Furuba no Hinansho

Kinyuu 8


Watashi no nissho e,

It was more than I ever could have dreamed of. Especially since we were doing it in school! Hadn’t planned on that. It was hot, though, have to admit that. The only thing that could have possibly made it even better is if he had strip teased for me before hand, but oh well, there’s always tomorrow….

He began first by unbuckling my belt. The pressure that he applied just below my stomach as he did so caused arousal to begin to pool there, my member slowly beginning to react. He then unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them, lightly touching me. I shuddered, but he didn’t seem to notice. I think it was because he was so nervous. My pants went down and the only thing in the way now was the boxers that my brother Ayame had given me. They were pink. Pink! I don’t know what could have possessed him to give me such a gift, but I bet he must have his reasons, whatever, and however insane, they must be. I’m just glad that he was too… ‘occupied’ (smirk) at the time to notice them. Hmmm, I had a feeling this was going to be quite interesting….

For what seemed to be almost an eternity, he just stared at my boxers, concentrating hard on them as if everything would magically disappear if he thought hard enough. But I guess he came to terms with himself because the next thing I knew, I felt his strong hands grip my sides and slowly pull my boxers down; so slowly that I had to grit my teeth to keep from pulling them down myself and shove it into his wet, hot mouth. The suspense was almost unbearable and a little embarrassing. I wouldn’t admit it, but I ‘m naturally a very smooth person. Not a hair anywhere. It’s better to have people just think I just shave…

Inch by inch, he slowly exposed me until the opposing material was finally where it belonged, on the floor with my pants. I thought he would look at it in disgust, but all I saw in his expression was shock. Was I that so unusual? I mean, just because I was lean and slightly (O.o) effeminate didn’t mean that I had to be small down there too. Despite that, I decided to play it cool and respond to his reaction, try to snap him out of it. So I laughed and said,

\"Why kyo-kun, I do believe you are staring.\"

That’s when I saw him blush.

Oh, I almost died, journal! I had never seen him blush this way before. His slightly tanned skin with pink beginning to flood his cheeks, his questioning eyes and parted lips that I would be making swollen in a just a moment… Ahh, I wanted to take him right then and there, but then he would start getting the wrong idea and you know…. Besides, what he did next kept me from doing anything or even from being able to think straight….

He licked the tip of me and I jumped at the short yet pleasurable sensation and grabbed the back of his hair by reflex. I wanted him to do it again …and again…and again, but before I could tell him, he began to lick up and down the sides of me, his tantalizing tongue torturing me at my sensitive spot. I moaned and got a better grasp on his hair and pulled him closer to me hoping he would get the idea that way that…I needed him to stop teasing me and start…

I felt him grab my thighs and I got turned on even more, if that’s possible. My message must have gotten across to him because soon, he took me full into his mouth and a jolt of pure pleasure shot through me like I had never felt before. I didn’t need to tell him anything; it’s like he knew just what to do. He sucked me…uhhh…he pumped me…ahhh…Did I my mention my eyes were closed the entire time?

My downfall came when I had decided to open them.

O…M…G… If you could only have seen the look on his face. His eyes had been closed also and his lips were swollen the same shade of pink as his cheeks. I could see my cock appear …and disappear …and reappear as his head moved back and forth, up and down. When I told him to take me in more, he slowly and sexily opened his eyes and looked straight up at me with this intense look that suggested nothing but pure sex, all the while my cock still inside his mouth.

Then he squeezed my legs and started to move even faster and suck even harder and I couldn’t hold out any longer and…

Shhhhh…Hahhhh…..Uhhhh….Ohhhhh…..Ahhhh…..

Kyoooooouuuuuuuuu!!!!!


Day 2

And then…. it was over. For me anyway. But I didn’t know that at the time…

\"K..Kyou-kun. So…sore wa…yokatta desu yo. You did well. Your task is done for today… Kyou-kun?\"

I was shocked at what he did next, but I thought it was just a side effect of what we had just done. He slowly began to rise up from his kneeling position towards me, both hands on either side of my desk chair. He continued to move closer to me until our faces were just millimeters apart, him hovering over me, keeping me prisoner in my own desk. His eyes, seemingly burning with desire, almost too intense to bear, almost like he was looking right through me. It frightened me a bit, but I dismissed it simply as another aspect of the job of a sex slave. Not caring that I was still very much exposed, I closed my eyes, tilted my head, and began to rise myself up to meet his lips with my own….

But they never met.

\"Kyou! Chotto matte! Where are you going! Kyou!\"

\"Dammit!\"