Chapter 1: Dorm Discipline
The dorm room clock ticked past midnight, casting long shadows across Kiyotaka Ishimaru's pristine quarters. Mondo Owada lounged against the desk, his pompadour catching the lamplight like a blade. "Taka, you've been preachin' that hard work bullshit all semester. Time to put your ass where your mouth is. I'm horny as hell, and you're the only one worth breakin' rules for."
Taka stood rigid in his white uniform, ruby eyes blazing with that trademark fire. "Mondo Owada, your vulgar propositions violate every code of conduct! Yet... your loyalty to a man's promise intrigues me. Proceed, but know I demand precision." His voice boomed, but a flush crept up his neck.
Clothes hit the floor in a tangle of black trench and crisp whites. Mondo yanked down Taka's pants, expecting a cock to match his own growing hardness. Instead, he froze at the sight of smooth folds, a glistening pussy where he anticipated steel. "What the—? Taka, you got a pussy? I was ready to ride you hard, not... this. Disappointin' as fuck."
Taka's posture stiffened, shame flickering before resolve hardened his gaze. "My anatomy is none of your concern, Owada. I am strong, not submissive to your expectations. If this displeases you, leave." But his breath hitched, pussy already wet and dripping from the tension.
Mondo's scowl softened as he leaned closer, spotting the small t-dick peeking from the hood—adorable, sensitive, nothing like a clit but a tiny, twitching cock. "Well, shit. That's cute as hell. Your little dick's got me curious now. Don't worry, I'll handle it gentle."
"Careful," Taka warned, voice sharp and witty. "T-dicks require finesse. Pull back the hood slowly, stroke the length with two fingers only. No rough biker nonsense, or I revoke permission."
Mondo chuckled, complying with teasing precision. "Rules, rules. Use simple words, Taka—cock, pussy, or I stop. None of that clinical crap." His fingers worked the t-dick, exposing the head, stroking firm yet light. Taka panted, sweating, body trembling.
"That is... my penis—ah, my t-dick," Taka corrected, flustered. "It feels... intense. Do not cease."
"Say pussy, or I pull away." Mondo threatened, hand hovering.
Taka glared, but arousal won. "Fine—my pussy is wet, dripping for you. Happy?" The admission broke his volume; he moaned loud as Mondo teased the folds, a squirt of cum escaping. "Mondo, you rogue—your touch violates my composure!"
Sweating and panting, Taka's strong hands gripped Mondo's shoulders, not yielding. Pleasure built explosively; when Mondo pressed a soft kiss to the t-dick's head, Taka came hard, cum spilling with a shout that echoed the dorm halls. "Yes—harder, you delinquent!"
Mondo grinned, cock throbbing. "Virgin no more, Moral Compass. Ready for the real ride?"
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