Virgin Choso who doesnt know why he feels hot one day when he looks at you, something twitching in his pants and his face turns pink fromâŠembarrassment? He doesnt understand these new feelings that come with having a human body, and he doesnât know why heâs reluctant to ask someone about it. Not you atleast, he couldnât ask you. What if you thought he was weird? or creepy? why does he even care? heâs never cared about silly things like what others think of him.
When he eventually confides in his younger brother Yuji, he tells him something he canât pick whether is terrifying or exciting. âits normal bro, you just like her,â he tells him like itâs the most obvious thing in the world, âand when you like somebody they often make you feel uhâŠhorny,â Yuji said grinning. Choso gets more and more embarrassed as Yuji tells him the basics of the birds and the bees.
Now Choso was in his bed, rock hard in his underwear after thinking about you for a little too long. He thought of what Yuji told him to do when his cock starts feeling weird, he had to âjerk offâ which his brother had told him would âhelp the ache in his dick but make his feelings for you worseâ
Choso sighed and reached a hand down to touch his cock, not yet reaching into his underwear. He sucked in a breath, it was terribly sensitive. pathetic.
He thought about you as he rubbed himself with his hand, thought about how you look when you laugh, about your pretty fucking eyes. The prettiest ones heâd ever seen in his almost 200 years of living. He shudders, and when he looks down again thereâs a wet spot forming in his underwear, right where his tip was placed.
He feels dirty, he feels like a pervert. Thinking about his pretty friend while doing something so nasty. It feels wrong. But he needs it, he craves it.
He reluctantly pulls down his boxers, watching as his cock springs up, and it hurts. He thinks of you again, about that one time you stumbled over your own feet, and put your pretty little hand on his chest so you wouldnât fall.
He touches his tip and he whines. fuck. itâs red and sensitive and little beads of what he assumes is pre cum, leaks out.
He starts playing with himself, grasping his length softly and stroking it once. He lifts up his tshirt and puts it in his mouth, to not make too much noice. it feels so fucking good already.
He begins stroking it slowly. up and down, just doing what feels good. He spits in his hand and brings it back to his cock to continue jerking off. He whimpers.
Heâs so desperate for you to like him, for you to touch him, for him to be yours. And for you to be his. He closes his eyes, and he pictures you next to him, your smaller hand replacing his own, stroking him, telling him you love him. He thinks about kissing your pretty lips, holding your cute face in his hands. He thinks about being inside you,
his dick twitches as he groans, spilling his sticky load on his stomach while his whole body shakes. He stares at his mess, breathing heavily while he comes down from his high.
fuck. He wants you so bad, he needs you.
and Yuji was right, the ache in his now softening dick is gone, but the ache in his heart only got worse.
