The late-night dorm hummed with tension as Reukan Nakanishi stood rigid, his heterochromic eyes flickering with rare vulnerability. "Taka, this... experiment aligns with our shared devotion to structure," he intoned formally, voice shy yet booming. Kiyotaka Ishimaru, muscular frame taut in his white uniform, smirked sharply. "Indeed, Reukan! Rules demand innovation—blindfold your insecurities, cuff your chaos. Witty, isn't it? Like justice wearing silk restraints."
Taka's tie slid over Reukan's eyes, plunging him into darkness. "Kinky," Taka chuckled, flustered but strong. "Sounds like a prefect's prelude to passion." Reukan flushed, stammering, "It fits our ethos—order over impulse!" Handcuffs clicked on, key tossed aside. "Now you're mine to command... mutually."
Taka suggested mutual masturbation, but Reukan reminded, "Foolish! I'm cuffed—handle both our cocks." Horny and dripping with sweat, Taka gripped Reukan's hard length and his own, stroking in rhythm. "Panting already? Your ass quivers like a verdict." They grew loud, voices echoing: "Harder, Taka—your touch ignites my guilt!" "Hold it, Reukan! Cum together or face my moral fury!" Legs shaking, Reukan spread wide, sensitive nerves firing as he came hard, cum spurting despite the plea. "Apologies—I failed the timing!"
Blindfold removed, Reukan watched Taka finish, ass flexing, cum dripping as they panted. No blowjob needed; their explosive release sealed the bond, Reukan's shame met with Taka's loyal grin.
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