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Squick warnings: Sex in various forms, including quasi-incestuous themes and a 16-year-old female paired with an adult male. Violence will eventually rear its head as well; hey, you have to separate at least one body part from its owner in any BotI story.

Abstinence Education

by Madame Manga
Part Eight

�Manji, I�� Rin began to cry.
Manji growled and surged to his feet. �OK, I take it back. You ARE a little girl. Grow up, kid�when a woman can stir the shit that well, she�d better realize it�s gonna make a stink!�
�But I�but I�� She couldn�t speak for sobbing. Manji leaned against a pine and groaned, then turned his back on her in obvious despair.
A long, miserable silence while Manji muttered and Rin�s wet face alternately flushed and paled. If he hadn�t been angry with her before, he certainly was now. But that wasn�t fair. She clamped her lips together and dried her eyes. What could they do? He knew much more about these things than she did, and he saw only obstacles. How could she find the answer to such a complicated question from her position of ignorance?
Maybe that was the key�
�M-Manji, you�re my sensei. Couldn�t you think of it that way? As education?�
�Huh?� he barked.
�Well, you�ve been teaching me about swordwork, and I�ve learned a lot even if I don�t know a fraction of the things you do. You know�? We started at the beginning.�
Manji looked over his shoulder at her, but said nothing.
She twisted her hands together. �You told me we weren�t going to move really fast because nobody could learn to be a master in a day, and so we�ve been taking it step by step and only using wooden swords and sheathed weapons, and not trying anything too complicated yet. What if you did something like that�for these things too?�
He lifted a brow.
�Big brother�I guess you might be feeling�impatient, but wouldn�t that help at all? Isn�t that sort of how you were thinking of it anyway? You already got me a book so I�d have some information, and you did talk about giving me lessons and showing me things��
�Yeah�like a figure of speech.� Manji shook his head. �I dunno, Rin�there�s a big difference between drilling you on weapons technique so you can defend yourself, and teaching you how to suck my�� He cleared his throat and shrugged. �Look, forget it. The whole thing, I mean. I�m�sorry.�
�What? Forget about it?�
�Like I said, feeling horny won�t exactly kill me, even if it�s not too pleasant sitting on my hands.� He looked at the ground and folded his arms. �There�s other ways to deal with it than turning my little sister into my�housemaid.�
�But if you did teach me, then when I knew more about it, maybe then we could, um�do some more things than just kissing, and you�d be happy.�
He closed his eye and sighed. �Aw, kid�well, thanks for making the effort. You haven�t got a friggin� clue, but nice try.�
�Why wouldn�t that help?�
�I promised I wouldn�t hurt you. So to be honest, I got no choice but to keep my sword in the scabbard.� Slowly Manji pulled his clothes back together and tied his sash, then sifted a hand through his hair and removed a few pine needles.
Rin blinked. �You mean you think your henoko would hurt me? But it�s not that big!�
�Ouch.� Manji made a face. �Hey, wait a minute�how the hell would you even know what size��
�Uh�Manji, I really do want to learn�if you want to help me. Is it really a choice between nothing at all and everything?�
�Maybe it�s not.� Manji stuck his tongue in his cheek and seemed to consider the question. �You really think I�m the guy to teach you this?�
�Who else could I learn it from?� She gave him a tentative smile.
�I guess you�re right.� Suddenly he grinned satirically. �Hey, this could be important stuff for you to know. Men are gonna be paying plenty of attention to you in a little while, and most of �em are raunchy scumbags at best. A good grounding in the basics ain�t something to scoff at. Might even save your life someday.�
Rin laughed in relief at his mock-sententious tone. �Save my life?�
�Yeah, how�s that for self-justification?� Manji rolled his eye, but a load seemed to have lifted from his mind, for his posture relaxed. �Ahh, what a gigantic pain in the ass this is going to be. Gonna have to draw some strict limits and stick to �em. But hey, I guess there�ll be a few compensations. At least I can get my paws all over your sweet little bod.� He chuckled with a salacious edge and sat down next to her, then ran his hand under the hem of her furisode. He gave her thigh a quick playful squeeze with a grip just a little too hard.
Rin tried not to yelp and gave him a smile. �OK. That sounds fine.�
�Yeah? Mostly sounds like bullshit to me�but we�re all hypocrites in this freakin� world.� He reached upward and parted her loose robe over her stomach. �What�s the scar, by the way? That looks fresh.�
�It is. I had to let a woman cut me to get through the sekisho.�
�Huh?�
She told him the whole story in brief: how she had impersonated a young wife who had once undergone a difficult birth, and how the o-bugyo at the checkpoint had nearly ferreted out the imposture until she displayed the faked surgery scar.
�Man, this kid had twins at fourteen? Well, there�s a caution for you.� He traced the pink line of the scar. �That should fade pretty soon, at least. You had to strip in front of three guys? Sheee-it.�
�It was kind of scary, yes�but I knew I had to carry it through to the end or lose the whole game. I�m still a little amazed at how bold I could be in a situation like that��
He looked at her for a minute, a half-smile playing on his lips. �I�m not. At least, not after what you said to me last week.�
Rin giggled and bit her fingernail. �Maybe you aren�t.�
��Kiss me, Manji�, she says, right out of the blue. Nothing�s ever gonna surprise me again.�
�Really?�
�OK, surprise me.� He turned up his palms with an inviting air. �Knock my socks off.�
�Well�you�ve seen my, um, woman�s parts without anything covering them. Can I see what you look like too?�
Manji stared at her. �What?�
�I want to see you. A real man, not just those pictures.� She let her gaze drop to the area of interest. He shifted uneasily and crossed his legs.
�Well�uh�I told you they exaggerate. You might be disappointed.�
�I don�t think so. After all�it�s you.� She tilted her head and smiled at him.
Manji�s throat betrayed a gulp. �All right. Educational, that�s it.� Reluctantly, he extended his legs and began to pull his kosode open below the waist.
�Did I surprise you?�
�Uh�yeah, guess you did.� With an embarrassed air, he loosened his fundoshi, clasped his organ with a smoothing-back motion and took away his concealing hand. �Here I am, in all my glory.�
Rin�s eyes went wide. This was a much better view than what she had glimpsed from behind a tree. Surrounded by his black groin hair, Manji�s henoko looked something like a sword hilt buried in his body. Copper-brown, capped with a swelling head and wrapped by indigo veins like silk cords, it filled and rose as she watched. In a few moments it stood up at a high curving angle above the soft sack that nestled between his muscular thighs. �Can I�can I touch it?�
�Uh�yeah, I guess. Help yourself.� Manji made a slight sound and leaned back on his hands. �Don�t squeeze my balls too hard, but my cock likes that just fine.� When her fingers brushed him, he let out a long breath he had been holding.
�Does that feel good?�
��Uh-huh.�
�What did you do?� She curiously stroked the silky folds of skin right behind the head. �None of the pictures showed that hood thing.�
�That�s the foreskin. You don�t want to leave that hanging down or you look like a dog.�
She giggled and dipped her chin. �You don't look anything like a dog!�
�Of course I don't. Some guys tie it back with a thread, but you can just push it up like a sleeve.� Manji shifted and made another low sound.
�What do you like to call it? Your man's part, I mean?�
�Uh...I just call it my cock, but I guess that's a little raw...like saying �cunt�.� He fingered a lock of her hair as she bent over him. �You mind me using words like that?�
�No, not really. I want to know how men talk about things.� Rin felt a pleasant stirring in her belly and a burgeoning thrill in the air between them. Manji stroked her cheek and touched her lips. She gave a little warm shiver and an experimental grip to his hard organ. �Is it, um, standing up because of me?�
He cracked a smile and eased himself down to lie propped on his elbows. �Yep.�
�Do you�want to do something? I mean, so you can go there too? I think I see why people like to feel that way.�
Manji�s face twitched. �Hell, yes, I want to do something. But I�OK, just keep that there.� His hand closed over hers and pressed it around his henoko. �That�ll do�� His hips gave a heave.
�Just my hand? Isn�t there anything else?�
Manji showed his teeth with his eye shut. �Not right now, there isn�t. So don�t go making suggestions.� He opened his eye. �Well�I guess there�s you using your mouth on me�but that�s kinda advanced. Here, undress a little more and gimme both your hands.� Rin pushed her furisode off her shoulders and offered her hands to Manji. He curled them together and inserted himself in the space between her palms. �Just hold on. I�ll do the moving.�
He nearly sprained her wrists with the violence of his thrusting, but Rin tenaciously held on and watched his face when she could, quivering at the proximity of the tempest. So this was what he had meant about hurting her. No wonder he had had second thoughts�she was sure her tender parts would have been battered and torn by the time he was finished. Manji grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head down to kiss her; she complied and opened her lips to his tongue. His henoko felt like a living weapon in her grasp, furiously hard and throbbing.
�Aw�man�� He seized one of her breasts and dug his fingers into the soft flesh. Rin suppressed a gasp of pain and pressed her face against his pulsing throat. �I�m�going. Hang on�!�
Manji�s whole body sprang and released like a bow; he arched his back and shouted. Hot fluid landed on the backs of her hands. He collapsed flat and groaned. Rin let go of his rapidly softening organ and lay on his chest, panting as hard as he. His ribcage expanded as he gulped air and gradually quieted. A hand stroked her hair.
�Good girl. Stuck it out all the way.� He gave one last long pant and breathed normally. �Thought I might scare you a little.�
If she hadn�t already seen him do this to himself, she might well have been too frightened to continue. �No�I wasn�t scared. But are you always that, um, forceful?�
�Well�maybe I am. Guess I never had to worry about that before�heh.� Manji rolled her over to lie beside him and settled her head on his shoulder. �But don�t you worry about it either. I promised not to hurt you, and I won�t.� His skin was sweaty, his heart still going fast, and he kissed her forehead.
�Is that what you meant by drawing limits?�
He nodded slowly. �As long as I don�t get you knocked up, no harm done. Anything we do has to be only for your benefit�it sure isn�t for my personal amusement. So I�m not going to take your virginity no matter what. There are lots of other ways to get my rocks off.�
�Am I�still a virgin? After doing all those things with you?�
�Yeah, I�d say so.� He tucked his chin into his chest to look at her. �In the important respect, which is all that counts.�
Rin tried to wipe the thick clots of Manji�s seed from her hands and discovered that they were very sticky. �Counts for what, sensei?� Perhaps he only meant the possibility of pregnancy, but that wasn�t exactly how it sounded. She managed to clean up by scrubbing with dry pine needles.
He let out an impatient grunt. �Look, if my cock doesn�t go into your cunt, then you�re a virgin. You want some dinner?�
�Uh-huh�I kind of worked up an appetite.� She sighed and snuggled closer. �Oh, Manji�I feel so��
�Hey, watch it.� Manji shrugged her off and sat up. �Don�t get all starry-eyed on me.�
�What? Oh�� Rin flushed and covered her mouth.
�That�s right.� He jabbed a finger at her. �We ain�t married now, or anything like that. So no teenage mushpot crap.�
Rin swallowed hard, then nodded and got up. �Yes, sensei. Thank you for a most informative lesson.� She gave him a formal bow, just a little too low, and glanced up with what she hoped was a jaunty, teasing air.
Manji gave her a tight smile and nodded in return. �That�s the ticket. So�frogs or roasted corn?�

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