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After Skateboard had played that cruel prank on Shuriken about a week ago, the green ninja decided to plan his revenge and get his friend back for what he did, “Oh… I’ll make you pay, Skateboard! You’ll see what happens when you mess with the wrong demon!”
He screamed to himself in his room before a voice came from the door, “Shuri! Stop yelling so loud, I’m trying to take a nap here alright?!” Vine Staff yelled back, her shouts were faint, yet still hearable. “Sorry, Sis!”
Shuriken gulps, he opens his phone and browses on social media on pranks to play on his friend but he can’t find any good ones. He gets off the gadget and paces back and forth in his room, trying his best to think of the perfect prank to do on Skateboard.
Until finally, he thought of something, “Heh… Wouldn’t it be funny if I stole his skateboard?! That’d be hilarious! I should set up a camera in his room somewhere to get his reaction too!” The green-horned demon giggled, his plan sounded too good to be true for him to do.
”Alright, I’ll sneak into his house tonight,” Shuriken looked at the clock and saw it was 3:23 in the afternoon. He had plenty of time to prepare but he decided to nap instead.
Some time passes and it’s now 8:47 in the evening. Shuriken finally wakes up from that nap and wipes off the drool from his face. He gets dressed in his black attire to hopefully blend into the dark night and leaves their house.
He swiftly makes it to Skateboard’s house where he hung near a tree branch and it was able to support him due to his particularly light weight. He grabs a pair of binoculars and peeks through the windows, trying to identify which one is Skateboard’s room.
After a while, the ninja spots his friend’s room—littered with soda cans, posters, and a lot of laundry. He shifts a bit to get a closer look and notices that Skateboard’s not in his room. He double checks to see if he’s in the other ones and confirmed that the skater was in the bathroom, showering due to the noises of water running.
He cuts to the chase and immediately grapples to the window of Skateboard’s room, he pried it open with his tools—trying his best to make the least amount of noise possible. The window was opened wide enough for Shuriken to get inside but as he stepped foot into his room, he stepped on a bag of chips.
The crippling of the plastic bag and chips inside made a really loud sound that drew attention, “Shit, shit, shit, shit!” Shuriken murmured, he immediately looked around and stayed silent to hear if Skateboard was coming by the sound of his footsteps. Unfortunately for the ninja, the skater just finished showering and was about to enter his room.
The green-horned demon had no choice but to grapple to a distant corner of Skateboard’s room—specifically on top of his closet. There was a dark spot on top of it and as long as the skater doesn’t turn on the lights, he should be fine.
Shuriken tries breathing as silent as he could while he watched Skateboard enter the room and holy moly. He spots his friend, naked and soaked by water with his towel wrapped around his waist. His abs were exposed to the cold air of his room and the sight was quite attractive, at least for Shuriken.
He gulped, blushing hard, ‘W-why am I blushing? F-fuck… Can’t get distracted from the plan! Focus, Shuri! Focus!’ His thoughts ran wild, before suddenly…
‘Fuck… Not now…’ He looks down and notices his groin. He began spotting an erection just by the sight of his friend being shirtless. This was the worst time to get hard, he was on a mission to get revenge on his friend and now he’s hiding as if it depended on his life.
He watched Skateboard get dressed which made him even more harder. He tries his best to stifle his moans but one slips through as Shuriken covered his mouth. Good thing that the skater didn’t hear it since he was wearing headphones.
Shuriken looked around the room and spotted his beloved skateboard. The red-horned demon was turned around and had his attention solely on something else. This was his chance.
He slowly lowered himself from the closet and grabbed the board. He knew he couldn’t go through the window so he looked at the door. Before sighing, he slowly turned the knob and squeezed himself through the opening and closed it silently.
The ninja finally made it out of the room, he opened a window and left his friend’s house. His mission was successful, however—he was left with one little problem.
He stared down at his crotch and palmed it gently, shivering from the pleasure, “F-fuck, Skate…” Shuriken moaned his friend’s name, the thoughts of Skateboard wrapped in his towel playing in the ninja’s mind. He disappeared into the forest and leaned against a tree whilst putting the board down on the grass.
He slowly untied his shorts and pulled them down, exposing his green briefs to the breeze of the night. He squeezed his groin once again, feeling his cock throbbing in the cotton; waiting to be freed. Shuriken peeled his briefs and his hard penis sprang to his abdomen, oozing pre-cum.
He strokes himself slowly, moaning softly as more pre-cum coats his flesh. He can feel himself approaching climax very quickly as he’s a bit pent-up. Shuriken’s strokes become more quicker and his breath gets jagged as he chases his orgasm. The pleasure becomes unbearable and he slowly sits on the grass, his ass grazing against the harsh cold of the foliage.
He doesn’t care, all he wants is to cum. He looks around and sees his friend’s skateboard. The ninja grabs it with his other arm and positions it in front of him. A loud moan came from his mouth before ropes of hot, white, sticky, and creamy semen erupt from his penis. It splattered all over the board and some landed on the grass below.
Exhausted, Shuriken couldn’t care less about what he just did and panted. It felt like he was about to pass out from the pleasure. He pulled his briefs back up and his shorts, about to leave before suddenly a light shined through the bushes. He froze when he saw Skateboard in his pajamas and holding a flashlight.
”S-Shuri? W-what’re you-“ Skateboard’s eyes widen and his jaw unhinged when he realizes the sight he’s looking at.