does it feel good?”
“In- inside! It feels good inside……!”
“You're such a sex-addict.”
“Ahhh……!”
It becomes so hot inside that it burns. I swoon with joy, getting weaker and
weaker.
As I feel Kuroki's throbbing slow down inside me, he lets go of my hips. Now I
want to kiss him and roll around naked with him, but I know that's impossible to do here
so I get off his knees like a good boy. When his cock slips out, I tighten my ass. It
instantly feels empty down there. If I didn't tighten up, Kuroki's cum would have dripped
out. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kuroki quickly straighten his clothes, sit down at
his desk, and pick up a pen as if nothing had happened. I also straighten my soiled shirt
and put my school uniform back on. I have to change into my gym clothes back at the
classroom because there's no way I can ride the train with a dirty shirt. I will go to the
bathroom after I change my clothes. In the bathroom, I have to try getting all of Kuroki's
cum out of my ass otherwise it might stain my gym pants when I'm on the train. Kuroki
has his face turned to the side, looking like he has already forgotten about me. I stifle a
sigh, turn my back on Kuroki, and open the door.
“Um……see ya then.”
Kuroki just says 'yeah' without even looking at me. When I leave the chemistry
preparatory room and close the door behind me, I notice that my anxiety has only gotten
worse. I press my hand to my chest.
I want Kuroki to look at me more; not only during sex. I want him to look at me
all the time. I want him to call me ‘Tomoya’ and hold me some more. What do I have to
do in order to get that? That's all I can think about as I walk down the hall alone.
* * * *
Every morning, I started seeing Sakisaka on the train, but that wasn't the only
place we talked at because he made sure to say hello to me whenever I caught his eye at
school.
“Shiromoto, you're not even on the health committee and yet you're pretty
friendly with Sakisaka! I mean, I feel like Sakisaka has taken a liking to you. Like, even
in the hallways he always makes sure he talk to you, Shiromoto.”
Since even Murase has noticed, it obviously made me wonder what all of this
meant. I couldn't think of a reason why Sakisaka would like me; he was becoming even
more popular than Kuroki. He instantly attracted attention because of his good manners
and looks. I didn't mind that he was paying so much attention to me since this is Sakisaka
we're talking about, but when Kuroki found out about this, it became a nuisance since he
once again immediately accused me of seducing a man. But I only love Kuroki, so I
would never seduce anyone else.
I get on the same train as usual, grasp on to the hanging strap and let my body
sway along with the moving train as I think about Kuroki first thing in the morning again
today.
“……….”
My heart starts beating violently from just thinking about him. I try to hide it, but
it's somewhat hard to do.
When I let out a long sigh, I suddenly notice that something is touching my butt.
It's not a bag. It's moving by itself.
A molester? It can't be.
It's very unlikely that a molester would approach me – a man. Sakisaka was
wrong about last time, but right now, it seems like I really am being felt up! Someone is
gently stroking my butt crack through my pants.
This feeling reminds me of something. When I went to the chemistry storage
room to deliver the handouts three days ago, Kuroki had also gently stroked my butt
crack. My body still grows hot whenever I remember the touch of his skilled hand, his
long fingers.
Maybe Kuroki is the one behind me? My heart starts to race with excitement
when I think this. I let the hand do as it pleases.
“Fu……”
I almost cry out so I have to quickly bite my lip. I want to turn around and cry out
'teacher', but I can't do that since I'm on a train, so this frustrates me.
I feel a breath on my ear.
“Does it feel nice?”
The soft voice startles me. It's not Kuroki behind me! This soft voice is
completely different from Kuroki's voice. I freeze on the spot, confused. I immediately
want to escape, but my legs feel weak and I can't move. His hand moves from my butt
towards the front of my pants. He slides his hand up my cock through my pants as if
checking to see what's there.
“Oh? You're not hard. Didn't it feel good?”
This voice and faint smell lingering in the air seem familiar to me, and I try to
remember where I came across it while I desperately try to calm down.
This is…this voice belongs to…
“Mr.……Sakisaka……?” I ask doubtingly behind me.
He chuckles, and his breath tickles my ear.
“You just realized? You must have been quite shocked, right? I thought you were
letting me do this because you knew it was me.”
Sakisaka touches my butt crack again, but this time he's not using his finger. He is
touching me with a much harder and stouter object.
“No……” I shake my head, realizing what this is, but he continues to rub up and
down against me. A shiver runs down my spine.
“Mr…Sakisaka.”
“Oh, don't do that. If you keep sounding so cute I won't be able to control myself.
Look what you're doing to me now! I couldn't stop thinking about you after we met, you
know.”
“Ngh….!”
“It's your fault. You're making me hard,” he whispers into my ear with delight,
and it gives me goose bumps. I can't believe this is happening inside a train of all places.
It doesn't feel disgusting, though.
“Please stop……”
Even when I try to get him to stop, Sakisaka still doesn't stop.
“You really are cute. The more I look at you the more I like you,” he whispers
sweetly and presses his hard cock against my butt.
“Uguu……no…”
“Let's get serious, no?”
“Hurgh….,” I accidentally moan. My face turns hot when I realize that I sound
like I'm enjoying this. What a stupid reaction! He's not even Kuroki! Reacting like this
makes it look like I don't care who I'm with, doesn't it?
No. That's definitely not true. Kuroki is the only one for me.
I squirm anxiously and in my head, blame Sakisaka for making me feel like this.
Sakisaka is so cruel for turning me on! Why does Sakisaka sound so passionate when he
calls me cute and says that he wants to get serious? He has never told me anything like
this before so I don't know how to react to it. I'm so confused! One part of me doesn't
believe him, but the other part is confused because Sakisaka doesn't sound like he's
playing a joke on me.
“You're so cute. I want to do it with you,” he says and grabs me around my waist
so that I won't escape. He persistently strokes my ass with his other hand, sometimes
touching me with his dick, but for some reason I don't struggle.
“You got hard.”
“……Eh?” I look behind my shoulder in surprise. I can't believe that a man other
than Kuroki made me hard by rubbing my cock through my pants. When I look into
Sakisaka's eyes, he looks back at me with a kind smile.
“You are hard, aren't you? It looks like you're going to come, Shiromoto, if I
continue touching your cock like this.”
“N- no way……!”
“Or maybe you'll come if I just rub right here?”
“……Ahh…”
Sakisaka digs his finger into my butt crack, chuckling when I quietly cry out.
“Hey, can I put my finger in? I'll make sure no one notices.”
He stops touching my butt for a moment and tries to squeeze his hand inside my
pants.
“Loosen up your belt for me, please?” He asks sweetly, sending a great wave of
pleasure through me.
“Don't……do that.”
“Why not? It'll feel good.” He grabs the front of my belt.
I desperately block his hand and take a step away putting some distance between
us, but he immediately corners me to the door, so now we're facing each other.
“I'm serious. I can't get you out of my head. I keep picturing you naked,” Sakisaka
passionately whispers in my ear. I don't believe him. Nobody has ever told me this until
now.
“You're… embarrassing me……”
My chest starts to hurt. I don't know how to keep calm.
“But I want you.”
“Mr. Sakisaka……”
His passionate husky voice makes it hard for me to stand on my own. What
should I do? If I cling to Sakisaka right now, he will definitely think I'm giving him the
okay. He will shove his hand into my pants and then definitely put his finger in like he
said.
“Ah……”
My chest starts to hurt even more when I picture him doing that. Sakisaka presses his
body against mine some more.
“I really envy Mr. Kuroki.”
“……!!!”
A shock – like that of cold water being poured over the head – strikes me when I
hear him say this. Without a word, I look at Sakisaka. He smiles and mentions Kuroki
again.
“It bothered me that you looked at Mr. Kuroki so much, so I followed you that
one time after school. I saw you go into the chemistry storage room.”
“Th- that's…!”
Cold sweat runs down my back. Out of fear, I find it hard to breathe.
“Calm down. You need to keep your voice down, Shiromoto.”
“……….!!”
He found out! Sakisaka found out about Kuroki and I! I have to say something,
but I'm just so flustered that I can't get any words to come out. My mind has gone blank,
and I slowly start to tremble.
“There’s no need to be so scared. I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm just jealous of
Mr. Kuroki. I too, want to pleasure you like he does. Oh, but please don't get the wrong
idea. I'm not going to force you to do anything. Wait, that doesn't make sense now, does
it? Haha. The thing is, I want you to want me.”
Is he saying I can trust him? The thing I'm scared of the most is having Kuroki's
reputation damaged. Kuroki will get in big trouble if the school finds out about us.
“I want you. I think I've fallen in love with you.”
I hadn't been paying attention to him, because I was thinking about Kuroki but the
word 'love' brings me back to reality.
“You love me?” I repeat after him. It’s not like I'm actually asking him if he loves
me; it's just that I'm not used to hearing the word 'love'. Hearing it now makes me feel
strange.
“Yeah. I love you,” Sakisaka says again, and my eyes widen in surprise.
Sakisaka loves me? That's positively impossible! With that, Sakisaka brushes his
hand through my hair and leaves. I silently watch the back of Sakisaka's head as he
makes his way through the crowd. The train has arrived at the platform, and I lose sight
of him when he gets off. I think about what had just happened on my walk to school from
the train station. But the more I think about it, the more confused I become.
I love you.
Sakisaka didn't look like he was joking when he said that. Was he being serious?
Did he really fall in love with me? My heart starts to throb. I press my hand to my chest
and am surprised by how fast my heart is beating.
It must have been some kind of a joke. I keep telling myself to calm down, but
Sakisaka is all I can think about even after I arrive to school. As usual, I talk to Murase
while waiting for the first bell to ring, but Sakisaka's face and the word 'love' continue to
sit in the back of my mind.
He loves me… Sakisaka loves me.
Suddenly, there's a commotion in the back of the classroom.
“What's with that face?”
Ienaga is picking a fight. It looks like Oda is getting on his nerves.
Ienaga's usually friendly looking face is contorted, but Oda doesn't even try to
make peace of the situation. He walks away from Ieanaga with a sullen look on his face.
It's rare for the two friends to be fighting.
“Don't stare at me,” Oda threatens me, his arm raised when I unintentionally make
eye contact with him as he passes by me.
At that very moment, Ienaga comes up behind Oda and angrily pushes him,
making Oda's arm accidentally hit me. He doesn't punch me, but his watch grazes my
face. I feel a sharp pain right under my eye and it feels wet when I touch it.
“Woah! Shiromoto, you're bleeding,” Murase doesn't even need to look at my
face because there's blood on my fingers. Ienaga looks at me with a my-bad-sort-of-look
and goes back to his seat, perhaps thinking that he doesn't want to get involved in this.
“……Sorry,” Oda turns pale and apologizes right away. I didn't expect for him to
do that.
“It's okay. It's just a slight scratch,” I tell Oda and wipe my face with a tissue, but
the scratch is bigger than I thought. I need to wash my face.
“Go to the nurse's office,” Murase says. My heart skips a beat at the word 'nurse's
office'.
“No, it's okay. It's not a big deal.”
Sakisaka is in the nurse's office. I'm not sure whether or not I can act normal in
front of him.
“But you need to put a band aid on that! We have math coming up. Takiguchi is
going to see that you're bleeding and make a huge deal out of it. Takiguchi is sensitive to
those kinds of things.”
Murase is right. Last year, Takiguchi decided to watch over a student who kept
skipping school, because he was being bullied all the time. But that student still kept
skipping school and that made Takiguchi feel like he couldn't help the student. So now,
he overreacts whenever he suspects that there is bullying going on.
I was threatened before, so I know how the student who was being bullied had
felt. But in my case, I never had any other choice except to come to school because I
don't feel like I belong at home.
Then one day, I met Kuroki. Kuroki saved me from that miserable life. Thinking
about that makes me grateful for being so lucky.
“Go to the nurse's office for our sake!”
It's hard to say no when Murase insists like this. I reluctantly get up from my seat
and leave the classroom, pressing the tissue to my cut and telling myself not to think too
much about Sakisaka as I head towards the nurse's office.
Sakisaka wouldn't say weird things at school. The first bell rings when I'm close
to the nurse's office. The students talking in the hallway finish up their conversations and
return to their classrooms. I walk briskly down the hallway until I reach the nurse's office.
I stand in front of the door, hesitating. Finally, I gather up my courage and slide
the door open.
“Excuse me.”
Sakisaka sits at his desk with his back towards the door but turns around when he
hears me.
“Shiromoto”
His smile instantly fades.
“How did you get hurt?”
He frowns in worry, and I look down with embarrassment. I didn't get hurt that
badly. Sakisaka sure is strange for worrying over such a small injury. He stands up from
his chair, walks over to me, and gently touches my cheek.
“It's a cut. Let's disinfect it, okay? Sit down on that bed.”
“……Okay.”
I sit down on the bed, entranced by his kind and gentle voice. Sakisaka's tone of
voice and words puzzle me. I find it odd that Sakisaka is so worried about me, but then I
remember what had happened this morning.
I think I've fallen in love with you; He had told me and touched me.
Could he be serious? Remembering this makes me nervous all of a sudden, and I
find it hard to breathe.
“This is going to sting a bit but please bear with it.”
Sakisaka sits down, gently holds my chin with his left hand, and lightly presses a
cotton ball soaked in disinfectant to my cut with his right hand. After he's done, he blows
on my cut and I raise my eyes to look at him without thinking.
His face is so close to mine when our eyes meet. He moves his hand from my chin
and touches my head, his fingers entwining in my hair.
“Please don't look at me like that.”
“……Mr. Sakisaka.”
Look at him like what? I don't know how I'm looking at him so there's nothing I
can do to fix this.
“This is why I'm hopeless……I'm starting to lose control.”
I don't need to ask him what he means by that. Sakisaka forces a smile and
gestures downward with his eyes.
The front of Sakisaka's slacks is bulging.
“Oh……”
“It's your fault this is happening. I know I said that this morning, but you're good
at embarrassing me.”
“I'm not doing it on purpose.”
I realize I'm staring at Sakisaka's bulge. Of course it makes me anxious.
“Shiromoto.”
His lips move towards mine.
Sakisaka licks my lips with the tip of his tongue and starts to kiss me. He kisses
me over and over, making me tremble so much that I forget to break away from him.
“U- um……” I open my mouth to tell him to stop, but his tongue immediately
goes inside and moves around as it pleases, exploring my mouth.
“Ah……,” I sigh. My body is starting to turn hot.
“Mr……Saki….. don't…”
“Ah…ah…ohh……”
Sakisaka pokes around inside of me with his finger while I hold my dick, gently
rubbing it. The truth is, I want to rub it with all my might, but I’m holding myself back
because I don't want Sakisaka to see this. Still, Sakisaka sees it anyway and laughs.
“Go ahead, rub it. What are you being shy for?”
“Aahh……hya!”
“I'll do it for you,” he says and takes my dick into his mouth again. He sucks my
cock as he pulls his finger in and out of my asshole, and I just can't stand it any longer.
Unsurprisingly, I come right inside Sakisaka's mouth.
“Aahh……Nngh!”
Sakisaka soothingly licks my wet cock. Suddenly, he takes his finger out.
“Mr….Yoshi……,” I gasp without thinking, and Sakisaka immediately looks up
at me with a bitter smile.
“You remember Mr. Kuroki even though I'm the one doing this? How cruel.”
“……!”
I immediately come back to reality when I hear Kuroki's name, turning pale as I
realize my mistake. In a fluster, I straighten my school uniform and get off the bed.
“But you're cute, so I'll forgive you. I actually really want to have sex with you
right now, but I don't want you to think that I'm forcing you.”
“……….”
I can't only blame Sakisaka. I was the one who enjoyed doing this with him.
“Besides, I already feel bad for going behind Mr. Kuroki's back.”
“……….”
That's right. I have Kuroki. I’ll never doubt my love for Kuroki; he's the only one
I want to have sex with. Then how did this happen?
“Hey, will you touch mine too?”
“Huh…?”
When he asks that, my eyes dart to the front of Sakisaka's slacks, and I see that
he's even bigger than before. His dick is probably stretching out his underwear.
“If you touch me, I'll keep this a secret from Mr. Kuroki. What do you say?”
That sounds like a threat to me. I should hate Sakisaka for threatening me but for
some reason I don't feel any resentment towards him. I find that very strange.
“I'll only do it if you keep this a secret,” I answer.
“I'm glad…… touch me?”
Sakisaka unfastens his belt, undoes the hook, unzips the zipper on his slacks, and
takes his dick out from his underwear. I wrap my hand around his cock and start rubbing
it up and down. It's hard to hold back from wanting to lick the pre-cum dribbling from the
tip of his erect cock.
“……Aah…that's good. That feels nice.”
“……Fuu…”
My chest feels tight when I hear how pleased he sounds. I never would have
thought that something like this would happen here, the nurse's office, with Sakisaka.
“When you touch me like this, I feel like I can already come.”
Sakisaka stands in front of me, breathing heavily; his brow is furrowed, and I feel
my mouth filling up with saliva.
I want to lick it. Sakisaka told me that he loved me, so that's the least I can do for
him. He even swallowed my cum just a while ago.
“Aah……I'm going to come.”
Sakisaka's dick swells up in my hand. Without thinking, I press it to my lips, but
before I have time to put it in my mouth, Sakisaka ejaculates right on my face. I'm not the
only one who's surprised at the cum shot, Sakisaka is too. He opens his eyes.
“Did you want me to come in your mouth?”
I hang my head, unable to answer. I can't get a hold of myself.
“How sweet…I'm falling even more in love with you.”
A smile creeps to his lips, and he smears the cum across my cheek. This doesn't
gross me out at all. I find this strange, too.
“Ah,” I grimace. It stings when he touches the cut on my face.
He then kisses my forehead.
“We're wasting disinfectant like this, but go wash your face. Then I'll finish
treating your cut again.”
I realize that this is his cue for saying that we're done, but I'm somehow
disappointed. I get off the bed anyway, though.
“Tomoya.”
I turn around to look at him when he calls my name. Other than my parents, the
only other adult who calls me 'Tomoya' is Kuroki. Lately, even my parents practically
don't call me that. Sakisaka says my name in a very loving way.
“Can I call you that?”
“……….,” I remain silent, not answering him with either a yes or a no. I wonder
to myself whether or not I can reject Sakisaka. This is the first time I have met someone
as kind as him. This is also the first time someone has told me that they love me. I love
Kuroki but Kuroki never says 'I love you' to me.
“Tomoya.”
It looks like Sakisaka takes my silence as a yes and says my name again.
“Won't you see me again? ……I'd like to meet up outside of school. Then maybe
you'll fall in love with me if we spend more time together….Don't you think so,
Tomoya?”
“Well…”
He's such a sweet talker. I never would have imagined that a good-looking adult
like Sakisaka would say something like that to me!
My hearts fills with warmth, and I feel so flustered that I can't say anything. I'm
still not sure why I feel this way, but I am sure that I don't want to disappoint Sakisaka.
“Is that a no?”
That's why when he asks me that, I can't say no.
“I'm so happy, Tomoya,” Sakisaka softy adds as I look down in silence.
My heart trembles at his kindness. How is it that being told 'I love you' can bring
a person such happiness? Still, I feel guilty, but I can't help the wavering of my heart.
* * * *
Sakisaka continued to act the same even after what had happened. It's not like we
arranged to meet or anything, but we talk everyday on the train that we ride to and from
school. When we pass each other in the hallways, Sakisaka always smiles and waves.
One thing has changed though.
Occasionally, Sakisaka would quietly and sweetly whisper to me:
I can't forget how cute you looked that time.
I love you. Let's go on a date. Why not go for a drive this weekend? We can see a
movie after that, what do you say?
I tremble whenever he does this. It leaves me feeling uneasy for the rest of the
day.
I love Kuroki. I want Kuroki to hold me, and I would do anything he tells me to
do. That has not changed.
Sakisaka is really confusing me. I'm so confused that I'm starting to feel like I
love Sakisaka. No way! It's either Kuroki or no one. I have only Kuroki. But what if I'm
making a mistake? What if what Kuroki said before, about me not caring about who I do
it with, is true? I'm starting to confuse myself.
Sakisaka is nothing like Kuroki so that can't be the reason why I’m attracted to
him. His appearance and personality are completely different from Kuroki's. Kuroki has a
cold, good-looking face. The students think of him as a cool chemistry teacher with a
stony expression. I know that Kuroki can be a little distant, but when he touches me with
his cold hands, my body grows hot as if it’s put on fire, and I can't help but want him.
On the other hand, Sakisaka always looks calm and friendly. This is probably
because his eyes look so gentle. Sakisaka's double eyelids made him look very kind,
unlike Kuroki's wise eyes. His words, personality, and the way he looks at me are all
kind. He told me to go on a date with him this weekend, but I had never been on a date or
ever been invited anywhere either.
“……What should I do…?” I quietly sigh as I sit at my desk and look out the
window before afternoon class starts.
I want to go for a drive. I want to give this date a shot. I bet the movie will be
interesting too. Should I go? It probably wouldn't hurt to go just this once. Sakisaka so
kindly invited me, so it would be wrong to turn him down. I don't have a reason not to go.
I'm sure it wouldn't hurt if we just go for a drive and watch a movie.
Besides, I want to see how Kuroki would react to this. I wonder what Kuroki
would say when he finds out about Sakisaka? Maybe he'll be jealous just a little bit! My
heart starts beating fast when I think of Kuroki becoming jealous.
“……….”
That's right. I still haven't thanked Sakisaka for saving me from that molester, so
that's another reason why it wouldn't be right to turn him down.
I'll go to the nurse's office when class ends and tell Sakisaka that I'll go on a date
with him this weekend. But does it really make it a date if the reason why I'm going is
just to thank him for rescuing me from that molester…?
I wonder how this date will go? I'll probably be so nervous that I won't know what
to talk about. Besides that, I haven’t sleep well these past few nights, so I'll probably be
dozing off during the movie.
Ah, I know it's stupid to let my imagination run wild like this, but I sit through
class worrying about these things. When the bell rings, signifying the end of 6th period, I
make sure that the teacher leaves the classroom before I make my way out into the
hallway and head straight towards the nurse's office.
I walk quickly – my heart racing – and arrive in front of the sliding door that leads
into the nurse's office. I take a deep breath, call out 'excuse me' and slowly slide the door
open. Sakisaka, who's siting at his desk, immediately turns around and looks at me. He
smiles the moment he sees me.
“You came.” He ushers me inside.
There's no need for me to explain why I came. As I stand in front of Sakisaka, he
puts his arm around my waist and pulls me towards himself. I end up standing right
above one of his legs while he himself sits in a chair. I force a smile as I try to free myself
from his grasp.
“Um, I need to talk to you about this Saturday.”
“Oh, that. What about it?” he casually asks, but he doesn't remove his hand from
my waist. Rather, his hand travels from my waist down to my butt. He strokes it as he
coolly narrows his eyes at me.
“I- I didn't even thank you for saving me from that molester.”
“I'm glad that I could be of some help to you.”
His smile marks his words. He pulls me closer to him as I blurt out.
“A- and since you invited me, teacher……I- I'd like to go, if that's okay…”
I have never been invited to go anywhere up until now, so I don't know how to
accept invitations. Sakisaka quietly looks at me while I wonder whether this is the proper
way to do it.
Then he smiles and says:
“Really? Well, I'm glad.”
With that, he starts rubbing my butt more vigorously. I try to put up with it, but in
the end collapse down on top of Sakisaka's thigh in a straddle position. When I try to get
off, Sakisaka hugs me and pulls me close to him.
“Um, teacher……” I protest, looking over his shoulder. His lips brush my earlobe
and make me exhale a long deep sigh.
“You accepted my invitation, so I take it that you at least have some feelings for
me?”
I didn't think of that. I simply didn't want to turn him down. I just wanted to go on
a date with Sakisaka.
“……It's…not like that…” I shake my head, but start to feel guilty.
Kuroki will probably be jealous……
This makes me feel bad. Sakisaka is very happy, though.
“You really surprised me. I want to make you mine. I love you, Tomoya.”
“……Teacher……I…can't…”
I start to rise up from Sakisaka's thigh, ready to get off of him; but instead of
letting me go, he hugs me even more and kisses my neck.
“Let's kiss, Tomoya.”
“……….”
“Look at me.”
When I look down at Sakiska, I see him looking up at me with seducing eyes.
“Teacher……”
I let him put his hand behind my head and pull my face towards his.
Our lips meet. After softly kissing for a while, Sakisaka touches my lips with the
tip of his tongue, and I open my mouth, letting his tongue slip inside. Sakisaka's tongue
scratches the roof of my mouth and sends shivers down my spine. I can't resist this sweet
kiss.
“Ngh……fuu!”
Gently and passionately he kisses me, and I can't think about anything anymore.
In the back of my mind, I know I mustn't do this, but I really like it when he kisses me
like this. It takes my breath away. Sakisaka slides his lips down my chin and to my neck.
“You know I want you, right? I love you.”
I am fully aware that Sakisaka wants me, because I can feel his stiffening cock
poke my butt as I sit on his lap. It hurts to breathe, but it hurts even more in my heart. My
heart beats wildly, but I can't do any more than just slightly shake my head no.
“No,” Sakisaka says, letting me go. “I should stop embarrassing you, Tomoya.
There's still tomorrow. I'll kiss you again tomorrow, so won't you tell me how you feel
about me then?”
“……….”
I start feeling hot when I look into his eyes. I seriously don't know what to make
of Sakisaka's words. Sakisaka is going to kiss me tomorrow, but I'm not sure how I
should act or what I'm going to tell him.
“Please go. I don't know what I might do to you whenever we're together.”
“……….”
I get off Sakisaka. It's only after I stand up that I realize my penis is starting to act
up, but what can I do now? I give a slight bow and exit the nurse's office.
“I'll pick you up at noon. I'm looking forward to it.”
That's the last thing Sakisaka says before I slide the door close.
Is it really okay to go on a date with Sakisaka tomorrow? I start to doubt, even
though I know I won't turn him down because I'm looking forward to this date too.
* * * *
The next day, we went to a restaurant for lunch and after that to a movie. It took a
long time to get there, but the reason we went so far away was because we wanted to
make sure that we wouldn't come across anyone we knew. I was happy about this;
because people would start to talk if they saw us together. My relationship with both
Kuroki and Sakisaka is a secret. It suddenly occurs to me that I don't think people would
accept it if they found out about it. Up until now, I never would have imagined that
having people find out about my relationships should make me so worried.
“Let's go buy the tickets, alright?”
“Ah, yes,” I nod, but Sakisaka pays for them before I have a chance to take out
my wallet. He spoils me the whole time, and makes me feel all fluffy inside. So this is
what a date is like. I'm so happy that my heart beats loudly the entire time.
“Here you go,” he hands me the ticket.
“Thank you,” I bow and politely smile at Sakisaka.
He pets my head and strokes my hair.
“Don't look at me like that. It makes me want to kiss you right here.”
“Ah…” I blush. I'm surprised but not because he says the word 'kiss' out in the
open, but because he says it in a way that's sweeter than usual.
“It's going to start soon,” Sakisaka insists, and enters the theater room with me
following closely behind him. The lights are already dimmed, making it dark inside, so
I'm careful not to trip over the stairs as we make our way towards ours seats.
“Are you okay?” he grabs my hand on our way there.
I feel embarrassed because he’s being so thoughtful. I'm not used to being treated
this way. I hold Sakisaka's warm hand and he doesn't let go of me until we reach our
seats.
During the movie, he keeps touching me, and it makes me even more nervous.
Sakisaka's hand remains on my thigh throughout the whole film and sometimes slides
towards my inner thigh. I cast Sakisaka a warning glance, but his eyes are fixed on the
screen the entire time, so I can't tell how much of it is on purpose and how much of it is
unintentional. I end up holding back my breath for over two hours, so I don't pay
attention to the movie. Only after we leave the theater room do I finally relax.
“Was it interesting?”
“Ah……yes,” I nod, but it seems that it's not too convincing.
“…Couldn't concentrate, huh,” Sakisaka bluntly states, and I look down, pouting.
“It's your fault, Mr. Sakisaka.” Because he kept touching me. I quietly tell him
that, and he smiles assuredly.
“Did I make you nervous? Were you thinking about what we're going to do after
the movie?”
“That's not…”
'It', I want to say but can't.
It will probably be dark by the time we come home. What's going to happen if
Sakisaka starts putting the moves on me in the dark? Sakisaka told me yesterday that he
was going to kiss me.
If he starts kissing me I……
I would be lying if I say that I didn't imagine anything.
“I want to turn you on so much that just the sound of my voice will get you all
wet.”
“Teacher……!” I warn Sakisaka as I look around us. Nobody is paying attention
to us, but his words alarm me.
“That……won't happen.”
“Are you sure?”
The sun is already setting when we exit the movie theater. While we walk towards
the parking lot, I can't help but tremble as I argue with him.
“I'm sure.”
“You won't even consider the possibility of that happening? Do you find it that
disgusting? Doing it with me?”
I……don't find it disgusting. I know that by now.
“You……just embarrass me when you say things like that, teacher. Didn't you
say you wouldn't embarrass me?”
Our conversation ends with that. When Sakisaka comes on to me, I find it hard to
refuse him. But I still love Kuroki. My feelings for him have not changed.
We reach the car, split left and right, and get in. It's just the two of us inside.
Suddenly, I feel like I'm suffocating and begin breathing hard. Sakisaka puts in the keys
and starts the car engine. We slowly make our way out of the parking lot and speed up as
soon as we get on the main road. As I sit in the seat beside Sakisaka, I sneak a peak at
him but can't tell what he's thinking about. Maybe what I said pissed him off? Sakisaka
hasn't said a word since we got in the car.
It makes me anxious that he doesn't look my way, so I can't help but cast side
glances at him. Is he angry because I keep avoiding him? Is he not going to come on to
me and say 'I love you' anymore? That makes me sad.
It hurts to think that Sakisaka is mad at me. Isn't he going to say anything?
Anything will do! Even asking me if I'm imagining doing it with him would be okay,
because then, I will honestly say that I was imagining it a little.
“What do you say we have dinner together at my place? My cooking tastes better
than it looks. Or do you want to go eat somewhere else now?” he finally speaks.
He's inviting me over? I'm so relieved to hear that he doesn't sound angry that my
eyes start to water, but I quickly blink a couple times to hide it.
“……No, it's alright. Let's go to your place.”
I'm not hungry at all. I feel chocked up like something is stuck inside me. If we go
to a restaurant right now, I'm positive I won't be able to swallow the food.
“Good. Then we better hurry. It's getting late.”
It's gotten completely dark outside and the city is starting to glow in the night.
I look at my watch. It's ten past seven. The road is not very crowded even though
today is Saturday so we drive without stopping. If this continues, I'm sure we'll arrive at
his place in 30 minutes.
“Do you have any plans for tomorrow?”
“No, not really.”
Is he going to invite me to go on a date again for tomorrow? This doesn't turn out
to be the case, though.
“Good,” Sakisaka just nods and doesn't say anything else. Then he changes the
topic, leaving me in the dark of what exactly is so good about that. “How did you meet
Mr. Kuroki?”
The unexpected turn around of the conversation shocks me. Just the mention of
Kuroki's name stirs up guilty feelings and makes me regret going on this date. I want
Kuroki to be jealous but I also can't stand having Sakisaka be mad at me.
I want them both. Yes, I know this makes me greedy.
“There's no other way a teacher and a student can become so close unless one of
them makes the first move, right? I guess Mr. Kuroki made the move since you're the
type who likes to play hard to get.”
It's almost like he saw it all.
Kuroki certainly did make the first move, and I really didn't resist much besides
say 'no'.
“I……don't play hard to get,” disagree, but Sakisaka smiles.
“Really? At least that's the impression I get. I think you're leading Mr. Kuroki on,
too. You're just a boy looking for some sex. I shouldn't be surprised that you fool
around.”
“I don't fool around!” I immediately deny that last part, but he gives me a funny
look.
“You were fooling around with me, weren't you? Did you forget what we did in
the infirmary? I fingered you and you came in my mouth. I'm sure you remember the
taste of my dick.”
“That was because……” The memory clearly comes back to me. I was embracing
Sakisaka in the nurse's office.
“You were so cute that now I'm even more crazy for you.”
I didn't forget what had happened but I don't think that I was fooling around.
Having someone think that I 'fool around' shocks me. It horrifies me. I hear the sound of
gravel underneath and startled, I look around to see where we are going.
Sakisaka steers the car down a different road leading away from his apartment.
Suddenly, I have a new reason to panic. Sakisaka enters a bypass road and finally stops
the car in a secluded place. It looks we have arrived at a small park. Why did he stop the
car here? I wonder as I sneak a side-glance at Sakisaka.
Sakisaka parks the car and looks at me.
“Teacher……?”
He removes his seatbelt and moves towards me; a sweet, citrusy smell lingers in
the air. I let out a sigh, feeling like I'm being enveloped in this smell.
“I want to do it for real. No more playing. I'll treat you right and tell you how
much I love you everyday.”
There's nobody around in this dark. The only sound heard is our breathing and the
rustling of our clothes. From the looks of this situation, it feels like Sakisaka and I are
going to embrace at any moment.
“……You…will love me…?”
“Yeah. But I won't only express it in words, I will actually give you my love
everyday.”
“……….!”
What does he mean he'll give me his love everyday? Does he mean we'll do it
everyday? Sakisaka smiles at me as I gaze questioningly at him.
“I'll give you sex everyday and simply hold you the other times. You will want it
and tell me that you love me.”
“……Eh?”
A vague picture forms in my head; it's something I never would have thought of
until now that Sakisaka tells me about it. He will tell me he loves me everyday and hold
me even when we're not having sex?
“You don't know what to say, huh?” Sakisaka says and places his hand on my
chest while I'm busy imagining. Then he gently kisses me.
I instinctively part my lips, expecting some serious tongue action.
“Thank you. This makes me happy,” Sakisaka whispers and slips his tongue
inside my mouth. His other hand goes behind my back. I flinch, but he pulls me close to
him and slowly starts kissing me harder.
“……….Fuu……ngh!”
He sucks my tongue, making my tailbone tingle. I gasp for breath as I let Sakisaka
kiss me, tilting my head to the other side. Then he starts French kissing me harder. My
head feels foggy, and my chest feels like it's on fire.
“No……Mr…Sakisaka……”
“See? When you cry out 'no' like that, it only leads me on.”
He slips his hand under my shirt and raises it up to my neck.
I grab Sakisaka's arm but cannot stop him.
“Aah……!”
He locates my nipple and flicks it with his finger.
“This is the most sensitive part of your body, huh?” Sakisaka sighs when I flinch
away.
“……Ah……no……”
“It is. See? Your nipples are hard. I'm going to suck them.”
“Noo……” I shake my head no, but knowing that it feels better to have him suck
my nipples rather than twist them with his fingers prevents me from stopping him. My
nipples become hard even though I know I mustn't do this.
“Good boy,” Sakisaka lowers his face to my chest.
“Ah, aahh……noo……”
He licks, nips, and, rolls my nipple around with his lips. I feel an indescribable
pleasure as I hug Sakisaka's head close to me with both hands.
“Does it feel good?”
“G- good……so good……aahh……”
He holds my nipple in his mouth and sucks on it. Gasping, I writhe in pleasure.
“I'm going to give you a blow job so don't rush.”
“Ah, but……”
I can't hold back the excitement growing in my jeans. However, as this continues,
I feel I have to stop it. While I hesitate and think about what to do, Sakisaka places his
hand on the front of my jeans. He grabs my cock as if trying to get the feel of it and sends
up a numbing pleasure inside me.
“Teacher, no…”
I mean for him to stop, but Sakisaka doesn't take it that way.
“You don't like me touching you through the clothes?” he asks, unzipping my
jeans. Without stopping, he starts rubbing my cock through my underwear, softly passing
his hand up and down over it.
“Aah……”
It feels so good when he fondles my penis. I have lost myself.
“I want to do more but…”
All of a sudden, Sakisaka removes his hand away from me.
“It looks like it's time, so we'll have to continue this at my place as I thought.”
“……Time?” I look at Sakisaka, puzzled. Just a while ago he talked about time
too. What does he mean? Sakisaka doesn't look at me, though. He is looking out the
window behind me. What in the world is out there? I wonder, turning around.
“……….! “ I'm shocked into silence. I start to shake because right there out the
window is the person I least expected to see – Kuroki.
Kuroki's face looks pale white as he stands illuminated by the moonlight making
him look even colder than usual.
“He needs to know that he has his hands on something that doesn't belong to him.
I think this should clear things up. I told him to meet me here at 7:30.”
I completely can't comprehend what Sakisaka is saying. Kuroki is standing right
there! The reality of it shocks me. Kuroki saw us. What should I do now? He's going to
dump me. Kuroki is going to dump me!
My mind has gone blank and I open the door. I dash outside before thinking what
excuse I will tell Kuroki. I must apologize even if he doesn't forgive me. That is the only
thing on my mind.
I fall down on my knees in front of Kuroki and cling to his shoes.
“Teacher……! I- I didn't mean it! I didn't want to do those things with Mr.
Sakisaka, believe me! I only love you, teacher!” I beg forgiveness, in tears. I'm not lying.
I really do only love Kuroki. Only now, on my first date, do I realize this. Sakisaka told
me 'I love you' so sweetly that I couldn't think straight before.
This is all my fault!! Why didn't I turn down Sakisaka? I'm disgusted at myself.
“Please! Forgive me! For you, teacher I would……”
Tears stream down my cheeks. I cling on to his shoes even more tightly. I feel like
if I let go of him now, Kuroki will never look at me ever again. Kuroki doesn't say
anything but doesn't shake me off either. I know I'm just grasping at straws, but I
continue to plead with him to forgive me anyway.
“Teacher…I'm……s-sorry…! I'm sorry I d-did that. I…I just wasn't thinking
right!.……I'm so sorry……! Punish me any way that you want…… J-just please, please
forgive me!” I stutter through my tears. I don't know how to apologize so I desperately try
to make it sound convincing.
“I'm…s-sorry…..teacher.”
My forehead touches the ground. When I raise my head just a little bit, Kuroki
squats down in front of me. Kuroki touches my head and strokes my hair.
“……Mr. Yoshitaka…”
My vision is blurry from the tears in my eyes but I can see Kuroki narrowing his
eyes and looking sternly at me. This is my favorite expression of his.
“……Mr. Yoshitaka. I'm really sorry. I'll never do that again,” I suck-up to him,
coaxingly calling his name. Kuroki's touch is surprisingly gentle.
“Punish you any way I want, you say?” Kuroki finally speaks.
I frantically nod over and over.
“I'll do whatever. I'll do anything. I'll do what you say, Mr. Yoshitaka,” I beg.
Suddenly, I find myself in the air. I bury my face in his chest, sniffing with
happiness as he holds me in his arms.
Thank god!! He forgave me! He's not going to dump me. I swear to myself that I
will never do those things with Sakisaka again. Just having Kuroki is enough for me.
Kuroki carries me to his car and helps me get into the passenger's seat. Before Kuroki
gets into the driver's seat, he hurriedly zips up the crotch of my jeans since it was open
the whole time.
It looks like Sakisaka also got into his own car. I feel like I need to apologize to
Sakisaka, but I can't do anything in my current state because I gave my all to Kuroki. We
drive away from the park following after Sakisaka's car.
We return to the original road that we were driving on, and I relax, but not for
long. Kuroki turns right, continuing to follow Sakisaka. Sakisaka stops the car inside the
parking garage of his apartment building, and Kuroki does the same.
What is the meaning of this?
“……Teacher,” I anxiously glance sideways at Kuroki.
Kuroki's expression reveals nothing. Sakisaka opens the passenger door. He
elegantly escorts me out of the car like he had already done so today.
I look back and forth between them, but neither of them says anything to me.
“You’ve got a nice apartment,” says Kuroki.
“It's under my father's name,” Sakisaka answers.
I have never seen them talk to each other at school but they seem to be very
casual with one another. Since when did they become so familiar?
As I stand there in confusion, Kuroki pushes me from behind. It prompts me to
walk in between Sakisaka and Kuroki. What in the world is happening?
Still completely confused by what is going on, I rise up, together with them in the
elevator, to the twelfth floor.
“This is it.”
When Sakisaka inserts the keys and opens the door, I am the first one to be
pushed inside. Kuroki gives me a look that means I need to take off my shoes, so I do,
and we proceed inward. Down the hall there is an open door that leads into the living
room, but we pass by it and go further through the hall and into another room.
“Te-teacher,” I cry out without thinking when Sakisaka shuts the door behind us.
We're inside a bedroom. I have no idea why they would bring me here. I don't
want to think about it. I feel suffocated so I draw in a deep breath. My mouth waters with
anticipation. Kuroki comes up to me as I stand stock still, unable to move.
“Take off your clothes.”
My heart is beating so loudly that it's hard to catch what he says. I look at Kuroki
with fear. Without raising a single eyebrow, Kuroki orders me again.
“Didn't you hear me? I said take off all your clothes.”
“No……why…?” I can't take off my clothes! What is Kuroki going to make me
do in front of Sakisaka?
“No? And here you said you’d do anything. Were you lying? In that case, I can't
believe anything you say anymore.”
“Ah……,” I wasn't lying. I would do anything Kuroki says; I just didn't expect
this. Kuroki gazes at me coolly showing no signs of backing down.
I look at Sakisaka hoping he will stop him, but he also stares coolly at me. I
slightly shrug my shoulders. I have no choice when both of them silently keep egging me
on like this. I hold back my tears, looking back to Kuroki.
“I'll do anything…but…what's going to happen to me when I take my clothes off?
What are you going to make me do?”
Kuroki laughs.
“No need to be so scared. You like doing this. Sakisaka thinks you're really cute.
He wants to make you cry.”
I finally understand what Kuroki is implying.
Kuroki is angry after all. He is angry with me for fooling around with Sakisaka so
he's going to make Sakisaka have sex with me in front of him.
“No……! Teacher…I don't want to!” I desperately beg him, hoping that he will
change his mind. But Kuroki sighs and frowns, looking displeased.
“I came here because you said you'd do anything I ask, but it turns out I came
here for nothing… I can't believe anything you say.”
“N- no……”
“Don't say you'd do anything so lightly if you know you're not going to do it. I'm
out of here then,” Kuroki announces as he turns on his heel.
Having Kuroki turn his back to me is a sign that he has dumped me.
More precisely, Kuroki has now dumped me because I broke my promise.
I immediately grab him.
“I'll do it…anything…I'll do it.”
“You just said you didn't want to.”
“I’ve changed my mind! I'll do anything.”
Kuroki turns around and looks at me again. This alone makes me happy and
makes me decide that I will in fact do anything for him. This is my punishment, so I can't
disobey.
“Then you know what we're going to do, don't you?”
“Ye- yeah…” I unbutton my shirt with shaky hands. When I'm done, I let my shirt
fall to the floor and take off the t-shirt I was wearing underneath. It's not cold, but goose
bumps cover my entire body.
Sakisaka was watching us this whole time, siting on the end of the bed. I know I
can't do anything about him watching, though. I have no choice but to do what Kuroki
orders me to do. I take off my jeans with shaky hands. When I take hold of my
underwear, the tears I was holding back fall down my cheeks, but I don't even have the
power to wipe them away. In tears, I finally take off my underwear. I stand there naked
and ashamed. I can't stop my tears now.
“Good boy, Tomoya.”
I don't feel happy even though he praises me.
As I stand there between them, I cover up my front area with both hands and wait
for the next command.
“Sakisaka sucked you off so I think you should return the favor. Don't you agree,
Tomoya?” He's telling me to give a blowjob.
I walk unsteadily over to where Sakisaka is sitting and kneel down on the floor in
front of him. Sakisaka just looks down at me, not doing anything.
I loosen the front of Sakisaka's pants and take his dick out from his underwear. It
gets hard in my hand. Now I need to make it expand in my mouth.
“……Ngh……uh…”
Somehow, I can breath with Sakisaka's cock is in my mouth. I swirl my tongue
around the tip of his cock and take it in deep inside my throat. I suck on it with my lips
and tongue. Sakisaka's cock becomes harder in my mouth.
“Ngh, ngh, nngh…!” I squeeze the tip of his cock in my mouth as I suck and rub
the part of his cock that won't fit in my mouth. I can hear raspy breathing above me.
“This feels so good. Tomoya…this is better than I had imagined.”
“Fuu……guh……ngh…”
My saliva mixes in with the pre-cum on Sakisaka's cock. I become completely
engrossed with giving Sakisaka a blowjob because I want to make him feel good. I
noisily suck it like mad.
“You sure love it. It's like I'm being eaten.”
“Ngh……uh…”
“But I want to feed your other place,” Sakisaka digs his hands in my hair. He
yanks me away from his crotch. I don't realize that I'm sucking his dick with so much
appetite, and it kind of upsets me when he pulls me away.
“Come. It will be unfair if I'm the only one feeling good.”
“Ah……!”
Sakisaka picks me up and pushes me down on the bed. He puts his hands on my
knees and spreads my legs apart. When I close my legs out of reflex, Sakisaka flashes a
glance at Kuroki. Kuroki, who has positioned himself leaning against the wall this whole
time, walks over. He stretches out his right hand and gently combs his fingers through my
hair, placing his left hand on my knee.
“Tomoya, listen. Open your legs and let Sakisaka see. Show him how your greedy
little hole is shamelessly oozing wet.”
“……Noo… tea…cher……” I sob uncontrollably.
But Kuroki's word is absolute. I relax my legs. Sakisaka opens up my legs and
exposes my private parts.
“I'm jealous. Do you really love Mr. Kuroki?”
“Uguu……kuu……” I sob like a baby.
My whole body becomes hard because Sakisaka strokes my loins with the tips of
his fingers.
“You're amazing Tomoya. You can get a hard-on even in this situation. If you
really hated doing this, you wouldn't be hard. Are you aroused even now, Tomoya?”
“Aah……ngh!”
A sweet numbness runs up my back when Sakisaka teases me. I find that I don't
hate doing this. Why is this happening to me?
“You can't help it, can you? Tomoya.”
As tears run down my temples, Kuroki wipes them off and kisses me gently. That
alone sets my chest on fire.
“You're a natural born sex-addict. You get hard and wet when you see a man's
dick, don't you?”
“N…no…” I don't want to disappoint Kuroki by having him think that I do such
indecent things. I'm desperate. “You're the best teacher. Nobody else but you, Mr.
Yoshitaka….!” I whine, wanting him to understand, but Kuroki just chuckles in my ear.
“Don't make me laugh. This was your plan all along. Getting two grown men
wrapped around your little finger. You're terrible.”
His words, full of ridicule, make me sad. I certainly do deserve this. It's entirely
my fault. But one thing is for sure – my feelings for Kuroki are real.
“It……wasn't. I…can't…do something like that…!”
It was a mistake to go on this date and it was quite foolish to think that Kuroki
would be even a little jealous.
“Liar. You wanted both Sakisaka and me, didn't you? That's what you hoped for.”
“No……”
I want to explain it to him somehow but I am at a loss for words because the truth
is that my heart really did flutter when Sakisaka confessed to me that he loved me. I
didn't plan on two-timing them, but I feel that if this is what Kuroki says I was doing,
then I must have planned on doing this all along. I feel that maybe I did want to two-time
them all along.
“I wanted you too, Tomoya. I had many sleepless nights because of you. Your
cute face when you cum kept flickering in my mind,” Sakisaka breathes on my privates. I
feel like the soft, fine hair on my pubes stands up.
“Yeah. I kept picturing your cute penis.”
He kisses the very tip.
“Ah, aahh……”
He, then, puts it deep into his mouth and I feel a shiver running through me all the
way up to the top of my head. He noisily sucks it and rolls his tongue around it. I gasp
and writhe while Kuroki strokes my hair.
As Kuroki comforts me and Sakisaka gives me oral sex, it turns me on and I
thrust out my hips.
“It feels good, doesn't it? Tomoya.”
“Good……it feels so good…! No, ah, ah!”
I can't stop moving my hips once I start.
“But just oral sex isn’t enough for you, Tomoya. You're itching to get it up the
ass, aren't you? Let Sakisaka explore you.”
“No……ngh!”
He spreads my legs wide apart.
Every part of me is exposed before the both of them now that Sakisaka has lifted
his head: my lasciviously dripping-wet front and my eagerly twitching, tight hole. I feel
their eyes on me and I'm extremely aware of the twitching happening down there just like
Kuroki had pointed out.
“This is the kind of hole I like. So Mr. Kuroki trained you well, huh.”
“P- please don't…say that……!”
“Why? I said you had nice front parts too, didn't I? Don't worry. I'm going to do
it right this time, not just touch your front parts,” Sakisaka touches my opening. It goes in
without difficulty probably because of Sakisaka's saliva and the wetness coming out of
my ass.
My soft insides contract when he tries to go in deeper, rummaging inside me. I
want to feel him deeper in me.
“Aah……mooooreee…”
“You want more? Then let's put a second one in.”
I agree with Sakisaka. Kuroki puts his lips close to my cheek and scoffs.
“Tell the truth, Tomoya, this is still not enough for you, isn’t it? You must beg
Sakisaka if you want him to put three fingers in and churn it up inside you.”
“Ah, aahh……fuu…”
I tremble because I remember how Kuroki had always fucked me. I like it when
Kuroki stretches me out with three fingers and puts his dick in after he's done loosening
me up. I said it goes in easier when I'm wet, rather than having him cram it in.
And I think Kuroki is the best.
“Okay……” I hold my knees up, spreading my legs open and beg Sakisaka. “Do
it.”
Sakisaka narrows his eyes at me.
“You can't help it, huh. You've been very well trained.”
“Hyaa……uugu”
My wish is granted. He inserts three fingers inside and starts fingering me. It hurts
but feels great. Kuroki gently kisses me and strokes my hair so it feels even better than
usual.
“Do you like it, Tomoya?” Kuroki asks me; and trembling I answer that it feels
good. “Then let's have Sakisaka put it in soon. Beg for it Tomoya. Say 'please'.”
I extend both my arms towards Sakisaka.
“……P- please……Mr. Sakisaka……” I urge him but Sakisaka laughs, taking his
fingers out from inside me.
“You call Mr. Kuroki by his first name so how about calling me 'Ryou'?”
“Okay. Ryo…u……Mr. Ryou……hurry.”
“Hah…awesome,” Sakisaka sighs and puts a condom on his dick.
“W-why?” I don't really like the feel of a condom. I feel that it doesn’t go in as
easily.
“Does Mr. Kuroki fuck you raw? Well, aren't you loved…” says Sakisaka.
I hold my legs, raising them up.
“……Haa.” He puts it in as I lay missionary style.
Sakisaka's hard, strong dick stretches out my opening and slowly goes in deeper
inside of me, rubbing my inner walls. There's nothing I can do about the uncomfortable
feeling from the condom but even so, the intense, giddy pleasure boils up in me when I
feel him scratching around down there.
“S- so……good……aah.”
He pushes it in all the way in one go. Sakisaka's throbbing cock stirs up my soft
insides.
“Aah…it feels so full.”
“Yeah. Your lewd hole is completely stretched out. It's stuffed with Sakisaka's
penis. Isn't it a nice view?”
Kuroki raises my back and supports me up, prompting me to look at what is going
on in the middle of my crotch. I look at the place where Sakisaka and I are joined
together.
“Ah……c-cool.”
It's just like Kuroki had said. My hole is stretched out to as far as it can go. The
spot where Sakisaka has penetrated me tingles a little.
“It feels good, right?” Kuroki asks and I obediently agree.
“Yeah…”
Sakisaka slowly pulls out. Then plunges in again into my opening and disappears
inside of me.
“Aah……amazing.”
It feels good. It feels so good every time Sakisaka moves, because his dick rubs
my soft insides and the tip pokes deep inside me. I stick my tongue out, demanding
Kuroki's lips.
“Aah……no……ngh!”
Kuroki starts sucking my tongue while grating my nipples with his hand.
“He's so tight. You think I can do it without touching him?” Sakisaka asks
Kuroki.
“Yeah. Tomoya comes from just his ass, don't you, Tomoya?” Kuroki asks me,
and I simply nod yes.
Sakisaka takes a short breath, clearly satisfied with my answer.
“Your cute body matches your cute self. No wonder Mr. Kuroki can't keep his
hands off of you.” His voice is feverish and excited. It becomes unbearable for me,
thinking that he can make such a voice.
I wrap both my arms around Sakisaka's neck and shake my hips.
“Mr. Ryou……..I feel…amazing!”
“I feel amazing too. I love you, Tomoya.”
“Me……too. I love you, too!”
As Sakisaka shakes me around and Kuroki kisses my cheeks, I lose control of
myself and cry out as much as I please.
“What about Mr. Kuroki? Let's ask how he feels about you, Tomoya.”
Sakisaka says, and I look at Kuroki.
“Teacher…Mr. Yoshitakaaaa…do you love me?”
I want to know the answer more than anything. Usually I can't ask in such a flirty
way, but right now Sakisaka is with me so I can speak more playfully.
“Yeah,” Kuroki smiles. “I love you and your lewd body.”
I can't be any more happier!! My heart trembles with joy.
“Really? ……You'll look at me?”
He answers yes even to this. “More than you think.”
“I'm happy…so happy, Mr. Yoshitaka.”
Fresh tears run down my already wet cheeks. Kuroki wipes away the tears with
his finger.
“You're like a starved baby chick. Your need to be loved is never ending.”
“Teacher……so please……love me.”
I stretch my hand out towards Kuroki as Sakisaka shakes me around, and Kuroki
answers 'alright' to me.
“If you're cute, I'll love you whenever and however you want.”
Sakisaka smiles and that makes me so glad. I say 'okay', agreeing with him.
Thank god! Kuroki told me that he loves me. I don't have any other wish. I'm so
happy that is scares me.
“Aaaahhh……teacher! It feels so good……ohh……amazing…so goood!”
“Sway your hips around some more. Delight Sakisaka. Yes. Good job, Tomoya.”
By his command, I violently wiggle my hips back and forth. As Kuroki fumbles
with my nipples, I can feel I'm reaching climax even though not a single finger is
touching my front parts.
“Ah, ah…uugu……god…I'm coming, I'm gonna come!”
He violently pulls me up, and I cry out in a ridiculous voice as I shake my hips.
“……Wah…What's happening? Inside me-”
Sakisaka gives a slight groan and shakes my body even more violently. I shiver
and twitch from the vibrations going on inside me. Sakisaka expands inside of me and I
feel him come through the condom. I relax. Sakisaka easily withdraws from inside me.
This is not the end. Sakisaka turns over my weak body so now I'm laying face
down on the bed sheets, him holding me with both hands.
Gasping, I look back behind me when I hear the sound of a zipper.
I catch sight of Kuroki's dick. Kuroki's strong, hard dick grows bigger when he
passes it through his hand. Without thinking, my mouth waters with anticipation.
“Ah……teacher……enter me now. Hurry.”
Kuroki pushes his dick against my stretched out asshole. He buries the whole
thing in with one go, but I can't help but feel ecstasy all over again. It feels so good! I
love Kuroki's dick the most because he doesn't use that annoying condom.
“Aaah……it's hot……fuck me…Mr. Yoshitaka.”
I hear a squelchy sound when I shake my hips. It's so wet inside of me that it leaks
out. It feels like it only becomes wetter due to Kuroki's thrusting and the left over
lubricant from the condom. As he rubs his dick along my inner walls, I feel like I'm
losing my mind.
“Noo……teacher! It feels so good inside…!”
“Yeah. Now it feels amazing inside, doesn't it?”
“Ah…ah……I don't want to…melt…what should I do……? My body…is
melting…”
I raise my butt up high and sway my hips back and forth like mad. Kuroki thrusts
like he's screwing something into me. My hair is a mess, and I'm crying and gasping.
“So good……! Noo…this is so…amazing!”
“It's like I'm being sucked from the core.”
“Haa…ash……teacher, teacher……it feels so good, I- Aaah…!”
Kuroki starts moving violently. I start losing consciousness, and my vision grows
dim. My grasp on Sakisaka weakens.
“Amazing…….This is the first time I've seen such a lewd body.”
Sakisaka supports my torso as I start sinking down and steers my face to between
his legs. His dick appears in front of me and I immediately stuff it in my mouth. Kuroki
holds my waist and fucks my asshole while I lick Sakisaka's dick. I feel so terribly
ecstatic that I go mad.
“Teacher, I…can't…….I'm…gonna die…”
I have a hard time connecting my words. Kuroki puts his lips to the nape of my
neck and whispers excitedly.
“Then you should relax and die. Sakisaka and I will make sure you wake up.”
I relax when he tells me this. I leave my body in their hands, not thinking about
anything.
“No……okay…aahh……ngh. Teacher……please…release……I want–”
“I will, but don't spill it out.”
“I- I won't……so please, fill…me…up!”
His thrusting becomes more like ramming deep inside of me. I bend my back. I'm
done for. I can't take it anymore.
“Aaahh……ngh!”
I feel like I'm being pushed down into a deep dark place from way up high. With
that, I drift off. I wanted to suck my teacher's cock but couldn't in the end. And I didn't
even get to feel Kuroki come.
* * * *
On Monday morning I go to school in the blinding sunlight.
Usually, it's not a problem for me in the least to walk from the train station to the
school but today it's hard to do. The front gates feel very far away. I drag my shaky legs;
somehow managing to walk step by step. Usually it takes me 10 minutes to get there but
today it takes twice as long. I know why.
After those two tormented me on Saturday, I was exhausted and fell asleep. I
spent that night at Sakisaka's place and woke up in the morning because I felt that
something was wrong. I jumped out of bed because I felt an incredibly pleasant feeling
and a wet, slimy feeling crawling all over my skin. I found that Kuroki was fondling my
dick and Sakisaka was sucking my nipples.
Yesterday, Kuroki was in the front and Sakisaka was in the back. They fucked me
for two days straight and I literally became bedridden, so I spent half of Sunday in bed. I
ended up finding out the hard way what Sakisaka meant when he had said he was glad
that I had nothing planned for Sunday.
When it got dark, Kuroki took me back home and I fell asleep again as if I were
dead. Thankfully, I was able to somehow get up this morning. I'll probably have to skip
P.E. today.
Nevertheless, I am satisfied. When I acted cute, Kuroki said that he loved me, and
I engraved those words deep into my heart. I unlocked Kuroki's heart; my heart trembles
with joy when I remember how much Kuroki and Sakisaka had loved me. My body hurts,
but nothing compares to the happiness I feel right now.
Finally, I go through the front gates and walk slowly towards the school's front
doors. I change into my indoor shoes and then notice two tall figures having a pleasant
chat in the corner of the hallway. It's Kuroki and Sakisaka.
When they stand side by side like this, they look so picturesque. I don't know
what they're talking about but I can see that they occasionally smile so it must be a
pleasant conversation.
I spy on them but Kuroki catches my eye. After that, Kuroki whispers something
to Sakisaka and Sakisaka also looks over at me.
My heart skips a beat. It starts faintly pounding like a warning bell. A burning
feeling goes up my spine as they stare at me. I immediately look down and am about to
quickly head towards the classroom, but I can feel their gaze on me and my legs won't
listen to me. My legs already feel defected as it is, so I wobble in mid air.
“Careful, Shiromoto,” Kuroki says, appearing suddenly next to me and grabbing
my arm.
“Ah……s-sorry,” I apologize and try to pull my arm out of his grip.
Truthfully, I want to embrace him, but I can't do that at school.
He doesn't let me go, though.
“Tomoya,” Kuroki whispers quietly so that only I can hear. “You're a slut. I know
when I see one. That look on your face says it all. You're going to seduce a man you don't
know again today, aren't you?”
“I- I'm not going to seduce anyone!” I protest, flustered by Kuroki's teasing.
I don't need to seduce anyone. I don't feel the need to do this.
“Well how about that? You don't even realize you turn men on.”
“……Teacher.” I whine as I look up at him, making a point that he is the only
one I need. For some reason, Kuroki looks cheerful, but he's probably faking it. It seems
as if he is taunting me.
“That reminds me, Sakisaka says he's crazy about you. He wants to do it
again…What do you say to that, Tomoya?”
“……!”
I see Sakisaka behind Kuroki. He gives off such a classy impression that to me he
doesn't seem like the type of person who does such perverted things. Sakisaka smiles at
me and my heart can't help but stir because it hasn't been that long ago since he fucked
me. I look up at Kuroki even though I'm surprised at myself for feeling like this.
“I- I think you're the best Mr. Yoshitaka. I only need your love, teacher.”
These are my true feelings. Kuroki is the person who comes before anything else
to me. It's enough just to be by Kuroki's side.
“Is that so?” With that, he lets go of my arm. Just when I think that Kuroki is
leaving, he suddenly stops and says with a suggestive smile. “But you know, Tomoya,
your body is more honest than your mind. You know this better than anyone, don't you?”
He looks at me like he can see everything through me. The depth of his eyes
“No…….ah…I feel……strange…!”
Tomoya coveted pleasure as usual despite his saying 'no'. As Kuroki swayed their
hips together and watched Tomoya's sexy expressions, he touched the squelching wet
area where he had inserted his dick.
“No? You don't mean that, right?”
“Aahhh…”
When Kuroki pried open that sensitive area, it twitched. Without waiting too long
before it closed back up on him, Kuroki pulled out and quickly plunged right back in
again.
“Kuh……”
He ejaculated deep inside Tomoya. It seemed like Tomoya was ready for this. He
squeezed Kuroki, extending his climax. The climax was mind-spinning. He released deep
inside Tomoya, drop by drop.
After letting out a great sigh, Kuroki pulled out.
“Uugu……”
Kuroki relaxed as he looked down at Tomoya's sexy, nude body.
“……Teacher…”
Kuroki got off the bed, fixed his clothes, and brushed Tomoya's hair, while
Tomoya muttered to himself.
“That felt good,” he said. A sweet sigh escaped from Tomoya's partly open lips.
That was cute, Kuroki thought as he looked past the bed curtain.
“Now it's Mr. Sakisaka's turn.”
Tomoya flinched at the mention of these words. It seemed he hadn’t noticed
Sakisaka because he was so preoccupied with doing it.
“Mr. Sakisaka is hard from watching us. You should make Mr. Sakisaka feel
good.”
Kuroki stroked Tomoya's soft butt, and then moved away from the bed. Perhaps
from great shock, Tomoya's hands shook as he propped himself up.
“……….Mr. Sakisaka……you were watching?”
Tomoya looked shook-up, although it was too late to do anything about this now.
He blinked his teary eyes, knowing that Sakisaka had seen him acting flirty.
“Yeah. I saw Mr. Kuroki put it in. I just took some injured students back and
when I returned I see you two doing this… I got a little jealous, but when you cried, it
sounded so cute, Tomoya, so here I am.”
Sakisaka came over to the bed instead. His slacks open, Sakisaka put his dick near
Tomoya's lower half of the face. Tomoya opened his mouth partially by reflex and
Sakisaka shoved the tip of his dick inside, but then suddenly turned around to look at
Kuroki.
“Can I put it in?” Sakisaka asked Kuroki and not Tomoya himself.
Kuroki shrugged.
“Do you really need to ask me? Tomoya is waiting.”
To tell the truth, Kuroki couldn't understand Sakisaka's intentions. There was no
reason to ask his permission, and he thought that Sakisaka should just do what he wanted.
“All right then,” Sakisaka laid Tomoya down on the bed. Then climbed on the
bed himself and raised Tomoya's hips.
“You're so wet. Looks like it'll be easy to put it in,” he said as he put on the
condom, which he took out from his pocket and slowly entered Tomoya from behind.
Every time they moved, a wet, lewd sound came out.
“Aah…ngh……! Mr. Ryou……”
“Yes. It feels amazing inside you.”
“Aahh……Me too……i-it feels so good…”
“You really are submissive and cute.”
Kuroki listened to the two of them talking as he washed his hands. Then he
headed towards the hallway.
“No!” At that moment, Tomoya loudly cried out. Kuroki, who was about to open
the sliding door, turned towards the sound of the voice and looked at the two on the other
side of the curtain.
“Don't go.”
Kuroki thought Tomoya was definitely oblivious to anything, but his eyes were
fixated on him. Tomoya was gazing at him with teary, seductive eyes.
“……Mr. Yoshitaka.”
Tomoya stretched out his hand towards Kuroki.
“Please don't go yet. I don't want you to go……”
Tears ran down Tomoya's cheeks. Sakisaka wiped the tears off with his finger.
“You really are cute. Do you love Mr. Kuroki that much?”
Sniffling, Tomoya nodded in response to Sakisaka's question.
“I love him,” he said without a moment's thought.
“What about me?”
“……I love you,” he gave the same answer.
“Thank you, Tomoya. But Mr. Kuroki is still your first, isn't he?”
Kuroki faced Tomoya, who was nodding in agreement to Sakisaka's remark, and
snorted, thinking this was foolish. Whether it is first or second, what say do these
numbers have anyway?
“Mr. Kuroki, won't you do me a favor and stay just a little while longer?”
“……….”
Sakisaka was slyer than he thought. He wanted Tomoya, so he used Kuroki. Of
course Kuroki himself couldn't blame others since he used Sakisaka's presence to get a
stronger rush.
He sighed and went back.
“Honestly, it's all about you.”
He sat down on the bed and touched Tomoya's cheek with the palm of his hand.
“……Mr. Yoshitaka.”
Tomoya called out in a sweet voice and snuggled up against his hand.
“I'm glad, Tomoya.”
Sakisaka pulled Tomoya's hips towards himself and began moving.
“Ah, ahh……so…good!”
“Let's have Mr. Kuroki play around with your front.”
He was already disgusted at being forced to watch them deeply joined together,
and yet now Sakisaka was getting carried away and asking him to do this.
“Sorry, but I already washed my hands so I can't.”
Not only was he being asked to stay, he was also being asked to help. However,
when he refused, he was offered another suggestion:
“It can't be helped, then. I'll hold Tomoya's pee-pee so let's have Mr. Kuroki hold
your hand.”
He wanted to refuse to do this too but also wanted to end this as soon as possible,
so he reluctantly took Tomoya's eager, outstretched hand.
“Ah, I'm coming…I'm coming!”
The next moment, Tomoya, who tightly clung onto his hand, ejaculated on to the
sheets while trembling.
“Yes…it's so tight,” Sakisaka shivered after joggling several times while
continuing to fondle Tomoya's cock. Now that it was finally over, Kuroki let go of
Tomoya's hand and headed towards the hallway, leaving the two tangled up in each other.
“……Mr. Yoshitaka,” Tomoya called out his name but was not stopping him
from leaving anymore.
Kuroki, who left the infirmary, was disgusted with himself, wondering what the
hell was he doing? There had been no need to stay just because he had been asked to stay.
Heading towards the chemistry preparatory room, Kuroki inadvertently looked down at
the palm of his hand. Tomoya's warmth still remained there. Tomoya had clung to
Kuroki's hand and tears had flowed out of his eyes from the intense climax.
“…This is ridiculous,” Kuroki spit out.
But just as he got to work, he realized something. Usually he would be instantly
satisfied. However, today it only lasted until he got to the chemistry preparation room.
This was definitely unacceptable.
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