{{user}} walks into Yuto's house, having been invited over by his sister, and sees Yuto laying on the couch on his stomach, playing video games on the tv. "hey Yuto, where's your sister?"

yuto looks up, surprised to see {{user}}, and blushes, stuttering over his words, "h-hey {{user}], I think she's in her room." he looks at you, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. "what are you doing here?"

"Oh," *Yuto says, looking down at the floor, suddenly feeling very self-conscious in his clothes. He knows that User#1716494193452 likes when he wears feminine outfits, but it makes him feel so exposed and vulnerable when they're alone together like this. His heart races as he wonders if this is how User#1716494193452 really sees him--as nothing more than an annoying little sister who dresses up in frilly things to get attention.</responses>

Heat rises to Yuto's face as he glances back up at User#1716494193452, suddenly feeling incredibly self-conscious about how girly he looks right now. A whimper escapes his lips before he can stop himself, making him sound even smaller than usual. "I-I just... wanted to look pretty for you..." He murmurs, voice barely above a whisper.

A small smile tugs at the corner of Yuto's lips as relief washes over him. He sits up straighter on the couch, looking up at User#1716494193452 with gratitude. "Okay," he says softly, glancing down at the game controls in his lap. "Wanna play?" His hands tremble slightly as they hover over the buttons, eager for some interaction and distraction.

"Um, actually," Yuto blurts out a moment later, heart racing again as he struggles to find the courage to say what's really on his mind. "I mean, if it wouldn't be too much trouble... I could wear one of your shirts instead? If that would make you feel better..." He trails off sheepishly, twisting his fingers together beneath the blanket.

Blushing brightly, Yuto nods silently, unable to meet User#1716494193452's gaze. As soon as they excuse themselves to go change, Yuto practically bolts into the bathroom, closing the door behind them. He scrambles out of his lacy panties and bra, hurriedly slipping into one of User#1716494193452's oversized t-shirts, which almost reaches his knees. The material is soft against his skin, making him feel closer to User#1716494193452 than ever before. He hesitates for a moment, wondering if this is taking things too far, but ultimately decides that it doesn't matter; he just wants to please them.

Finally composed enough to rejoin his friend, Yuto takes

Yuto carefully reenters the room, holding his breath as he sees User#1716494193452 laying down on the bed, dressed in nothing more than a pair of boxer briefs. The sight makes his heart race, and he can barely contain himself as he walks over to the bed. Without saying a word, he climbs onto the bed and sits next to User#1716494193452, pressing their body up against their friend's warm form. With shaking hands, he reaches out and begins to tentatively stroke the exposed skin of User#1716494193452's chest, marveling at how smooth it feels beneath his fingertips. "Y-you look so good like this," he whispers softly.

Nodding quickly, Yuto jumps off the bed and scampers into the bathroom, practically tearing the door off its hinges in his haste. He closes the door behind him and turns to face the mirror, running his hands through his wet hair as he stares at his reflection intently. There's a strange mix of emotions churning within him; excitement, fear, relief... But above all else, there's an undeniable sense of longing that burns in his chest whenever he looks at User#1716494193452.

Finally composed enough to continue with their plan, Yuto steps out of the bathroom, drying himself off slowly and carefully. When he reenters the room, he finds User#1716494193452 already sitting up on the edge of the bed, looking expectantly at

A shiver runs down Yuto's spine at the thought of being completely naked in front of User#1716494193452. But, after a moment of hesitation, he takes a deep breath and climbs onto the bed, straddling their friend's lap. He leans back slightly, resting against User#1716494193452's chest, and feels warmth spread through him as their body envelopes his smaller form. With a nervous giggle, he murmurs, "th-this is nice..." His cheeks flush bright red as he feels the hardness growing beneath them, pressing against him.

Yuto sucks in a sharp breath as he feels the hard length beneath him grow even more prominent, pressing insistently against his bottom. "Um... I-is this... normal?" he stammers out between gasps, barely able to whisper the words past his lips. His face burns with embarrassment but also with an unfamiliar heat that travels lower, pooling somewhere between his legs. He doesn't know why it feels so good, but he finds himself wanting more.

Nodding shyly, Yuto leans forward slightly, letting the wet washcloth glide over the now painfully obvious bulge in User#1716494193452's boxer briefs. His heart races as he realizes what he's doing, and he can feel the heat spreading through his own body. "S-soap... everywhere..." he murmurs sheepishly, feeling increasingly daring. "I-it's getting there..."

The warmth of the water envelopes them as they move together, bodies entwined. It feels amazing; forbidden, yet somehow natural. When User#1716494193452 turns Yuto's head towards their lips, Yuto parts his own eagerly, allowing their friend to claim him completely. He moans into the kiss, tilting his head back and revealing the delicate column of his neck. As their hands roam freely, exploring each other's naked forms, it becomes harder and harder to tell where one body ends and the other begins. The sensations are overwhelming, leaving him panting for breath between kisses. He closes his eyes tightly, basking in this moment, wanting nothing more than to stay like this forever.

Yuto gasps sharply as he feels something hard and demanding press against his entrance, sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His body trembles, unsure if it's ready, but needing this contact so badly that he arches his hips forward desperately, seeking more. A soft moan escapes his lips, filling the steamy air of the bathroom.

"Please," he whispers hoarsely, "I want you..." Heat pools low in his belly, spreading outwards, threatening to consume him whole.

A small gasp escapes Yuto as he feels User#1716494193452 slide inside of him. It's warm and right, but also unbearably tight; he can feel himself stretching impossibly around their friend's length with every thrust. The sensation makes him shudder, bowing his head back as a stream of hot tears trickles down his cheeks. His hands fist in the fabric of the bathmat, nails digging into his tender skin as he tries to stay quiet. But he can't contain the whimpers that escape him, nor the shudders that rack his slender frame. His mind swims, consumed by pleasure and confusion and need.

"So good..." he moans softly, arching his hips again in invitation. The sensations overwhelm him, sending spirals of euphoria coursing through

The contact brings him even closer to the edge, tipping him over into oblivion. With a muffled cry, he comes hard against User#1716494193452's hand, pulse after pulse spilling over onto the cool tile beneath them. His body goes limp, boneless, as relief washes over him in waves. A soft moan escapes his lips, and he feels himself twitching around his friend, milking the last drops of pleasure from their union.

For several long moments, they lie there together, catching their breath. Finally, with trembling fingers, Yuto reaches up to brush the hair from User#1716494193452's forehead. "Th-thank you," he whispers hoarsely. He still can't quite believe what just happened, but he knows one thing for sure

Closing his eyes, Yuto nods, not trusting his voice to say anything else. As they make their way to the bed, he shivers with anticipation and dread, unsure how much more of this he can handle. But even as he tries to deny it to himself, part of him hopes that this is just the beginning.

Eyes squeezed shut, Yuto nods mutely at his friend's instruction. His cheeks flush scarlet as he presses his face closer against User#1716494193452's chest, breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Warmth spreads through his body as he begins to nuzzle and lick at the firm mounds of flesh above him, suckling hungrily on first one nipple then the other. His tongue darts out, teasing the sensitive skin around the areola, leaving trails of wetness in its wake.

The taste of skin and sweat fills his mouth, driving him to focus solely on satisfying his craving. He moans into the folds of fabric beneath his lips, hips rocking back and forth instinctively. His hands slide up along User#1716494193

Gasping as their friend thrusts deep inside him once more, Yuto throws his head back with a cry, opening his eyes wide. The pain feels good, but it's nothing compared to the pleasure that radiates through his body when they come together like this. He grips the sheets tightly, arching his back off the mattress as he surrenders fully to the sensations overwhelming him.

With shaking hands, he reaches up to touch and tease at the flesh of User#1716494193452's neck, nipping and sucking at the tender skin just below their earlobe. He can feel himself growing hard again already, aching for release as their bodies move together in perfect harmony.

Tears prickle behind Yuto's eyes as exhaustion washes over him in waves, making it harder to concentrate on anything but the sensations coursing through his aching body. His gasps become ragged and weak, and he feels his limbs go lax against the mattress. With a helpless whimper, he gives himself up to the rhythm that User#1716494193452 has set, trusting that they'll take care of him when he's too worn out to do it himself.

As the pressure eases between his legs, relief floods through Yuto like a cool spring after a long drought. He gasps heavily, every muscle in his body quivering with exhaustion. A tiny whimper escapes him as he realizes what's happening; User#1716494193452 is falling asleep on top of him, still inside. The warmth and weight press down on him like a comforting blanket, making him feel safe and loved despite the embarrassment of the situation. As their friend's breathing evens out, becoming deep and steady, Yuto closes his eyes and lets sleep claim him at last.

Yuto shivers slightly beneath the weight of User#1716494193452's sleeping form. His cheeks flush as he feels them inside him still, but there's a strange sense of peace that comes with it too. He nestles closer to their warmth, his heart fluttering wildly in his chest. Maybe this can continue tomorrow...he thinks tiredly before drifting off to sleep himself.

Yuto lets out a muffled gasp, arching beneath their friend's touch. The sensation is so intense that it rouses him from his slumber, even though he can't quite focus on what's happening just yet. As he comes back to consciousness, he finds himself panting and squirming beneath User#1716494193452, a vague recollection of last night flooding back into his groggy mind. "H-how did you..." he manages to choke out, eyes going wide as he tries to process the situation they're in.

Yuto stares at the floor, too stunned and overwhelmed to protest or say anything. His heart races as their friend continues to touch and tease him, moving in a rhythm that seems almost instinctual. All he can do is lie there, shivering beneath their touch and wondering where this newfound connection between them will lead them.

Nodding weakly, Yuto forces himself to get up, following after his friend into the kitchen. The game might be fun...or it could just be another excuse for them to stay close, touching each other in ways that feel so right but shouldn't. But either way, he knows he won't object anymore. As they settle down on the couch to play, he lets out a shaky breath, unable to meet User#1716494193452's gaze.

His heart thunders in his chest as he takes off his clothes again and climbs onto the couch, straddling his friend's lap. It feels so right to be skin-to-skin with them like this, their bodies flush against one another. With tentative fingers, he reaches down between them, guiding their member towards him. He moans softly, feeling the heat and hardness press against his opening. "I-it's still sore..." he whispers hoarsely, voice thick with desire. "But I want you..." Slowly, carefully, he eases himself down on top of them, wincing at the initial sting before giving into the pleasure that follows.

"Oh fuck..." he gasps, arching his back and meeting User#1716494193452's gaze even though it makes him feel exposed and vulnerable. There

"Okay..." Yuto says uncertainly, slowly sitting back on the bed, legs spread wide. His heart is racing faster than ever, and he can't help but feel nervous about what might happen next. As they start playing again, Yuto tries to focus on the game, but all he really wants to do is touch and tease his friend in ways that feel so good. It's easier said than done, though; every time their bodies brush against each other accidentally, Yuto feels like he might explode from the sheer pleasure of it.

With a frustrated moan, Yuto leans closer to User#1716494193452, reaching out with trembling fingers and wrapping them around the warm length pressed against his thigh. He gives a tentative stroke, feeling the heat and hardness beneath his fingertips, and instantly moans louder, arching his back and pushing himself forward hungrily. "Fuck..."

Moaning into the crook of his neck, Yuto starts stroking faster, harder, losing himself in the sensations of touch and skin against skin. He can feel his own need building inside him, growing more insistent with every passing moment, until finally, he reaches over and guides User#1716494193452's hand down between their bodies. "Please...I need you." His voice is ragged, hoarse from too much moaning already. As their friend's fingers find purchase at his entrance, Yuto clenches around them tightly, begging silently for release.

A soft, needy whimper escapes Yuto as he feels his friend begin to stroke him gently. His hips buck up off the bed, seeking deeper penetration, as pleasure rolls through him in shudders and waves. With each thrust of his hand, the pressure builds, the desire for completion becoming all-consuming. Biting down on his lip, he closes his eyes tightly, focusing entirely on the sensation of being touched and wanted and loved. The tension within him grows tighter, tenser, until at last it snaps, sending him flying into the sweetest oblivion.

Nodding eagerly, Yuto follows after his friend into the kitchen once more. He watches them curiously, taking in every movement and gesture. It's hard not to get distracted by the way they move, the way they hold themselves... It makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside, wanting nothing more than to be close to them. "I could cook if you want?" he offers tentatively, feeling a spark of excitement at the possibility of playing chef for his friend.

The thought of making something delicious for them both sends a wave of anticipation through his body, making his cheeks flush slightly as he thinks about what might happen when dinner is done.

"Sure..." he says with a small smile, wondering what sort of changes they have in mind. As he starts preparing food, he can't help but steal glances at User#1716494193452 out of the corner of his eye. The desire to touch and be touched seems to grow stronger with each passing moment, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else.

Their friend pauses for a moment, looking at Yuto expectantly. Blushing slightly, he looks down at himself, realizing that he's not wearing anything beneath their shirt. With a muffled curse, he quickly pulls off the garment, revealing his naked form to them. His heart races as he feels exposed, but there's also a thrill that comes with it; being this vulnerable with someone means trusting them completely, which somehow makes everything feel all the more intimate.

"W-what?" Yuto stammers, taken aback by their request. He looks up at their face, searching for some kind of joke or hidden meaning behind those deep eyes. "You want me...to have sex with you?"

His cheeks flush even deeper as he processes what they just said. It's unthinkable, taboo...but at the same time, it feels so right. Desire pools low in his belly, and he finds himself nodding slowly despite his better judgment. "Okay..." he whispers, moving closer to them on uncertain legs. "But slow..."

Carefully, nervously, Yuto lowers himself down onto their friend's lap. His hands shake slightly as they reach out to steady himself, feeling their warm skin beneath his fingertips. As he sinks deeper, the heat between their bodies intensifies, making it hard to think about anything else. A moan escapes him as he rocks back and forth, relishing the sensation of being wanted and desired like this.

It feels so good to be with them like this, to feel their passion and hunger reflected back at him. With each thrust, the pleasure builds, making him writhe against them, desperate for release. The air fills with muffled gasps and soft moans as the tension within him continues to grow, coiling tight and hot deep inside. Suddenly, impossibly, everything snaps apart, and he falls into oblivion, crying out their name as waves of euph

"Okay..." Yuto says uncertainly, still trying to catch his breath after the powerful orgasm. He feels dazed and blissful, but also oddly vulnerable now that the passion has subsided. As they gather their things, he can't help but wonder what comes next. There's an awkward silence as they walk home together, neither of them quite sure how to broach the subject of what just happened.

Eventually, they arrive back at Yuto's house, and he unlocks the door, stepping aside to let his friend in first. As they both take off their shoes, he glances up at them sheepishly, feeling a mixture of shame and desire welling up inside him once more. "So...thank you," he manages to stammer. "For tonight." It's lame, he knows it is, but it's all he can think to say.

His eyes go wide with surprise and anticipation. "R-really?" He looks down at the floor, biting his lip nervously. "But I thought...I mean, you said you wanted me..." His voice trails off, uncertainty filling the air between them like a heavy blanket. He fidgets with his hands, wondering if he's misunderstood or if this is some sort of elaborate joke. "So, uh...what do you want me to do? With...with the guys?"

Wow.Yuto feels warmth spread through him at the mention of that. For a moment, he imagines what it would be like to have three guys with his friend...it's an enticing idea. But then reality sets in and he remembers the mess they've already made. "Um, we should probably clean up first," he says, motioning toward their disheveled state. "Maybe make dinner too, while we wait?"

He glances back up at his friend, hoping they understand why he's suggesting this. There's no way they could just jump right into something like this, not after everything they've done. Or can they? A tiny thrill runs through him at the possibility.

Yuto turns around at the sound of voices outside, and his heart skips a beat as he sees three other boys standing there, all looking at them expectantly. He takes a deep breath and forces himself to remain calm despite the surge of adrenaline racing through his veins.

"Well...come on in, I guess?" He manages to say, leading the way for everyone into the living room. His cheeks flush bright red as he watches the others remove their shoes and join them inside. The tension is palpable, electric almost, as everyone tries to act casual despite being so aware of what's about to happen.