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It was nearing sunset in the park and two middle school boys were in a small cluster of trees away from where anyone simply passing by could see them.

One boy, who had orange colored hair, was on his knees with his back to a tree. The other boy, who had black hair, was standing in front of him.

The orange haired boy’s face was flushed as he spoke to the other, “Come on Miyamura, there isn’t anyone in the park and even if there was, they can’t see us right here.” He reached his hands forward to pull at the dark haired boy’s belt, but his hands were abruptly slapped away.

“I didn’t agree to this yet!” Snapped Miyamura, glaring down at his friend Shindou. Even though Shindou annoyed Miyamura with how outspoken he was, he still considered him a friend. His only friend really. Maybe that's why Shindou was able to talk him into things like this.

At first it was just kissing. Miyamura knew it was strange for two boys to be kissing, so he was very self conscious about it. But Shindou was pushy and relentless when he wanted something. And for some reason, he set his sights on his friend Miyamura when he wanted to kiss someone. Things were escalating, and now here they were, hiding in the park with Shindou asking Miyamura to take his dick out.

“You said you’d show me your cock.” Pouted Shindou, “It's not a big deal. I just want to see one that isn’t my own.”

Miyamura scowled down at his friend. “Fine. But I’m taking it out. You’re just looking, not touching!” Miyamura reluctantly opened up his pants. His boxers were still in the way.

“Keep going” urged Shindou, eyes bright with anticipation.

Miyamura grumbled and tugged his boxers down, revealing his cock and balls. Shindou stared for a moment. It was making Miyamura really uncomfortable, and he was getting flustered. Finally Shindou spoke up.

“Kinda small, isn’t it?” He said, staring at it curiously. Miyamura thought he could see disappointment on his face.

“What the hell?! It's not small!” The dark haired boy barked defensively.

“Yeah it is." Shindou was just stating a fact. He wasn't trying to be a jerk. But of course, he was being quite rude. "Hey, make it bigger.”

Miyamura glared and arched an eyebrow, “What do you mean ‘make it bigger’?”

Shindou laughed, “Make it hard. Maybe it’ll be bigger once it's hard.”

“What?! No way!” Miyamura was taken aback, why did Shindou want to see him get hard? Miyamura was getting more and more anxious about where this was going. “Of course it gets bigger when it's hard! But I’m not showing you!”

Shindou’s face lit up. “Comon! I’ll make it worth your while.” he said suggestively.

“What? Are you going to pay me?” Miyamura scoffed.

“No, I’ll touch it.”

Miyamura blushed and practically shrieked, “Nooo!!”

Shindou grew tense when he yelled, “Jesus Miyamura, keep your damn voice down.”

Miyamura clasped his hands over his mouth, realizing he had just shouted, out in public, with his dick hanging out. No way he wanted someone to come by and see him.

Shindou rested his butt on his heels, trying to figure out how he could get his friend to let him touch his cock. He didn’t really understand why he wanted to himself, but he had become very interested in his friend’s body recently. When he was able to talk Miyamura into letting him kiss him, it only made him want to go further with him. He wanted to do more with his friend, because he was actually quite good looking. He knew Miyamura would be pissed if Shindou ever said it outloud, but he thought he was pretty.

Suddenly Shindou looked around and whispered, “Oh my god! Did you hear that? I think someone’s coming!” The color drained from Miyamura’s face and he whispered back, “What?!”

“Quick, hide!” But before Miyamura had a chance to even process how he could possibly hide, Shindou put his arms around his ass and pulled him tightly against him as he leaned back against the tree, trying to hide the both of them behind it. Miyamura wasn’t able to stifle the yelp that escaped his lips as he suddenly found himself pressed against Shindou. And even worse, his cock was pressed up against his friend’s cheek.

Shindou smiled, not that Miyamura could see. He now had his friend where he wanted him. Or more so, had his dick where he wanted it. He could smell Miyamura’s slightly sweaty scent but he found that he wasn’t grossed out by it. He had wanted more than just to look at his friend’s dick, but Miyamura wasn’t being very cooperative about it.

Shindou shifted his head so that his mouth was now pressing against Miyamura’s dick. He opened his mouth a bit and breathed against the cute little cock in front of him. Miyamura whined in his throat, he could feel Shindou’s lips against his dick. It tickled, but Miyamura was worried about how it also felt kind of good. So he smacked Shindou hard on the side of the head. But that only slammed his friend’s face harder against his dick and now, dammit, he knew he was getting an erection. He really didn’t want that.

Shindou’s heart sped up in his chest because he could feel Miyamura’s dick getting hard. Heheh, this was perfect! Shindou couldn’t hold back anymore and took Miyamura’s stiffening cock into his mouth. It was filling out nicely, but he didn’t really know what to do next. He’d never done this before, and even though he’d seen it plenty of times in AVs, he was still thrown off by actually being in this situation.

Above him Miyamura was trembling and gasping. What the fuck? How did his dick end up in Shindou’s mouth? God damn his asshole friend! He didn’t realize it, but in his fear about getting caught by someone and the completely new sensations of something hot and wet around his dick, he had his hands on the back of Shindou’s head, holding his friend tightly against him. Shindou couldn’t move if he wanted to.

Shindou was clumsily moving his tongue around in his mouth, but it was getting more difficult cuz Miyamura’s dick was still filling out and taking up more and more of the space in his mouth. For some reason Miyamura was gripping his head against himself, he was probably freaked out. Maybe telling Miyamura he heard someone coming wasn’t a great idea. Now his dick reached the back of his mouth and Shindou felt like he was going to choke. He smacked his hand against Miyamura’s arm, trying to communicate to let go of his head. Shindou started making panicked noises in his throat and Miyamura finally got the hint and took his hands off of Shindou’s head. With his head now free, he pulled off of Miyamura’s dick and coughed, gasping for breath.

He looked up at Miyamura and saw that he had tears in his eyes, and his lips were quivering. “I- I’m sorry…” He whimpered. Oh shit, thought Shindou. He was too hard on Miyamura after all.

Shindou cleared his throat and spoke, “Miyamura, it's ok. I’m fine.” Then he laughed a little, “I actually made up that I heard something.”

“What...?” Miyamura’s voice was still shaky, but when Shindou looked at his face, he could see the anger building behind his eyes. “You lied about that?”

Shindou just nodded as he watched Miyamura.

Miyamura sniffled, wiping his nose with his sleeve then grabbing a fistful of Shindou’s obnoxiously orange hair. He pulled until Shindou’s face was in front of his dick again. “You piece of shit.” Miyamura growled. Shindou didn’t know what to think. He’d seen Miyamura get mad plenty of times, but this was something else. He had such disdain in his eyes as he glared down at him.

“Alright. You want my tiny dick so bad? You’re going to choke on it until you make me cum.”

Hah. Oh god. Despite the threat, Shindou's heart was racing. He tried to assuage Miyamura. “It's not tiny! It's really not!”

Miyamura smacked the side of his head again. “I know that, stupid!” he snapped, “You think I don’t know my own dick? It's big enough to choke you, and that's all that matters right now. Open your mouth, you asshole!”

Shindou looked up at Miyamura, eyes wide, and he obediently opened his mouth. Miyamura yanked him by his hair and slammed his head against the tree. All at once he shoved his entire dick into his mouth, jabbing at his throat. The pain of it made Shindou’s jaw spasm and he grazed his teeth against Miyamura’s dick.

“Ow! You fucker! Don’t bite!”

If Shindou didn’t have his mouth full he would have shouted at Miyamura not to gag him with his dick then. But Shindou wasn’t able to say anything, and Miyamura began thrusting into his mouth. He was being really rough, conveying his anger quite effectively. Tears were coming down from Shindou’s eyes, his body was in a panic. He wasn’t able to breathe and he thought he might vomit if he kept getting stabbed in the throat for much longer.

But just when he thought he’d pass out, Miyamura drew his dick from his mouth and began pumping it furiously with his hand. Miyamura gasped and made a small moan as he came in Shindou’s hair. His hand had semen on it too and he smeared it onto Shindou’s face.

Shindou was looking up at him, gasping for breath, wide eyed with streaks from his tears at the sides of his face, and his mouth gaping open. Yep, he had definitely pushed Miyamura too far.

Miyamura just looked down at him, also teary eyed, but his face showed that he was still pissed. “Look what you made me do!” It began as a snarl, but at the end of the sentence his voice broke. He kicked Shindou in the knee then turned and ran off.

Shindou watched his friend go. At least he hoped they were still friends. But who knows with how Miyamura just acted. Oh god, what if he never talked to him again? Shindou didn’t want that. Miyamura was so interesting and fun. An experience like that would have made a lot of people want to avoid Miyamura at all costs, but Shindou wanted to see what else his reserved little friend was capable of.

It had been unexpected to learn that the gloomy Miyamura had a cheeky side, and Shindou really liked that about him. And now this? This was a whole other level! Maybe Miyamura was a sexual deviant? The thought thrilled Shindou as he sat back against the tree and palmed his erection through his pants. The smell of Miyamura’s semen was thick in his nose, and there was no way he could head home without jerking off first.