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Pair: Mai (Kra) x Takeru (SuG)
word of the Challenge: Speed
Any student who has the big wide world a school subject that he is not up to the death can not stand.
In my case, the sport.
Not because I'm fat and inflexible, it is rather the time before, after and ... somehow in between with given rise also, given the embarrassing situations.
Can you follow me?
I mean simply what my classmates when I already while I'm taking off the shirt. "I would not be surprised if Takeru times had a bra underneath," she joke and that only because I was contrary to her homophobic, narrow-minded notions of a model husband. Can I do something that Mother Nature is not just blessed me with muscles? My life with a soft, feminine face makes for hell? I just do not hairy abdomen, legs or no woolly hair on my ass have? Can I do something that I just look better with blond hair, as these ordinary average-male Homo Sapiens with black fluff?
Can I?
I say: no.
But my opinion will always listen to no one, except this gaggernden, squeaky, hug me ever-ending chickens. Yes, I speak of the girls in my class that my looks are indeed "great," but it certainly exaggerate and look at me as one of their peers.
Am I not, I will not. Thank you.
But when this skirmish and the blasphemous estates of the lodgers were not enough, while physical education is the kindly on, not of my classmates, who have quite used to me in shorts and tight T-shirt, but of these primates, who complain Oberstüfler. Once we
on days like today, for example, into the fresh air, go to the beautiful warm sun opens up a powerful shadow, a wall of sweaty make, disgusting-smelling, tree-like guys who dare to different ready.
And who are their victims?
Small, light, blond guys like me.
Thank fate, I love you too.
soon that they have cast their stupid comments, they come to blows. The worst thing I had to take it, was once a black eye, a torn top and a bloody lip.
Otherwise they are quite peaceful.
Today, however, as they rumschubsten me in her cycle came, something like a flipping idiot standing on the idea of "games we make Takeru naked and tied to a tree!".
Ohja, God, I'm angry. Punish me.
And they dragged me back to the poor, ignored, I went around and rumbrüllte, they should tell me "let go gottverflucht!" It was so something from them no matter how I felt.
far and wide, no teacher in sight, no supervisor, would not, today I did not get away so lightly well. But just as I had lost all hope of such a dark, yet powerful voice penetrated my ears and said nothing more than: "You behämmerten idiot, let him go now, or what it is!"
Melodic, right?
winking I looked up as the ranks of my tormentors slowly thinned and my angel-to-be showed up.
... What the hell did he doing here?
For I knew him, Ohja, better than I liked because that was probably the most popular, hottest guy from our school: May, senior spokesman, spokesperson, power holders and heartthrob. He was tall, muscular, everyone was ready in Kendo and has been the only one who had requested a normal conversation with me.
One must say, from about did not come, because after I'm through wit the boys and encouragement of the girls, become class president and had seen him on some meetings and to know him.
Not that you could have something deeper, for scarcely two minutes that you talk with him alone, get the girls, like moths to light, and to transfer him.
a Splash Takeru ~!
But he just stood up for me?
Back to reality, I only saw it as something with one of the guys cleared, then grabbed me by the neck and wegzerrte of the puzzled-looking high school students.
There was no time for explanation, because when I wanted to even begin to say something, was our teacher turned up and called us all to him. Why is this idiot
appeared not to when you needed him and came after it was inappropriate? May
naturally understood the hint, hint, let me go so back to my fate delivered. Ade, nice hero! Maybe I would have
time later to thank me?
Had ... I do not.
After changing the upper level and types came after only the next terror: Lessons in! The
now appeared that we should pass through an obstacle course.
Yummy yummy, rumrobben in the mud, hit the bloody knee sprain and will probably have a hand.
Ohja, Takeru, sports was great.
Why could not we, like the girls wandering around with balls, swing bands to music or playing volleyball?
No, instead there was a lesson which you had to exist at this stupid and this course typical, stupid statement in my teacher: "It does not matter your speed, but the fact that your goal achieved,"
Yes, great, I knew already that I would be the last, the showers will probably cold and my clothes would be scattered in the locker room.
I hate sports!
Groaning, with attached elbow, muddy knees, aching belly and hair wet with sweat, I drag myself to the shower. As
Last, who would have guessed it?
But a good thing it had at least: I had the lukewarm shower for me alone, I had no stupid jokes about existing and fewer large existing masculinities could be relaxed and listen to trickle down, eyes closed, the water on me.
And home I would make a great mountain eat chocolate, Ohja! At least I do not pay attention to fat hips!
And yet, I banged my fist against the wet tiles and sobbed quietly. My whole body was shaking and I accidentally bit my aching lower lip.
I hate sports and I hate my life.
"I hate ...", I mumbled quietly ahead of me and pressed his forehead against the flow," I hate it. "
One moment it was very quiet around me and I shivered.
Why was from the shower?
I looked up and saw then a hand on the shower faucet, swallowed hard and twisted around. Quiet auffiepend I pressed myself against the flow, as I notice that May was in front of me, as naked as I, but with towel around his hips.
"No, no ...", he murmured softly, as he saw that I wanted wegwinden me.
He put a fluffy towel on his head and ran down, then put his arms around me and pulled me close to him.
remained completely stunned me so, saw a trembling lower lip to the shoulder in front of me.
"If you want to know, Takeru, I like you as you are." He whispered softly in my ear and hugged me back tightly.
I did not but a shudder came over me, a wave of emotion and so pressed into my face, sobbing at him, clutched his hands in his bare shoulders and swallowed hard.
He rocked me gently back and forth underlined gently over my head and murmured again and again: "It's good, is good. You can not help it. "
I bit my lower lip, swallowed hard and nodded.
May pushed me by the shoulders back slightly ruffled with the towel through my hair and smiled at me.
"Hm? Chin up, kid. You are cute. Believe me, someday they will understand it, you're the one who has more advantages. "He said and nudged my nose. I
could not do anything more than nod and look to him as he slowly left the shower.
deep breath I took the towel from my head, stroked it, sighing softly.
"May! Wait, "I cried when I hastily umband and ran after him.
It does not depend on the speed, but that it reaches its destination.
Maybe I have no muscles, no hairy legs, no breasts or fat hips.
but a date to May.
Pair: Ruki x Uruha
word: soft
There are things in a man's life, the need for just his ego. can specify one
given a nice apartment, a big car and a friend with you throughout the city.
To make it short: I am a completely happy man!
My apartment is awesome, my car is not thick but already obese and my girlfriend is so feminine, she is already male.
Well ... öchöm ... to be exact, it * is * a man
But hey, you can not see, if you do not look hard enough, and anyway, my guy all the benefits that brings a woman with him. If not more!
What do I want with a big bust when a flat chest but is suitable for anfummeln much better? And who claims that male nipples are not sensitive? That are better than any G-spot!
I also have to make me not greasy or wide hips Wabbelpopöchens, my friend has a butt that is where you can crack walnuts, Ohja!
to mention his cute little duck face. A kingdom for those lips and those sinful eyes when he looks up for glassy to me.
Well ... the looking up is the only problem. That's my guy can
namely only in bed, because otherwise I'm there the need to look up.
Ohja, shame on my small head! But what can
I am sure if God punishes me with 1.62 meters and him with a concentrated amount Sex on Legs equips to 1.77 meters?
Ohja, the world is unjust, unfair and it does the kids and the adults preferred.
Mostly.
because as I said, this sex god is mine.
And when I say I agree with you that!
There are just things in the life of a man, the need for just his ego.
And I admit, Uruha is my absolute push in general.
I do not understand why someone like him can just love me, like me always forgives my mistakes and follies, why exactly he just he, but everyone and everything can have, why he crawled into my bed comes, the snout like a duck twists and cuddles and cuddles and says that he wants a good morning kiss.
I'll never understand. Maybe I have to do that?
No, I do not need.
Uruha is a mystery in itself, * my * mystery that I have learned to love.
Everything about him, what I do not understand everything.
But ... there would be one thing, one thing that I get it, but want to know so much.
It's a secret that he guards like a treasure, as his baby, and also among the biggest espionage, shading and analysis did not find out.
This thing is spicy, almost obscene, especially when I want to know, the ... well, really just enjoy it and it should not itself have.
But I want to know! I will! I have to!
How the hell Uruha got his leg so smooth and soft! For between
said, smooth, soft legs had just laid my head and I underwent Uruha his weekly mark.
hard biting, sucking and sucking until the skin was bluish and collected directly in front of my eyes and someone's blood in panties Uruhas built a tent.
Beautiful sight, honest, but goddamn, this smooth skin made me just to tame!
I had to know!
"Uruha ...", I mumbled on his skin and kissed her, blinked up at him. The Blonde Brown muttered sullenly, because I broke my job, but he slowly leaned on his elbows and looked down.
"Yes?" He said with a sigh.
I-quite innocently smiled at him, "Have a question."
He raised an eyebrow and growled again sullen jerky, slightly with the legs on which I lay.
"Now?" He said. I nodded quickly.
recapitulated Finally he let himself sink and back, and then I like a caterpillar crawling up at him and schnuffelte to the soft neck, and kissed him apologetically Uruha pulled into my arms.
"The deals I somehow long ...", I mumbled as I kissed his forehead. He closed his eyes calm and pressed himself against me.
"And what is it, Ruki?"
I grinned slightly, and tapped his leg, "How do you get so soft?"
silence.
dead silence.
Then Uruha in my arms began to tremble, and ... snorted.
He began to writhe with laughter and looked up at me, the bit back another laugh.
"Are you serious?" He asked, with the mouth still twitched with amusement.
I-clearly bad-tempered with Schnute nodded. He chuckled quietly continue
me pricks.
"OK, So ... if you * so * important. "I did not like that tone. He made fun of himself but me, "I do nothing special, except once a month to go for waxing, then more Aloe Vera cream on it and that's it."
I blinked.
That was all? No Geheimmixtur? No magic formula? No bathing naked in milk, was a full moon and stray beside a lion?
nothing?
Buhu.
I sighed, pressed her head against Uruha.
"super." I muttered and tugged at his locks.
He grinned more to himself.
"Well what did you expect? Special ceremonies for smooth legs, I have cooked up with Sugizo? ", he laughed and kissed my cheek. I nodded affirmatively, whereupon he laughed some more, "Little Dork."
I pushed his head into his hair.
Menno.
He stroked my neck.
"But if you want me up sometimes cream with Aloe Vera one ...", he smiled again and kissed my cheek when he saw that I smiled.
"And what cream is it?" I cooed, even in the wildest imagination, what would be a mud fight that.
Uruha but grinning tapped my nose.
"Maybe your feet so you'll grow.", He grinned and schnuffelte.
There are things in a man's life, the need for just his ego.
And there are records that need not be easy.
This was one of them.
But I get my mud fight! Finally
lead leg in soft and softer regions, which are also creamed myself quite soft.
And when you're at it ... where the fingers are so soft once ...
Did I mention that Uruha pushed my ego too, because I can live out all my sadistic impulses in him?
Not?
Oh ...
May I!
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