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"I always thought I was only attracted to girls, but one day, I realized that wasn't how I thought...
When I still lived in the city, it was a quiet spring day. I was on the bus on my way home, looking at my phone as usual, when by some twist of fate, I decided to look up. My eyes were immediately drawn to a particular individual who was about to get off the bus. He had long, white hair, like a cloud, and an incredibly big body in every sense. My eyes didn't leave him until the bus started moving again, taking him out of my sight. But without even seeing his face, just his presence, surrounded by the cherry blossoms of the trees that characterize the bus stop where he got off, was enough to make my heart skip a beat and leave an indelible mark on my memory.
After that day, I never saw him again except in my memory..."
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April 2nd - Gorou
I gently open my eyes, still in bed, grab my phone and check the hour
7:10 a.m
It seems the first ray of sunlight that came through my window was enough to wake me up.
April 2nd, finally my first day of classes in the village begins. Just like I did in the city, I get out of bed, have breakfast, brush my teeth, and start getting ready.
I take off my pajamas and put on the new school uniform: a white shirt with blue designs and the school symbol on the right chest, and dark blue shorts.
"...It looks pretty good on me! Much better than the one in the city," I say to myself, looking at my reflection in the mirror.
With everything ready, I grab my backpack and phone and head to the main entrance, prepared to go to my new school. I walk briskly, despite having plenty of time, my mind wandering to what my teachers and classmates will be like. Will this be the year I finally find love?... What nonsense am I thinking! This isn't the time to be thinking about that kind of things.
After a walk of about 15 minutes, I finally find myself at the entrance of the new school, a somewhat old and certainly small building, but one that somehow gives me a homey feeling.
I'm completely absorbed in my thoughts at the entrance of the new school when suddenly someone places their hand on my shoulder, causing a slight jump as it pulls me out of my reverie.
Turning around, I see an adorable blonde girl with amber eyes.
"Hey! You're new here, aren't you?" the girl says with surprising energy for the time of day
"Oh, yes! I mean, how do you know?" I say hesitantly.
"Ah, this town is very small. When there's a new student in town, it's noticeable. I've never seen your face around here, hahaha!"
"My name is Naganohara Yoimiya! It's a pleasure," the young woman says, extending her hand.
"Oh, Gorou, likewise!" I say, returning her hand with my tail wagging with excitement.
After a brief introduction, Yoimiya kindly gave me a quick tour of the school facilities.
After that short tour, we headed to the notice boards where the students' names and classes were listed.
"Let's see... oh! Here! Hey Gorou, look, we're in the same class!" Yoimiya exclaimed excitedly.
I approached the paper on the notice board where Yoimiya was pointing to our names. Out of curiosity, I started reading the names of the other students, and we both noticed something unusual: the vast majority of names were boys. Out of 30 students, just over 20 were boys.
"Oh, great, another year with a testosterone-fueled class..." Yoimiya said with a touch of irony but also a hint of disappointment.
"Well! No problem, at least we're together! We're going to have a great time this year together!" she exclaimed excitedly, taking both my hands in hers.
I was surprised at how quickly she had warmed up to me; it must be a small-town thing. Although it seems odd at first glance, I can't help but be swept up in her enthusiasm, which is reflected in the way I involuntarily wag my tail. I notice Yoimiya watching my tail wag with excitement, and when she sees my cheeks flush slightly, she lets out a small, mischievous giggle.
"Oh, well, I almost forgot, since you're new you should head straight to the staff room to meet our tutor. She'll introduce you to the class afterward. She's the same one I had last year, trust me, she's very nice!"
I headed to the teachers' lounge to meet and speak with my homeroom teacher for this year. After completing some formalities, she finally escorted me to my new classroom.
We entered, following me behind the teacher, and I stood next to her desk as she introduced herself to the class.
"And before anything else, I wanted to introduce a new student. He's from the city and this is his first year at our school. Gorou, please introduce yourself," the teacher said, introducing me.
I looked up and began reciting the introduction I had practiced that morning.
"Good morning, my name is Gorou, and I'm a new student that comes from the city..."
As I gave my introduction, I slowly scanned the classroom from corner to corner to see who I would be spending the year with. Suddenly, as my eyes crossed the corner to my right, I saw a figure that made me freeze, and a lump formed in my throat. A rather tall student with a striking physique, horns as red as blood, and... hair as white as a cloud... that's when I remembered that day when I still lived in the city; I was heading home on the bus, and... that attractive figure who pierced my chest like the sharpest arrow was there again in front of me, in my class, now able to observe his face, a robust and menacing face, but at the same time tender and friendly, something difficult to describe, but what I can say is that once again, he made my heart skip a beat, just like that day.
Before I knew it, I'd fallen completely silent during my presentation, exchanging glances with my now classmate, who noticed the pressure I was under and encouraged me with a friendly expression and a thumbs-up, as if to say, "You're doing great." My face turned bright red, I shook my head briefly, and I finished reciting the rest of my presentation.
"Very good, Gorou, we're delighted to meet you. Now, please take a seat," my tutor said kindly.
I looked at the available seats and noticed only two empty ones: one next to Yoimiya and the other next to the boy with white hair.
I thought about it for a few moments, but even though my heart longed to sit next to that boy, I thought twice and decided it would be too presumptuous. Besides, I felt it would be a betrayal of poor Yoimiya, who, even though I had just met her, had been very welcoming to me, and it was clear from her expression that she wanted me to sit with her. So, I took the empty seat in front of the cheerful blonde girl.
"You did great, Gorou!" Yoimiya whispered cheerfully to me.
I smiled back in thanks and immediately tried to focus all my attention on the teacher's words, but my mind was still racing, and my heart was pounding like a life-or-death situation. I couldn't believe that boy lived in this town, and not only that, but that we'd be in the same class. After a while, I finally managed to clear my head and calm down.
After the first few hours of class, recess finally arrived—my first recess in town—and I was lucky enough to have some great company. Yoimiya turned out to be a phenomenal person. She's a bit odd in the eyes of others, which is why she doesn't have many friends, but I think she's a fantastic person to hang out with! Plus, it seems she likes me too, which makes me happy.
It's reassuring to have made friends so quickly at the new school. I was quite afraid of being completely left out, but that wasn't the case.
3 p.m.
Finally, the last bell of the day rang, and my first day of classes at the new school went quite well. After school, Yoimiya offered to walk home with me, which I obviously accepted.
As we walked and chatted peacefully, there was one thing that, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get out of my mind: him.
"I bet the small town seems like nothing to you compared to the big city, right?" Yoimiya said to me with a touch of melancholy.
"Huh? Not at all!" I answered
"Well... there are many things I miss, but I won't lie to you, I'm really enjoying the experience of living in the village! Even though there aren't as many things, there's an unparalleled tranquility here," I told Yoimiya with a touch of excitement, gently wagging my tail.
"Hahaha! I'm so glad you said that."
"Sometimes I think: Damn, it would be so much cooler to live in the city. But then I stop to think, and the truth is, I love this village, the atmosphere, its people, its landscapes, it's great!" Yoimiya said cheerfully.
I smiled at her; I found her affection for the village kind of endearing.
We continued walking when he came back to my mind, and without thinking twice, I decided to ask Yoimiya about him. She's lived here her whole life and seems to know everyone at the school well. I'm sure she's a good source of information about that guy.
"Hey Yoimiya, a question..." I say quietly.
"Hm? What is it?"
"Um... the guy in class, you know, the muscular, white-haired one..." I say shyly.
"You mean Itto?"
"The tall, white-haired one with horns, right?" Yoimiya describes.
"Yes! That one! What did you say his name was?" I ask with a touch of excitement.
"Itto, Arataki Itto. He's one of the few oni in town. He's quite troublesome, but he's still a kind-hearted guy, hahaha! I've never talked to him much, but he's always seemed that way to me," Yoimiya comments with her usual enthusiasm.
"I see..." I whisper.
"What about him? Do you know him from somewhere?" She asked
My eyes widened when she said that
"Or is it that you like him?... hehe" Yoimiya said with a slightly perverted tone
"E-erm!" I stammered, my cheeks burning hot
"It's not that!"
"Hm? Are you sure? You don't like boys?" Yoimiya asked
I let out a nervous laugh. "Of course I do! I mean, it could be..." I said shyly
"Aaaah! I see! That's why you stumbled during the presentation!"
"You noticed?!" I exclaimed in embarrassment.
Yoimiya let out a small laugh.
"Well... I can help you win him over, but honestly, I don't know if he likes guys. I've never seen him with a partner, and all the girls who've confessed to him have been rejected," Yoimiya explained.
I looked at the ground, disappointed, and let out a small sigh at that.
"Hey! But don't get discouraged! Like I said, I've only ever seen girls confess to him. There's a chance he does like guys!"
"And if that's the case, I'm sure he'll end up liking you. Let's be honest, you're pretty adorable," Yoimiya commented.
My tail went completely stiff, and my face turned red.
"Hahaha! Don't be embarrassed!"
"I'm going to help you. He's going to be yours, I promise!" Yoimiya says cheerfully, extending her pinky finger.
I stare at her, my eyes shining, and extend my pinky too, intertwining them with hers, sealing the promise.
She smiles warmly at me, and as we separate our pinkies at a small intersection, she waves her hand and walks off down the street in the opposite direction.
"My house is this way, see you tomorrow!" Yoimiya calls out enthusiastically.
I'm practically frozen, staring at her, and simply return the farewell with a shy smile before walking home.
When I got home, I followed my usual routine: eating, sleeping a little, and doing some exercise.
After finishing my workout, I went to the shower. I took off all my clothes and stood staring at my naked body in the mirror for some reason.
I stepped into the shower and let the warm water run over me. While I was showering, a strange feeling ran through my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him; there was nothing else on my mind. Scenarios flashed through my head, and little by little, these thoughts became more intimate: What does he look like naked? What does he look like showering, with his body wet? ...How big is it...? ...What will he be like in bed? These thoughts flooded my mind very quick, when I noticed my arousal growing inside me, and having physical repercussions. Before I knew it, I was completely hard, my private parts were wet from the warm water running from the shower, especially the tip, which was wet not only from the shower water...
I'm not a very sexually active person, but thinking about him, alone, and for so long had its consequences...
I tried to think about something else, but it was impossible; his presence had invaded my mind, and my erection wasn't going to subside unless I did something about it...
I had never masturbated in the shower, and my body was forcing me to do it for the first time. I didn't want my family to be surprised that I was spending so much time in the shower, so without thinking twice, I grabbed my penis with my right hand, closed my eyes, and used all the lewd images of Itto in my mind to start moving my hand up and down my penis. Soon after starting to masturbate, I was already sighing heavily and moaning softly. A trickle of pre-ejaculate was hanging from the tip, and as quickly as I realized it, a lot of pre-semen started leaking from the tip of my penis. I've always noticed a fair amount of pre-ejaculate when I've masturbated, but never as much as this time. A few minutes later, I felt my body preparing to reach climax. I tried not to make too much noise, but my moans of pleasure began to intensify.
"Itto... Itto..." I moaned occasionally without even realizing it.
I considerably increased the speed of my hand movements when suddenly, without stopping, strands of semen began shooting from my tip toward the shower wall, leaving a complete mess. When I reached climax, the orgasm I felt was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was so intense that I had to cover my mouth with my free hand, as the moans were now uncontrollable. Once I finished ejaculating, with semen all over me—on the side of the shower I was facing, my hand, arm, and groin—I began to clean everything up with the shower water as best I could.
While I was cleaning up the mess I had made, there was a knock on the shower door.
"Everything okay?!" My father exclaimed from the other side.
"U-Uh! Yes! Sorry, I got a little distracted!" I excused myself nervously.
"It's okay, just don't use too much water!"
With everything clean, my erection had finally subsided, but my mind was still on him. Luckily, the more lewd thoughts had subsided.
I got out of the shower, dried off, and after dinner, went to my bed. I lay down and stared at the ceiling, thinking about what I had done in the shower about two hours ago. Like I said, I'm not someone who masturbates much; once every two months is normal for me, and as for sex, forget about it. This was because I had never felt much pleasure doing it before, but today... it was something that had never happened to me before, the greatest pleasure I've ever experienced in my life... and all because my mind started replaying images of him, which, little by little, began to get dirtier... The feeling of not being able to control my moans and not being able to stop moving my hand while I ejaculated is something I never expected to experience... I turned onto my side and closed my eyes tightly, and as I imagined, his image was still there, although this time I managed to erase it a little and I soon fell asleep.