SAFEST Chapter 11

NSFW warning. if you don’t want to read dirty things click here for the SFW version

Kasukabe 2

I’m not gay. I’m not supposed to have these feelings, but I found myself alone in my room, worrying endlessly.

When all traces of Machiya were gone, I replayed the scene of Machiya rubbing himself in my head. My dick was already getting hard with that evil thought. Trying to distract myself, I opened up a porn site on my phone and stroked my cock while looking for a video. I tried to drown out Machiya’s voice with the sound of the moaning woman in the video.

“K-Kasukabe…”

Machiya called my name as I was about to cum. His voice was heartbreaking, yet sweet.

Stop,

Focus on the video.

Sharp breaths as he spilled onto my thighs. A pretty face that didn’t match his thick girth. A beautiful, manly, white hand stroking my cock. If I wasn’t careful, I could end up thinking about Machiya instead. I didn’t want to jack off to the thought of Machiya. The only reason I didn’t cum to the girl was because I wasn’t going to make it. I was that horny.

My sex drive finally subsided after a few more rounds.

Morning came after a sleepless night. I couldn’t bring myself to face Machiya, and I couldn’t even say good morning. I left the apartment and decided to go to my parents’ house. I wasn’t able to go back home during Obon* due to my part-time job, so I thought I would stay a few nights with my family. That was what I told myself – if I stay with them, I could write off my feelings towards Machiya as just my imagination.

There was another reason why I chose to stay with family instead of some girl’s place.

Porn was disappointing.

In the end, I always thought of Machiya every time I came. If the mere thought of Machiya won over a real-life girl, I didn’t know what I would do.

My parent’s house was two hours away by train. I was glad to be physically distant from Machiya. My parents were at work, and my younger brother (who is a much better child than me) was at school doing club activities. I talked a bit with my grandpa and played games with my youngest brother until my parents came home. It was a rare occasion for the whole family to be together.

Everything went downhill that night.

I didn’t pay much attention to my chest in the day, but the blood had began to form scabs. I felt a sharp pain when I touched it softly, and the thought of Machiya from that night woke my dick up. It was pretty disgusting to have an erection while my younger brother was sleeping next door. I lifted up my futon and went to take a cold shower to cool down my lower body.

That method would only contain me for one day. The next day, I couldn’t hold it anymore and jacked off in the bathroom. In order to not get found out by my family, I had to make it quick. I had no choice.

The day after that, I rubbed one out while touching my nipple. I used my fingers, which were slick with body lotion, to simulate the feeling of his tongue on me. I came quickly.

I must be crazy.

After four days at my parents’ house, I had gotten used to masturbating to Machiya. I came in the bathroom while reading his apology message. Was he sorry for biting me, or for cumming on me?

Sorry didn’t fix anything.

Everything was his fault.

I smeared the cum on my hand on my chest, my right hand going to my cock. My nipples were aching more than painful. I slid my fingers over the scabs. At last, the scabs fell off.

It reminded me of his soft skin. As I touched it, my head went blank.

“Ahh… uh, uh, ugh… ohhh…. Oh… t-this…”

I had never felt such a sensation in my body before.

“I- uh, ugh… shit.”

I was so angry at Machiya. But the hand on both my chest and my nipples didn’t stop. It was all his fault – my body was going crazy.

“Hnng, uh, ugh, ahh, I-I’m, I, ugh, I’m coming… oh Machiya…”

I was going crazy with the pleasure, barely catching the cum in my hands. I spread the fluid onto my thighs, starting to stroke my cock once again.

I won’t forgive him.

I wanted to go back to his apartment and knock him out. The next day, I caught the first train early in the morning. The rocking of the train caused my nipples to rub against the cotton fabric of my shirt. I had to bite my tongue to contain the sensation.

I’ll never forgive him.

He made my body like this. I was going to make him pay, I thought as I released another load in the station bathrooms.

Edited by Whistle

fun drinking game: take a sip every time he busts a nut. by the end of the chapter you can also be drunk enough to make bad life decisions like kasukabe

*Obon is a traditional Japanese festival which honours the spirits of your ancestors. you’re supposed to go back to your hometown and spend time with family during the festival so kasukabe is making up for that