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Zanka had recently turned 18, things in the Abyss were the same, neither very good nor very bad, and in the Cleaners, that was the worst part, Because even though Akuta was a "group," there were missions where only one donor was needed to eliminate the garbage beasts.
Unlike recently, Zanka felt very lonely; he was still Ludo's instructor, but the boy with gray hair and black tips had become too good, Zanka gave him specific schedules for work and training, although he sometimes wondered what a "genius" like Ludo could learn from a mere "normal" person like Zanka, But now the little red-eyed boy wasn't always following him around; he spent most of his time with Amo. He didn't want to leave her alone, and sometimes Riyo joined them.
Oh Riyo, she was the one who went on the most missions against the beasts and writing reports or helping Tomme; she rarely spent time with Zanka. And lastly, Enjin, that guy was always running around like that doing who knows what, But most of the time Riyo accompanied him; yes, it was very obvious that the girl was Enjin's favorite. Zanka couldn't compete with that, so all things considered, there was only one person left.
Follo ...
The boy who had become giver, Follo, did not yet have a defined team, but Enjin had tasked Zanka with teaching him basic givers things, since he believed they would get along well due to their small age difference and the fact that their vital instruments were somewhat similar (according to Enjin) but apparently he was right.
The boy with scars on his face was a very kind person; even Zanka would say that Follo was very sweet and, above all, very funny. The time she spent with Follo was truly good, Follo distracted him too much from the things that were constantly on his mind, even making him feel that he wasn't as alone as he thought. They had become quite close in a way.
Now that things were calmer and Zanka was more relaxed, he could focus on things that everyone would think Zanka didn't have, such as, for example, that stupid feeling that took hold of him every night and made him wake up wet and embarrassed in the morning, and immediately wash his clothes with a slight blush on his face.
Yes, he was talking about that "sexual" feeling or "affection"—in other words, he was already 18 and knew that as time went on, that feeling would grow with him, and his cock would get hard every time he thought about "strange" things, suddenly getting hard, and although he tried to avoid it, he couldn't feel better each time he wrapped his hand around his erection and squeezed lightly so he could melt with pleasure, the strange thing is that in all his wet dreams he was with a person he couldn't distinguish but who made him feel so damn good, until he woke up too wet, again.
He really didn't want to talk about it and couldn't talk about it with anyone, even though it happened to everyone; talking about it was too embarrassing,
Except for the shameless Enjin and sometimes Gris, who recounted their sexual experiences as if they were the best, saying it in front of Zanka and Follo, considering that they were already "Grown-up" kids and they knew exactly what they were talking about.
Like this trip to Canvas Town to buy some things they needed, Enjin and Gris babbling about how good they were at sex, according to them, while Zanka and Follo just looked at each other with boredom.
After arriving in the city Enjin and Gris left, leaving Zanka and Follo alone in the car.
—Hey Zanka,— Follo called —Do you think those two are just a bunch of conceited fools?— he said in a mocking tone.
—I'm pretty sure they're just fools— Zanka said with a small smile, and a slightly awkward silence fell over them.
—Zanka— Follo spoke again —are you a virgin?—
Oh shit, Zanka froze, he didn't know how to respond to that, obviously it was him but something inside him didn't want to tell him, not Follo, with a slight blush on his cheeks he took a breath to answer
—What about you? Are you a virgin?— he said in a challenging tone, and a giggle escaped Follo's lips.
—That's very unfair, I asked you first,— he said, not wanting to answer either.
Zanka just laughed and again there was a silence with a tension you could cut with a knife, suddenly he realized that Follo's eyes were on him, no, they were looking at his lips, That damn blush appeared again on his pale cheeks. He was about to speak
—but you're going to— but he was interrupted by the other boy's lips on his. He really hadn't expected that, not like that, that was him first damn kiss, it was tender, just a brush of lips that lasted a few seconds, but for Zanka it was an eternity, and deep down, he didn't want it to end; he felt Follo's breath so close it sent shivers down him spine.
The kiss ended. Follo slowly but not completely pulled away, looking Zanka directly in the eyes, waiting for some negative reaction or even a blow from the blue-eyed boy, nothing happened, Zanka was also looking at him, both blushing,
—was it okay?— Follo said somewhat uncertainly, Zanka was about to speak when Enjin and Gris got into the car with the things they had gone to get; the two teenagers quickly separated, but they were too red-faced; anyone would know they'd done something. But the two men said nothing, too engrossed in their own business. The teenagers sighed, but still covered their faces.
The journey continued in silence from the young boys; they arrived at the cleaners' barracks and both quickly got out of the car, For Zanka's bad or good luck, Enjin spoke up
—"Hey Zanzan, go put these things away in the storeroom, have Follo go with you"—" and handed the things to the teenagers.
Zanka and Follo arrived at the barracks' depot in complete silence; when they entered, they both noticed the change in temperature, adjusting things too quickly, Zanka stopped and said shyly.
—That was good...the kiss.—
Follo simply smiled and said, —Good to know.— Before leaving the room, the two boys looked at each other and knew what they wanted; their eyes gave them away. Follo closed the distance between them, tilted his head and closed his eyes, giving Zanka another soft kiss, which this time he reciprocated. He clung much closer to Follo, his hands on the shoulders of the boy with the scar; they were just teenagers experiencing what was really going on inside them,
how far could they go?
That night Zanka was in his room with his cock so hard that the slightest touch of the sheets would make him cum, he felt like a pervert for thinking about everything that was left of the day in Follo and now he was masturbating and remembering the slightly desperate breathing of the boy near him, he thought about what would have happened if they had gone further, how close their bodies could have been, and how soft Follo's touch was; it only made his cock harder.
Damn, he was a pervert, but he calmed down when he thought, "I hope Follo is doing the same thing." He really wanted to think that, Then came the least expected thought:
"How would it feel to masturbate Follo? How good could Zanka make him feel?"
He was absolutely not a pervert, he was just a teenager with raging hormones.
The next morning, while strolling through the corridors to start him day, Zanka encountered Follo and Riyo. The girl spoke
—Hi Zanka, look, this boy is the new 'Rudo', we have a mission— Follo was just smiling as always, with a very beautiful smile,
—When we return victorious, I'll tell everyone to have a party, get ready, okay? Goodbye Zankaaa— the green-eyed girl said goodbye and walked ahead, leaving the teenagers alone, again.
—Riyo is very optimistic, I'm really terrified— Follo spoke up, first as always, —Don't worry, you'll do fine, and we'll have a party afterwards, which is much better—. Zanka said in such a soft tone that he felt embarrassed, and he turned even redder when Follo put his hands on Zanka's face.
—Zanka, you're so pretty— Follo said. Damn, how could this boy be so sweet?
—Follo, we're leaving now, come on— Riyo called, shit shit why do they always interrupt us? Zanka thought, but him face said much more,
—I have to go, Zanka, see you later— said Follo, giving poor Zanka a kiss on the cheek. Zanka didn't know what to do. —y-yes, see you later— later? What did he mean by later?, He felt like he was going to explode.
How could someone as wonderful as Follo notice him, a guy as boring and unfunny as Zanka? So many questions, but he just wanted night to come, probably so he could masturbate thinking about Follo again.
At midnight Zanka had left him room and as Riyo had told him, the cleaners had had a party, not a proper one, but everyone was eating and the older ones were drinking, normal things, there was a lot of noise, some music that Enjin had put on. He entered the dining room and sat next to Riyo, who was enjoying her meal.
—Hey Zanka, where were you? Don't miss the food—, she said, offering him a plate.
—No thanks, I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired... um, didn't you see...Follo?— Zanka asked, trying to hide his interest.
—Oh, him, he was here a few seconds ago, but I don't know where he's gone— When the girl said that, Zanka could feel someone's gaze on him, Follo was on the other side of the room next to Gris, but he was looking at Zanka, out of reflex, the blond boy got up and left the room, leaving Riyo completely confused.
Damn, Zanka had never been so nervous. He didn't want to go to his room, so he went into the seemingly empty gym, very empty, and sat on a bench a little way from the door. he knew no one would come, so he put him head against the wall and closed him eyes, until he heard the sound of footsteps, but he didn't open him eyes until he heard a voice.
—What are you doing here all alone, Zanka?— It was Follo. Zanka didn't know if this was very good or very bad, although he didn't think about it much.
—It's very noisy over there, it's annoying,— he said, looking at the shorter boy standing in the doorway and watching him approach to sit next to Zanka.
—You're right, it is a bit annoying, so I'll stay with you— Follo said, now looking at Zanka. There were a few seconds of silence.
— Can I kiss you again, Zanka? — Damn, Zanka longed to hear those words; they came out of Follo's mouth like such a sweet melody. This boy was truly devoted to Zanka.
—I thought you'd take longer to say it— Zanka teased, but it didn't last long because Follo was already kissing him. Zanka responded to the kiss more forcefully; at first it was tender, but suddenly Zanka felt something wet on his lips; it was Follo's tongue invading the taller man's mouth. Zanka simply opened his mouth and Follo invaded it completely, their tongues clashed, there were a few bites in between, but that only made them more desperate.
Zanka grabbed the black-haired boy's head with his hands, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Follo's breathing only grew faster and faster; Zanka would think the boy with the scar was more excited than he was, But he snapped out of his thoughts quickly when Follo placed his hands on Zanka's thighs, causing Zanka to emit a soft moan against the other's lips, Damn, Follo's hands were so close to his crotch that it was slightly growing larger and larger,
Suddenly Follo grabbed Zanka and sat him on his lap; now Follo was the one with his head against the wall. Zanka felt like he was about to explode; he was on top of Follo in a much more comfortable position.
In a few seconds, he felt something growing in Follo too; damn, he was getting really hard as well. Zanka moved closer to kiss Follo more deeply, brushing against his already very visible erection.
—ah, fuck— that had been a moan that was now coming from Follo's mouth, Zanka just smiled and knew that he had to do that if he wanted to continue hearing that sweet sound coming from Follo, so he continued, rubbing their cocks together through their clothes, both boys felt like they were in heaven.
—Damn, Zanka, I think I'm too hard— said the black-haired boy between gasps, his voice making Zanka fucking hornier, They were both the same, their cocks really hard
—I think I am too…I-I'm going to explode— Zanka said between kisses, shit he had never felt so good and this was just the beginning. Follo stepped back a little so he could speak, he was so flushed, he looked at Zanka and he was even more flushed than him, with that sight he felt like he could come right then and there, But obviously that wasn't the right place
—"Hey Zanka, I don't think we can continue this here"—he would gladly do it, but what if someone came in and saw them having sex like rabbits? Veryyy embarrassing.
—Damn, you're right— said Zanka. “I wish so much we were in my room right now,” he thought.
—Mine's closer— said Follo with a smile. Apparently, Zanka had said that out loud.
Both teenagers walked so fast towards the shorter one's room, Zanka holding Follo's hand, as if their lives depended on it, well actually, their cocks.
They finally arrived at Follo's room; the journey there seemed like an eternity. After entering, Follo locked the door; now no one would bother them. As soon as he turned around, Zanka grabbed him and started kissing him. Follo just melted at it, letting Zanka do him thing.
The blond boy guided Follo towards the bed and while continuing to kiss him, he knelt before Follo, who was now sitting on the bed.
—"Can I?"— Zanka asked, looking him in the eyes, him hands on the zipper of Follo's pants.
—"Fuck, please,"— said the boy with the scar. Zanka simply smiled and began to unbutton the black-haired boy's pants, licking him lips, then pulled down Follo's pants and took out his already erect cock.
The cold air in the room made Follo groan, and seeing Zanka in that position only made him harder. The blond boy didn't know how to start, but he didn't want to think too much, So he approached Follo's cock and gently licked it from the tip to the middle.
—ah!… Zanka— Follo moaned and instantly covered his mouth, too embarrassed,
— Don't cover your mouth, I want to hear you…to know if I'm doing it right— Zanka said very determinedly, Follo just nodded, Zanka started slowly licking a little, meanwhile, listening to Follo's heavy breathing, he suddenly put the boy's member in his mouth, feeling it throb; it was too hard.
Zanka's mouth was barely at the tip but he could already feel the pre-semen; with him tongue he caressed the tip and then slid it halfway down, with him hands he grabbed the base and squeezed it.
Follo was in heaven, Zanka's mouth was hot, shit felt so damn good, he let out muffled moans and said Zanka's name, Zanka pulled away for a moment, a thread of saliva connecting to Follo's throbbing cock, he looked at the boy who had his eyes closed and was biting his lips, Shit, it was getting harder and harder, he put the tip back in his mouth and could feel Follo grabbing his hair, caressing the back of his neck, squeezing one of Zanka's blond hairs.
slowly Follo began to move his hips, fucking Zanka's mouth; he had never felt so good. Zanka just received each thrust, taking every drop that came out of the black-haired boy, Zanka felt pain between him legs, but it felt so good to receive each thrust accompanied by Follo's muffled moans.
—Fuck fuck, Zanka!— Follo groaned as he touched the blond boy's throat, coming instantly in Zanka's mouth, He threw his head back, but came to when Zanka coughed a few times
—I'm sorry Zanka, shit I didn't think things through— Follo wanted to fix the situation but he'd be lying if he said Zanka with him mouth full of semen, his semen, didn't look good,
—Don't worry Follo, I wanted to swallow it— those words only made Follo hard again, he grabbed Zanka and pulled him towards him, kissing him again, this time Follo would take the initiative, He laid the blue-eyed boy on the bed and continued kissing him, slowly taking off his shirt, admiring Zanka's fair skin, He ran his hand down the blond boy's abdomen, and left it right where his pants began.
—So shall we do it, baby?— Follo said, leaving it up to Zanka to decide what might happen
—I want you to fuck me— Zanka wasn't going to take it anymore, Follo continued taking off Zanka's pants, revealing his very hard cock
—Damn it, Zanka, we have to take care of you right now, darling— Follo's voice was so different from his usual soft voice, now it was much sexier, The dark-haired boy stirred something within the blond boy, Follo licked his fingers and brought them closer to Zanka so he could lick them too.
—"Do you know what to do?" Zanka asked.
—Of course — Follo said confidently; in reality, he knew very little, but he had to try anyway. With his already wet fingers, he grabbed some of his still-dripping semen, placed them on his fingers, and slowly brought them closer to Zanka's entrance. He gently inserted his middle finger a little as Zanka became aroused.
—shit, shit— he just cursed, which made Follo laugh a little and continue putting his finger inside the blond boy
—What the hell are you laughing at, Follo? Oh fuck!— That felt so good, Zanka arched him back at the touches of the black-haired boy, He kept cursing, though it was almost impossible to understand what he was saying. Follo thrust his finger into him, and after a while, he inserted another one inside Zanka.
—Damn! That feels good, fuck!— Zanka could come at any moment
—Hey Zanka, why are you so aggressive during sex?— Follo asked, trying to annoy him.
—Maybe because you're shoving two damn fingers inside me? Oh shit!— Zanka said, but before he could finish, Follo shoved another one in.
— three, darling — Follo's fingers weren't very big but they were ideal for preparing Zanka, making him see stars as he bit him lips, touching him sensitive spot, Zanka began to moan louder.
Everyone was far away so they wouldn't hear them, the blond boy couldn't hold it in any longer and pre-semen began to leak from his tip, Follo quickly withdrew his fingers when he realized this, just to annoy the blond boy, he approached Zanka and began kissing him again, Zanka was still coming
—That's what I was looking for— Follo said with a smile that made Zanka's stomach churn. Suddenly, he began to masturbate him with one hand and kiss Zanka's nipples with his mouth. The blue-eyed boy only let out muffled moans.
"Damn, why is he so damn good?" Zanka thought, or maybe Zanka was such a damn virgin and was just too horny.
Follo moved away a little, leaving many marks on Zanka's neck and around her nipples. The black-haired boy took off his shirt, and Zanka could swear that he came at that moment.
Follo was somewhat thin, though not too much; he had a small waist, but not as small as Zanka's, and his V-line was so marked with a faint trail of hair leading to his cock, his cock very hard Zanka just wanted to see those hips bumping against him, and once again this perverted teenager got hard.
—Don't look at me like that, I'm going to come just from your gaze, darling— said Follo, gently touching his cock to further provoke Zanka
—Damn, can you fuck me already?— Zanka could swear he would come as soon as Follo entered him,
—I think you're very excited, baby— Follo just teased as he played with his cock at Zanka's entrance, and Zanka arched his back
—I was right, you're a virgin, well, I am too, so squeeze me tight, will you?— Follo began to insert the tip of his cock into Zanka
—fuck fuck fuck— Zanka was too tense
—hey Zanka you have to relax, I don't want to hurt you— hurting Zanka was the last thing Follo wanted.
—You're shoving your fucking cock in me, how am I supposed to relax with that, shit!— Zanka blurted out desperately, so Follo started masturbating him to calm the blond boy down a little. Finally, Follo felt Zanka relax and slowly inserted his entire cock; damn, it was so tight he could cum right then and there. Zanka's moans pulled him from his thoughts.
—Aren't you going to move?—the taller boy said between moans. Follo just smiled mischievously; finally, they were both comfortable.
He started moving his hips slowly, gradually increasing the speed, He couldn't stop moaning; Zanka was incredibly tight, he'd never felt like this even in his wildest dreams.
—Damn it, move faster, Follo— Zanka moaned, him tone pleading or even defiant. Follo obeyed and began thrusting harder and faster, Zanka sank into moans, moans that were devoured by Follo when he kissed him, biting his lips, With his hands firmly on the blond boy's hips, thrusting faster and faster, they both moaned into each other's mouths.
Zanka hugged Follo around the neck, moaning into his ear, further arousing the black-haired boy who was also moaning in Zanka's ear and whispering obscene things to make him hard.
—Come on Zanka, why don't you moan louder?— Zanka really wanted to but he was too overstimulated that he didn't realize Follo was masturbating him; he felt like he couldn't breathe
—I-I want you to cum... inside me— Zanka said between many muffled moans, Follo just laughed, shit even at that moment his laughter was so hot,
—Wait, you damn pervert, are you going to cum already? I want to stay inside you longer, I want to enjoy how tight you are for a little while longer— While Follo was saying that, almost purring,, he didn't slow down his thrusts; he even made them faster and deeper. Zanka was about to come; Follo's cock had reached its sensitive spot. they both moaned even louder.
Zanka swore he saw stars, for it being him first time, Follo knew exactly when to stop, and how fast to go, Zanka couldn't take it anymore, he let out him last muffled moan, and he could feel him coming in Follo's hand
—fuck Zanka— a few seconds later he heard Follo curse his name so sexily that if he had the strength he could get hard again, then he felt a sticky liquid inside, Indeed, Follo had come inside him; both were still panting. Follo was still inside Zanka, and he was about to kiss him when they heard a noise. Damn it, it was the door.
—Hey Follo, it's Gris, are you awake? You forgot your coat in the dining room— Shit, it was Gris, if he saw them it would be so embarrassing. Zanka covered him mouth with both hands. Follo really didn't know what to do; he just prayed that Gris would give up and take that coat anywhere far away from there.
—Follo, are you there? Damn, I'll give it to him tomorrow—the older man left mumbling some unintelligible things, perhaps he was drunk.
Both teenagers sighed quietly; Follo simply laughed, and although Zanka didn't want to, she also began to laugh.
—Damn, that was close, get off me before I get hard again—Zanka said laughing, Follo obeyed and slowly withdrew, as Zanka let out him last moan,That image would surely make Follo hard again later.
—Look how my semen is dripping out of you, Zanka, you're good at squeezing,— Follo said as he looked at what he had done inside the blond boy.
—"Stop staring at me, you damn pervert," Zanka said, grabbing the dark-haired boy by the shoulders and kissing him. he felt Follo smile against her lips until he spoke.
—Next time we should buy condoms—they'd be lying if they said they weren't expecting a "next time," but they both knew they would, probably the next day
The teenagers lay down next to each other under the sheets, Zanka hugging Follo around the neck, while the black-haired boy held Zanka's waist.They didn't know how they would get out of there the next day without anyone seeing them, but it didn't matter now; they were both tired and just wanted to feel each other's breath close by, Their bodies pressed together, exchanging one or two kisses now and then, before falling completely asleep.
Zanka thought that, for his first time, he wasn't expecting anyone other than Follo; he was probably very lucky that such a kind boy noticed him;Maybe they could become something. But for the moment, they were fine as they were.