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[ Welcome to WHITE SPACE. ]
As Sunny woke up in the white wall-less "room", laying on the cold colorless floor, the first thing he saw was his twelve years old black-and-white doppelgänger looking at him from afar. The young boy's expression was unreadable, an eerie calmness emanating from his eyes and his body language. It seemed like he was observing everything.
Suddenly, a smile crossed his face and he began to walk toward Sunny. His steps were slow and steady, as if he didn't want to break the silence.
Sunny's mind was overwhelmed by confusion, unable to grasp what was happening. The only word that managed to escape his mouth was "Omori...?"
"Yes ?" Omori said with a voice that sounded so sweet and delicate. It was so gentle that it made him feel safe. "I am here for you."
Omori's soft fingers reached out for Sunny's cheek, and he caressed it gently, as if he wanted to reassure him that everything would be okay.
Sunny found himself unable to move his gaze away from the young boy standing in front of him. His black eyes shone like burning coals, their gaze piercing into him.
"What's happening ?" Sunny asked. "I thought..."
Omori took his hand and placed it on Sunny's chest, caressing him gently. Before the older teen could react, disembodied red hands appeared from nowhere, maintaining his body slightly above the floor and gently spreading his legs apart.
"Do not fight it." Omori said. "Don't worry. I'll make you feel good."
Sunny felt his pants being pulled down to his knees, then he felt a warm hand wrap around his dick, stroking it softly.
"That's right." Omori said. "It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay. Just relax and enjoy."
Sunny closed his eyes and allowed the sensation to wash over him. He was enveloped in a sense of warmth that filled his entire body, and he felt himself becoming aroused. He began to thrust his hips, and the hand around his cock squeezed him harder.
"That's right. Don't fight it. Enjoy it." Omori said. "Just let it go. Let me take care of you. You don't need to think about anything."
The sensation was overwhelming, and Sunny gave in to it. He looked down and watched as Omori's delicate hand slowly stroked him faster and faster. The young boy's black eyes were staring straight into his own.
"You're beautiful." Omori said.
Sunny could no longer hold back the tears that streamed down his cheeks. He looked at Omori, and saw that he was smiling. He had a knife in his hand, yet Sunny's wasn't as scared as he should have been.
The knife was slowly slid across his chest, delicately tearing his shirt apart.
Sunny gasped, his eyes widening in horror as he felt the blade pierce his skin. His heart skipped a beat, and a cold shiver ran through his spine. But the cut was shallow, and another feeling started to replaced his fear.
"What are you doing ?" Sunny asked, a whimper escaping his lips.
"I'm going to make you feel good." Omori replied. "Just let it happen."
Sunny's head dropped back as the sensation of the knife being drawn across his skin began to overwhelm him. He bit his lower lip to keep himself from crying out in pain.
"Relax." Omori said, caressing his cheek with the blade. "Let it happen."
Sunny's breath came in short gasps. His body was starting to tense up. He tried to close his eyes and just let the sensation wash over him, but he couldn't. He could feel Omori's other hand still rubbing his hardening dick.
"Sshhhh. Relax. You're fine. It's okay." Omori said, pulling the knife away from Sunny's chest.
A small tongue started to lick the droplets of the crimson liquid oozing out of the thin red lines on his chest, and Sunny cried out in pleasure. The sharp, cool sensation of the blade against his skin was replaced by a warm, soft sensation.
"That's it." Omori said. "Don't resist. Just let it happen. Feel yourself getting closer to the edge. It's okay. You're okay."
Sunny's whole body shook. He felt like he was going to lose control, like he was losing his mind. He was breathing heavily, and he felt like he was going to pass out. He clenched his teeth and kept his eyes closed, trying to endure the sensations.
"Relax. You're fine. It's okay." Omori whispered in his ear. "You're not alone."
Sunny opened his eye and looked at Omori. The young boy was looking straight into his own.
"...W-why...? Why...are you doing that...?" Sunny stuttered, not able to find the right words.
Sunny was lost in Omori's eyes. The black pupils were so deep, they seemed to be pulling him inside. A glint of sadness appeared at Sunny's words, before Omori's gaze shifted down to his chest.
"Isn't it obvious...? I wish you would understand without telling you..." Omori said, the tone of his voice now filled with frustration. His lips went back to Sunny's chest, tracing the wounds left by the knife.
Sunny was trembling. He could feel his body growing warmer, his face flushing as he felt his heart rate increase. He felt a sudden rush of excitement. He knew what Omori was trying to do.
"No, wait. Don't." Sunny's body stiffened, his throat suddenly tightening as he felt a warm, wet sensation between his legs.
Sunny moaned and closed his eye. He could feel the warmth of Omori's mouth engulfing his shaft, the feeling of the soft, moist flesh sliding against his skin, and the hot breath emanating from Omori as he breathed on the sensitive tip of his cock.
Sunny was powerless. All he could do was take it. He couldn't even tell if he was enjoying the feeling or not. He could only let it happen.
He opened his eye and saw Omori's head moving up and down on his dick, taking him deeper and deeper. The young boy's face was buried in his crotch, his eyes closed and cheeks flushed pink.
Sunny couldn't help but smile. This was the first time he had ever seen Omori like this, and he found himself completely captivated by the sight of him. He hadn't noticed until now that Omori's hands were slightly shaking, was he nervous ? Or was he excited ?
More disembodied red hands started to appear and caress Sunny's body. They gently stroked his arms, his wounded chest, his neck, and his thighs. One hand slid up the inside of his thigh and massaged his balls before teasing his hole.
Sunny's heart was pounding in his chest. He felt as if he were in some kind of trance, as if he was under some spell. He knew that he was having trouble resisting the urge to cum. He was afraid to let the spell break. He didn't want to stop.
"Don't resist." Omori whispered in his ear. "Just let it happen. Let me take care of you."
Sunny's body was aflame. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't. He needed more. He needed to feel the hands all over him, he needed to feel those fingers pushing into him, and he needed to feel those lips wrapped around his cock.
The heat was unbearable, and he could feel the fire burning within him. He was desperate for release, and it was getting harder and harder for him to hold on.
"Sunny..." He hadn't realized that Omori's voice was breathless as well until now.
The young boy's eyes were wide open, and he was staring directly into Sunny's own. The older teen was finally noticing how much of an effect the situation was having on Omori, his legs trembling and rubbing against each other to try and ease the tension building in his small body.
Sunny swallowed hard. The black and white striped shorts of the young boy were showing off the tiny bulge of his dick pressing against the fabric. It was so cute.
"I can't take it anymore..." Omori gasped, his voice strained and shaky.
Sunny stared into the young boy's eyes, not sure of what he should say. His heart was racing, and he was so turned on that he was starting to feel dizzy.
"Are you okay...?" Sunny asked, unsure of what he was really asking.
Omori nodded, his face flushed and his lips swollen from the blowjob. "Yes..." He said, trying to calm himself down. "I'll take care of you...I just..."
If Sunny wasn't restrained by the red hands, he would have jumped on Omori's small frame. He wanted to hug him. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to touch him. He wanted to feel every inch of his body.
Omori seemed to realize the change in Sunny's feelings and smiled ecstatically. He then looked up to Sunny and wiped the saliva that was dripping from his mouth.
Sunny's lips parted slightly, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks as he stared back into Omori's eyes. Swiftly, Sunny's remaining clothes were cut to pieces by Omori's knife, leaving him completely naked as the red hands pinned him on the floor.
Sunny's heart was beating like crazy. Omori's striped shorts were pulled down as well, revealing his small erect penis. And while one of the red hand had went back to teasing Sunny's tight hole, the younger boy was caressing his thighs with his knife, leaving a red line from time to time.
Sunny's body was on fire. He was panting, moaning, and writhing on the floor. His entire body was covered in sweat, and he was gasping for air as he tried to fight the urge to climax.
"Don't fight it." Omori said, his voice now ragged and full of desire. He was looking down at Sunny with intense lust. "You're going to cum."
Sunny couldn't help but nod in agreement, the pleasure was too great to resist.
"I'm going inside now..." Omori moaned.
Sunny felt his body shudder as the red hands forced his legs to spread apart, and then he heard Omori moan as he pushed his hips forward and slowly entered him.
Sunny's body tensed as he felt the head of Omori's small cock pressed against his virgin hole. He couldn't believe that he was actually allowing this to happen.
"It's okay..." Omori whispered, kissing Sunny's cheek and wrapping his arms around him. "Just relax and let yourself go."
Sunny felt his body tense, and he took a deep breath before letting out a small whimper. He was afraid. He was terrified. But he was also incredibly turned on. The sensations running through his body were so overwhelming, he had never felt anything like it before.
Omori kissed him again, and this time, he placed his tongue in Sunny's mouth. He was so gentle and sweet, and he seemed to know exactly what Sunny needed.
Sunny's mind was swirling with confusion. He had never felt this way before. His heart was pounding, his breath was short and quick, and his body felt like it was on fire.
Omori's hips began to thrust in and out of him, and Sunny's body responded to the sensation. He could feel Omori's soft skin and his warm breath as he licked him. His heart was racing, and his blood felt like it was boiling.
Sunny could not help himself. He was so turned on that he could no longer hold back.
Sunny's whole body shook as he came, and the moment he did, Omori moaned and thrust himself as far as he could inside him. He collapsed on top of him, holding him close.
"I love you..." Omori whispered in his ear.
Sunny had no words to respond, he simply hugged Omori tight and squeezed him as hard as he could.