"A mighty yawn heralds the beginning of a new day."

"The sun beaming through the rice paper screen gives the room a pleasant level of light as I prop myself up, rubbing my tired eyes as I look beside me. Looks like Suzu's already awake, going by her empty but impeccably tidy futon."

"With my mind still half-asleep, I simply sit for a while and hazily look around the room. The walls look kinda bare without the collection of baseball posters and flags I had up when I was a kid, now that I think of it. All that's left is a single tatty poster for the local team."

"As each of my senses fire up, the faint sound of chopsticks clattering reaches my ears. My reaction is immediate, taking to my feet, throwing open the bedroom door, and jogging down the hallway to the main room."

"Sure enough, I see three people greedily tucking into breakfast after sliding the screen open, the day's morning news blaring from the small television to the side."

mik "That's cold."

"Dad hurridly gulps down the food in his mouth before looking to me, his face hardly apologetic."

jun "Thought you might want to sleep in. You looked pretty tired."

"He says, sitting next to a narcoleptic."

"My breakfast waits untouched next to Hisao, who gulps down his miso soup without a care in the world. Suzu and dad sit on the other side of the table, the former grazing on some rice as dad gets back to wolfing down pieces of mackerel."

"Huffing in displeasure, I walk over and take my place, setting myself down with a thud. Neither of the others pay me much heed, beyond glacing over to the loud distraction stomping about the room."

"As I start eating, I feel myself quickly settling down. Dad's food is good as always, and it's hard to stay annoyed while having a nice warm bowl of miso."

jun "You hungry or something, boy?"

"I look over to Hisao, his bowl of soup emptied and his rice quickly whittling down."

his "This is the best breakfast I've had in a long time. I could get used to this."

jun "I'll take that as a compliment."

"As we continue our eating, I notice that dad seems to be in an unusually bright mood. Maybe it's just my imagination - he has always been upbeat type, after all - but something feels different about him today."

"Maybe the chance to simply share a meal is enough to lift his spirits. Since I've been at Yamaku, I doubt he's often had the chance."

jun "So, any plans for the day?"

his "Guess we're largely up to Miki's mercy."

suz "Saying that sort of thing might get us killed."

mik "You can relax. I was just thinking of riding up into town and taking it from there."

his "On bikes? Do you have anough to cover us?"

jun "You can use mine, if you want."

mik "That old thing? Does it even still work?"

"I find a pair of chopsticks jabbed at the air in front of me."

jun "You watch your mouth. I use that old girl nearly every day. Might be getting on by now, but she's done me good."

mik "Sounds like it's settled, then."

# Timeskip

"It didn't take long for us to escape the house after breakfast, the urge to explore the area on everyone's minds as dad went to feed the chickens."

"With Hisao on dad's bike and Suzu sitting on the back of mine, we set a good pace as we breeze along the otherwise empty road. The odd hill or house is all that breaks up the flat expanse of rice paddies on either side of us."

mik "Yo, Hisao. You keepin' up okay?"

his "Don't worry, this much should be fine."

his "I'm guessing you get a lot of use from these things out here."

mik "Sure do, it's pretty much the perfect place for 'em. Flat, straight, not much traffic. Nice and easy to just shoot along the roads."

suz "You do know where we're going, right?"

mik "I remember this place like the back of my hand. I wanna drop by somewhere before we reach town, though."

his "Where?"

"As we start approaching an intersection, I jerk my head to the left."

mik "Follow me and I'll show you."

"Suzu clutches me tightly as I stop pedalling and let the bike tilt around the corner. This feeling of speed as the air flows past us is great, and going by Hisao's expression as he follows us around the corner, he's enjoying this just as much as I am."

"As we right ourselves and end up roughly side by side once more, I notice the thin bead of sweat running down his face."

mik "Heat not getting to you?"

his "I'm good."

mik "Glad to hear it. Lots of people complain it's too hot 'round here."

his "You know, you don't need to worry so much about me."

mik "But..."

"Whether in response or just from a sense of competitiveness, Hisao pushes down on the pedals and brings himself out of his seat as he surges forwards, the bike tilting left and right as he pushes past us with great effort. It's impossible to take that kind of challenge lying down."

mik "Hang on, Suzu!"

suz "Miki, dont...!"

"Ignoring Suzu's protests, I do my best to catch up with the boy. She clutches tightly to my waist, but doesn't seem to be panicking."

"It feels refreshing to breeze along the roads like this, with the fresh air flowing past us and bright sun overhead. It's just like when I was younger, even including when my friends and I would race our bikes."

"With some effort, I manage to pull alongside Hisao. His face, or rather his smile, takes me by surprise. He barely even notices me as he power on, his mouth in a wide, childish grin."

"Hisao really does look better when he's like this, finally freed from his inhibitions as he lets himself enjoy the moment."

# Timeskip

"Having arrived at our destination, Hisao and I prop our bikes up against a large tree as Suzu dusts herself off, and perhaps tries to collect herself a little."

"The old school building stands ahead of me, just as it had all those years ago. Mostly wooden, like everything around here, it seems to have had a few more bushes planted around it in order to not look quite so bare."

"Slightly puzzled, I absentmindedly tilt my head."

his "What's up?"

mik "I could swear it looked bigger."

his "That's normal, isn't it? You'd have been a kid when you were last here. Now you're taller and can see it for its real size."

mik "I guess. Didn't think I was that much smaller back then, though."

suz "It sure is..."

suz "...homely?"

mik "It looks a bit run-down, I know. This place isn't like Yamaku; We got lunch change compared to their budget."

his "I wonder if we could get in."

suz "I'm not sure that's allowed..."

mik "Pretty sure the place'd be unlocked."

suz "Not you too. What if somebody sees us?"

mik "Relax, it's not like anybody's around. The teachers would remember me, anyway."

"The explanation doesn't seem to settle her, but Hisao's already on his way. It's nice to see my assumptions about his nature proven, his sense of adventure kindled."

"Knowing she's lost, Suzu and I follow him up to the door, dirt crunching underfoot as we cross the school grounds. He stands aside to let me have the honour, the old oaken door reluctantly giving way with a bit of a heave."

"Hisao and Suzu file in as I automatically tug off my shoes. Only now do I remember that a teacher won't scold me any more for failing to carefully remove my shoes and slip them into the shoe locker beside the door. Smiling, I slip them in anyway."

"The floorboards creak as we pass over them, our trio slowly making our way through the hallway as our heads swivel about."

"Memories of running through these halls echo through my mind. It's only when I almost bump into Hisao that my distraction ends."

mik "What's up?"

his "Just nearly tripped over this thing. Why would someone put a bookshelf here of all places?"

"He looks down at the conspicuously placed waist-high bookshelf, placed firmly against the wall. Supecting something, I walk around to the other side and place my hand under the bottom shelf, using my stump to help as best it can."

mik "Help me shift this thing."

"He and Suzu look to each other with uncertainty. She just sighs, knowing that protesting would go nowhere."

"He takes the same position I do on the other side of the furniture, the both of us giving a grunt as we lift it up and set it down a few inches away."

"Sure enough, there's a hole in the wall about the diameter of a soccer or basket ball, beige plaster giving way to a dark abyss. It doesn't even look like there's been so much as an attempt to patch the area up"

mik "Oh man, that's lame. They just shoved this over the hole instead of fixing it."

"Hisao leans around the side to see, with Suzu grabbing at the bookshelf's top and levering herself over it a little."

his "Huh. Know what happened?"

suz "Was it you?"

mik "Hey, not everything is my fault. All I did was hit a ball through a window once."

"She stares at me, understandably dubious."

mik "...twice."

# Timeskip

"After wanting to have a look inside my old classroom, Hisao suggested he and Suzu wander the school grounds outside. I guess they're getting bored by now, as admittedly the place is pretty bare. To them, anyway."

"As I sit in the chair I used to sit in, feet up on the desk to relax a little, fragments of a life I once lived surround me."

"The potplant sitting on the windowsill, always looking like it was on its last legs, but never quite wilting entirely. An old clock on the wall ticking away. A cheerful message still scrawled on the blackboard for everyone to have a wonderful holiday."

"Even now I can hear the sounds of chatter around me, the teacher trying to quieten us down for the lesson ahead. The smell from that kid who fell into a rice paddie on the way to school. Glitter getting everywhere as we made a card for a boy who broke his arm. A girl crying after pricking her finger as we tried to sew plush toys."

"Then there was the baseball team. Nearly all of them were my classmates, after all. The best friends anyone could've hoped for."

"And then... there's me. One day, chuckling away at another terrible joke from the boy sitting to my side. Another, making a paper plane and hitting the board next to the teacher. Man that lit her up. Not to mention that frantic rush out the door every break, tearing outside to mess around be it sun or snow."

"And now I'm sitting alone in a classroom, surrounded by silent and empty chairs."

"Every life has its peaks and valleys. I know that. Times are sometimes good, and sometimes they're a little rough."

"I don't think I'm sad to relive those days, but it frustrates me how I can't put words to what I do feel."

"Hearing footsteps approaching, I look to the door. Hisao stands smiling, arms crossed as he leans against the doorframe."

his "Finished?"

mik "Yeah. Let's go."

# Timeskip

"With Suzu's endurance beginning to flag, the decision was made to save the trip to town for another day. With Hisao and I slowly walking our bikes along the road with Suzu in tow, we make our way towards one of my other favourite corners of the town."

"An apple tree a small distance from the road catches Hisao's eye as we make our way along, his gaze lingering as we walk."

his "We should've brought some food; those look pretty damn nice right now."

mik "Why don't we grab some?"

suz "You think they'll allow strangers to just pilfer their fruit?"

mik "That's how things work around here. We don't really worry about money much."

"I give the dubious Hisao and Suzu a salute before quickly ducking away, leaving Suzu to quickly grab my falling bike."

# Timeskip

"Walking back up to the two of them, I motion for them to follow me up to the tree."

"Reaching its base and propping our bikes against it, the three of us look up. It's taller than it looked from the road, with the lowest branches far from reach to anyone on the ground."

his "So you're sure we can take a couple?"

mik "Many as we want, they said. Better us having a feed than letting the birds get to 'em."

suz "That doesn't help if we can't reach them in the first place..."

his "Guess somebody's just going to have to go up."

"They both look to me in unison. This... isn't good."

mik "What?"

suz "What do you mean 'what'? I'm surprised you didn't offer to begin with."

mik "Well, uh, I mean... there aren't many footholds. Maybe you forgot that I also only have one hand."

suz "Since when did you suddenly start using your stump as an excuse?"

"Hisao's balled hand suddenly comes down on his palm."

his "You're afraid of heights!"

"Suzu looks to me in shock, but all I can do is cover my face with my hand. Of course he'd be the one to figure it out."

mik "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

suz "You learn something new every day. I had no idea."

"Looking up from underneath my hand, Hisao's stepped up to the foot of the tree and now looks intently at it. With me out for the count and Suzu unlikely to have the stomach for it, it looks like he's taking one for the team and plotting his approach."

"With a hop he starts on his way, plastering himself to the trunk with ease. He nimbly manages to hoist himself further and further upwards, usually with his feet, but sometimes resorting to reefing himself up with his hands where he can't find a foothold."

"It doesn't take long for Hisao's to follow his plotted course, swinging a leg up over the lowest solid branch to straddle it, and scooting himself forwards to where the apples are hanging from."

"Suzu and I just stare in surprise, both of us suitably impressed at his skill. With the sun shining through the leaves of the tree around him as he smiles down at us, quite pleased with himself at our response, I can't help but think Hisao looks a little cool. It's not often I think that about him."

mik "So were you a monkey in a previous life, or what?"

suz "He could be a ninja."

mik "That's a good point."

his "You're not the only one who got up to mischief as a kid, you know."

"Maybe I underestimated him. I had made a lot of assumptions given that he said he lived in the city, after all."

his "So how are we doing this? Catching them by hand might be a bit hard."

"Suzu and I look to each other. I guess I hadn't thought that far ahead."

"Evidently coming to a conclusion she rather wishes she hadn't, Suzu sighs and she steps underneath where Hisao sits. Taking the bottom of her dress in her hands, she holds it out a little, forming a net to catch them with. If it works, it ain't stupid."

"Apparently happy with the idea, Hisao calls out before dropping the first apple. Successfully caught without any problems, he starts twisting off one after another, sending them falling to Suzu."

"With none of us having discussed exactly how many we'd take, he ends up stopping once Suzu's skirt is reasonably full. Overcome with temptation, I pluck one out and take a bite to see how they are."

"The answer turns out to be 'pretty damn good'. I stand there and munch away as Hisao lets his body roll off the branch, hanging by a hand for a moment to gauge the fall before dropping to the ground on his feet."

suzu "Here."

"Suzu offers the seven apples in her skirt, with Hisao collecting them in his arms after dusting himself off."

"With that, the three of us set off for the creek once more, satisfied with our haul."

# Timeskip

"I've always enjoyed coming here as a kid, and even now I can appreciate it. Water quietly trickles along the small creek, a small bird or two crying out occasionally from the trees above. The place was just large enough to run around with a few friends in as a kid, and the ponds had enough water to float various makeshift boats."

"Hisao and I lazily sit with our feet in the water, the boy munching away at the last of our food haul while I stroke Suzu's hair, her head on my thighs as she sleeps. It's nice to have a chance to rest and cool down, the cool water flowing past my shins a pleasant sensation."

his "You know..."

"He busily attempts to swallow the bit of food he's eating before continuing."

his "I'm surprised you can ride a bike that well. I mean, without..."

mik "It's not so hard. It's like when I was undoing your buttons; you pick that stuff up pretty quickly when you have the need."

his "I guess walking around an area this vast would be pretty gruelling."

his "What about prosthetics? I noticed some guy with a prosthetic arm in another class."

mik "Eh... those fancy computer ones with the moving fingers are crazy expensive. Tried one of those hook ones, though."

his "No good?"

mik "I made a great pirate impression, but I never got the hang of actually using the thing. Never felt comfortable, either."

mik "Everyone's different, I guess. Just ended up being more of a pain than a help for me."

"Much to the annoyance of my father and the therapist trying to work with me. The whole fuss is probably part of why dad thought sending me to Yamaku might be for the best. I still don't know whether he was right."

"As he finishes the last of his apple, Hisao shakes his fingers in the water to clean them before looking to the slumbering Suzu."

mik "Peaceful, isn't she?"

his "Yeah. Then again, this whole town is like that."

his "I still don't get how someone like you could come from such a quiet place."

mik "When you're surrounded by nothing, you've gotta make your own fun."

his "Guess I had it easy, with the theatres, shopping malls, bookstores, and all that around. Used to hit up the arcades pretty often."

mik "Yeah, I noticed."

mik "Did you see those event things often? Like companies putting on street stuff for people passing by?"

his "You have no idea. People everywhere handing out flyers and packets, bands doing performances, little exhibitions run near the train stations, festivals..."'

his "When you have that many people so tightly packed together, you get a lot of spontaneous stuff happening. You can just wander around and find something to do, really."

mik "Man, that sounds cool."

his "Yeah, it was. After the heart attack, though..."

his "I guess there's not much point to that sort of thing when you're alone."

mik "Didn't you have friends? You seem a pretty well-adjusted guy."

his "Used to."

"I really have those two words. I recognise that tone all too well, too."

"With Suzu beginning to stir, Hisao picks himself up and takes to his feet, shins and feet still wet from the creek's water."

"I get a little worried as he staggers a little, his face telling of a sharp pain. It passes in no time, but I remember seeing it once before."

mik "You okay?"

his "I'm fine. Let's go."

# Timeskip

"The house is always so quiet at night. Aside from the chirping of crickets outside and my footsteps on the floorboards, there isn't really anything around to make much noise."

"It's not that Yamaku is loud. Quite the opposite, given that the teachers tend to be pretty strict about discipline in the dorms. There's still the occasional bit of music from the rooms around mine, though, or the chatter of some girls gossiping away a bit too noisily. Pretty sure I heard some suspicious moaning that one time, too."

"I got used to the background noise quickly enough, but it makes the near-silence of home a bit jarring."

"Somehow, despite my eyes only being open by a very generous interpretation of the word, I manage to notice a faint shadow against the rice paper door leading to the outside porch."

"I wander towards the figure out of curiosity. If it's a burglar, I could probably take 'em anyway."

"Sliding the door open offers little surprise. Hisao sits on the edge of the porch looking uo at the night sky, thinking to himself silently."

"Turns out he's thinking so hard that he hasn't noticed me at all. It's not until I've plopped myself down beside him that he turns to see me."

his "Oh. Hey."

mik "Here I was thinking I was gonna be a hero takin' down a burglar, and it turns out to be just some dork sitting outside."

his "Sorry to disappoint."

mik "Guess I'll just have to save the day some other time."

his "So what are you doing up so late?"

mik "Midnight snack. Walking around all day makes you hungry."

mik "What about you, sitting out here all by yourself?"

his "Thinking."

mik "You don't say."

his "It's just that you don't get a good view of the stars in the city. All the lights make them hard to see."

his "It's crazy how clear they are out here..."

"The stars, huh? I look up at them as he does, trying to get what about them interests him. All I see are the same stars I've always seen. Pinpricks of light in the night sky. They're pretty, I suppose, but I don't think that's what draws Hisao."

"I get the feeling this is one of the main differences between us, besides the different ways we grew up. I only see what's in front of my eyes. The world as it is. Hisao's eyes seem to see so much more than mine do, and as we sit here looking up at the same night sky, even now I can see that childlike wonder on his face."

his "It's so quiet out here."

mik "Yeah, I was just thinking that. Guessing the city would be different?"

his "Out in the suburbs it's fairly quiet. The nightlife around some places though is a culture all its own."

mik "Is it all seedy and stuff like in the movies?"

his "If you go looking for those kinds of places, yeah, they're around. When you get that many people in one place, you start seeing some weird stuff beneath the surface."

his "Don't let your imagination get too wild; I walked pretty damn quickly if I ever found myself in those areas. Mainly just stayed downtown, with all the shoppers and gaming places. Lights and advertisements everywhere, crowds buzzing, music on the air from nightclubs and karaoke parlours, it's just so different to the dead of the night around here."

mik "That sounds so cool. We should totally travel into the city over a weekend some time. Bet Yukio and Haru would have a blast."

his "Yeah, that'd be fun. Lots of those merchandise and manga stores for Suzu, too."

mik "Getting nostalgic, are we?"

his "More... whistful, I guess."

"I click my fingers, finally realising the word I'd been searching for all day."

mik "That's it! Whistful!"

his "Huh?"

mik "When I was in my old school, I was trying to work out how I felt. You finally put words to it."

his "You're welcome, I guess."

his "That said, I feel the opposite right now. Actually, it's been like that ever since coming to Yamaku."

his "Every day's been full of new things. It's weird how quickly you get used to being in a school full of disabled students, but everything else feels so new. New friends and teachers, different surroundings, living alone for the first time, and all that."

his "And you've shown me a lot of that new stuff, as well. Roping me into the track club, dragging me out here, and yeah, I guess what sex is like as well."

his "Even this night sky is totally new to me, and it's thanks to you that I can be here to see it."

"He turns to me with a really sweet smile. It's nice when he lets himself do that."

his "Thanks, Miki."

"I reach over and scruff his hair a little. He really should get that cut a bit."

"Making my case for me, he tries to straighten out his hair after I remove my hand, only for that familiar misbehaving tuft to flick back up. He really is a dork."

"His eyes linger on my a little longer than usual, making me curious."

mik "What's up?"

his "Well, about something I mentioned..."

"I keep waiting for him to continue, but his awkwardness gets the better of him. A smile slowly spreads on my face as I begin to realise why."

mik "Come on boy, say it."

his "Fine. If you don't want to do it again I'll just drop it, but..."

mik "But..."

his "Could you grab me something from the fridge if you're getting a snack?"

"That son of a bitch. I lunge sideways and bring my stump around Hisao's neck, grabbing it and pulling back to lock him in a chokehold. He struggles for breath and clutches at my arm, but it's futile."

his "Can't... breathe... let...!"

mik "Huh? What was that? You want a snack?"

his "Give... give..."

mik "Give? Give me what? Come on boy, I can't hear you."

"As Hisao's face starts to change colour, I decide I've had my fun and let go. He gasps for air as he rubs his sore throat, but it looks like I haven't done any real damage to him."

his "You're such a brute."

mik "What was that, perv?"

his "See? You already know what this is about."

mik "Sorry, I'm just messing around. You get so keyed up about this stuff that I can't miss the opportunity to tease you, you know?

"He snorts with displeasure, still rubbing his sore throat."

mik "So, you got a rubber?"

"The answer becomes obvious as his face becomes a frown. Guess it was too much to ask that he slipped one into his wallet or something. Then again, there are solutions to that problem."

his "Damn it..."

mik "Since we're like this, maybe there's something you could do for me."

his "And that is?"

mik "Masturbate."

"Even in the moonlit night, the red of Hisao's cheeks isn't hard to notice."

his "I shouldn't have asked..."

mik "Oh come on, I've already seen your body."

his "That's completely different. Can't you just watch porn if you want to see a guy do it himself?"

mik "You know porn's completely different from reality. I wanna see how a dude really does it."

mik "Fine, how about I do myself as well? Does that sound good?"

"He moves to protest, but the words don't come out. It's a little amusing to see him to visibly ponder the question now that the scales have been tipped."

"Eventually, he takes a long, shakey breath. It looks more like an admission of defeat than a teenager getting the chance to fool around with a girl."

"Hisao pulls himself back off the side of the porch, both of us turning to face each other as we sit. I guess I got the advantage, with my back pressed against the wall for a backrest."

"It's only now that I realise what I've gotten myself into. Getting another person off is one thing; you're focused on making them feel good, after all. This, however, is the sort of thing I've only ever thought of as being done in private. Of course, it'd be just the same for him."

"For a brief moment, I try to think of this as simply watching 3D porn. It doesn't work at all."

"With great hesitation, Hisao begins to work off his pants, followed by his underwear. With the two sitting by his side, his stick is sitting there plain to see, the tuft of hair behind it not quite hidden. His eyes move up and down, trying to look at me, but finding himself too embarrassed."

"It'd be a lie to say that doesn't turn me on a bit. Being able to watch him do this for my benefit."

his "Could you not stare?"

mik "That's kinda the point, dude."

"He tilts his head in resigned acceptance as his hand haltingly makes its way onto his shaft."

"With the other hand on the ground for support, he begins to move it up and down. The first thing I notice is that he doesn't bring it over the head, but only along the lower part. It also looks like a pretty form grip he has on the thing, whereas I'd always thought it'd be way looser."

"It's an odd atmosphere as he strokes himself, my elbow resting on my knee as I watch intently. His gaze begins to wander over my body as he goes, mentally trying to undress me as he gets more and more aroused."

"As time goes on, the first bits of liquid start to seep out onto the head, flowing down and mixing with the motions of his hand. A slight pain from the side of my thumb makes me realise I've begun absentmindedly rubbing at it with the fingernail of my other finger."

"Man... this really is turning me on. That mixture of arousal and shyness, the way he tries to imagine me as he pleasures himself."

"Having had enough of enjoying this purely as an observer, I work off my shorts and underwear, spreading my legs a little to allow him a small reward."

"I slide my hand down past my own lower hair and onto my own organs, already moistened from being able to watch him. If nothing else, at least it's been a damn enjoyable show to watch."

"After bringing my fingers inside myself to wet them further, and enjoying the sensation enough to make a few motions before pulling them back out, I begin to work at my nub. Circling, petting, stroking this way and that with my fingertips."

"Watching the precum continue to form on Hisao's shaft as he plays with himself, a pleasant sigh escapes my lips. Maybe it's because I was able to get off on watching him beforehand, but this isn't as weird as I thought it'd be."

his "Enjoying yourself?"

mik "Sure as hell. You're really trying not to shoot too early, aren't you?"

his "This still feels weird to do in front of someone..."

mik "Just go with it. Besides, you're getting to see me too."

"I feel my muscles shiver as a small spike of pleasure runs through me. My toes curl as I keep going, the cold wood on my butt and cool breze on the outdoor air doing little to temper my excitement."

"As exciting as this might be, though, it isn't quite what I want. My fingers move faster and faster over the areas I most like being touched, and under normal circumstances that would be enough, but it's the thing before me that I want right now."

"Hisao pauses as I reluctantly stop my playing and pull myself to my feet."

his "Hey, what are you...?"

mik "Sssh."

"I bring a finger to my lips, before covering my bared area with my hand and scuttling inside, closing the door behind me lest somebody see the half-naked boy. This would be a terrible time for someone else to be walking about the house."

"Finding the room empty, much to my relief, I skitter over to my own wallet sitting on an end table near the door. Opening it with some difficulty, I only barely manage to make out what's inside of it, retrieving what I want before coming back."

"Opening and quietly shutting the door behind me once more, I give the bewildered Hisao only a passing glance as I take a seat right before him. He looks on wordlessly, his shaft having regrettably shortened as he awkwardly cups it from modesty."

his "You had one? Seriously?"

"As much as I'd like to make some quipt at him, my mouth is full with the foil square gripped in my teeth. Managing to get a good tear, the top of the package obediently flicks off, letting me grab the translucent white condom inside before spitting it out."

"My heart racing as my sense of temptation starts to get the better of me, I give him a gentle push. He gives no resistance as I move to roll the condom on his quickly expanding rod before he can protest any further, managing to do so with a couple of abortive attempts."

"Straddling his body, I lose any sense of hesitation and I move to rip off his top."

his "Miki, please...!"

"He might be offering to do it himself, or wanting to scuttle the whole thing for fear of somebody hearing us, but I'm past caring. Yanking at his clothing, it finally comes off after some force is applied to the problem. His beautiful bare chest is my reward, the line from his surgery doing little to slow my rushing hormones."

"Pressing my hands against his lower stomach, I raise my knees for leverage and start to lower myself onto his rod, stopping a couple of times as I feel it bumping either side of the critical hole."

"A long, deep sigh of euphoria rings out from the both of us as I feel it finally slide in, his thick shaft pressing against the moist, warm walls inside of me. Even through the condom the parts of his penis can be felt out, from the top of its head to its very base."

"I really do like this position. Looking down at him shows a flustered face, sweaty and dazed as he looks up at me and my body. I have total control over him now, and over my own pleasure."

"Without further ado, I begin to move my hips up and down, the feeling of penetration made all the better thanks to my knees being the air. My breasts move about as I do, the tank top providing little support for them."

"We both do out best to keep the noise down, given our situation. I manage pretty well, I think, keeping my wits about me despite the usual huffs and puffs of being the one doing the work."

"Hisao, as seems to usually be the case, is somewhat less controlled. It gives me a chance to get back at him."

mik "You look like you're enjoying this."

his "I don't think... I can't..."

mik "Settle down, boy. You just need... to go with it."

"The words do little to calm him as my hips continue thrusting up and down, his crotch no doubt a mess from our combined fluids. I can feel my muscles starting to tighten slightly as I try to control my feelings as best I can, but as this goes on, that becomes increasingly difficult."

"He really is quite a looker with his clothes off. That heaving chest of his, a thin sheen of sweat now covering it, looks nicer than ever."

mik "Nnnnn... Hisao..."

his "Please, I can't..."

"From the tone of his voice, this isn't going to last much longer. I keep moving regardless, the euphoria runnng through every inch of my body telling me to drive onward."

"The look on his face as he clenches his teeth, holding on for dear life to try and keep this going jusy a few moments longer makes me even more excited. Harder and harder he tries, teetering on the edge as he desperately attempts to hold on."

"More... I want more of him. Hold on boy, I just want that little bit more..."

his "Ahn...!"

"His mouth opens wideas the rush of climax surges through him like a lightening bolt, his pelvis hitting so hard against my own that it almost hurts."

"Once, twice, three times his hips jerk upward as intense muscles spasms grip him, eyes open wide as he orgasms. His entire body shakes and shivers as it grasps every little bit of the intense pleasure running through him."

"And then... it's over. His hips sink back down to the wooden boards for the last time, rod still twitching away as his mouth hangs open and gasps for air. His eyes look dreamy and unfocused, the rush of hormones still leaving their mark."

"Knowing that I've had my fun for tonight, I slip myself off his slowly dwindling rod The experience has taken its toll on me just as much as it has on him, leaving me flat on my back and gasping for air too."

"The two of us must look like dying fish right now, both lying on the porch with heaving bodies, our open mouths gulping for air."

his "You're crazy."

mik "I was just... turned on..."

his "I can't believe... you hid that you had one..."

mik "You never... asked..."

"I raises his hand, probably to try and make an obscene gesture at me or something, but lets it flop back to the ground as he finds himself unable to muster the energy."

"With my senses returning to me, I let my head roll to the side. The stars that Hisao had been so wrapt in sit above us, twinkling away."

"Realising that I've stopped panting, Hisao looks to me, and then to the same stars that I watch."

mik "You know..."

his "Yeah?"

mik "They're just stars, man."

"Despite my expecting some joke or teasing remark, Hisao just smiles."

his "I know."