He Knows

Prologue: First Person Perspective

The ecstasy that orderly prolongs to one's guidance. It had to be him. It just needed to be him. The bubbles sulking tightly in my stomach that anticipated strongly towards the attention drawn towards him. The woman and the mens eyes, they we're basically drooling over him, even his elder brother. Exceptionally in my mind I could beg to differ he'd want anybody except me.

The lust and arousing thoughts that truly signified I had a bulge every time I looked passed to see him in every single corner of the school. Why did he have to be fine? Just how the hell could you be so fine and soothing my needs every night. My manhood stands up every day just looking at him and not even daring to talk to him.

But his voice was deep and stoic which made my thoughts even more excited. Every five seconds I climax in my pants, soaked which were exaggerated. Most people looked at me and thought it was just a normal thing since it does happen frequently, well most of the day.

Usually my brother doesn't mind seeing my pants soaked in my own filth, apparently he thought I was just clumsy and spilled drenching water all over my pants, but dry cleaning helps a lot especially looking at your stunning elder brother too. Gee, Madara. Now, sometimes I try to crawl into his pants too, usually he'd push me away and spit in my face to get away.

I was just a nasty kid, seventeen years old and had a enormous and high sex drive hypothetically speaking. My hormones hit fast and tight in that time period. Sex was like a hobby. I was done up by men and fucked plenty of females for two years straight.

Since then, my elder brother has never caught me once or even at least know what I'm doing.

Yet, he works two jobs to pay the house bills and every other bill sorted to that. I was very lucky I was young or I'd be working too right beside him. Though I thank him for everything he does, appreciate the needs and food in the house.

But one thing I never did appreciate was the women that intruded the house and he'd use them for blow-jobs and sexual submissive rag-dolls.

That could be me, not them personally. I could suck you dry if I wanted but I was just as bad. I used woman for sex and toss them like rag-dolls too. Not men, they took the dominance from my lusting satisfaction and sexual capabilities.

Every time I wanted Tobirama to ask me a favor of his problems so I could fuck the shit out of his virgin tight hole and obliterate his ass and rip his limbs one by one. Cannibalistically speaking, the phrases and pryers sauntered my thoughts each time his daring red pupils dared lay eyes on me.

I remembered one time when I seen him in the bathroom pulling his junk down to piss. But I came in and he immediately pulled his pants up. He was afraid of being alone with me apparently. Everyone talked about me a lot in school and what I'm actually capable of doing. He ran past me so fast, it was hardly unrealistic to verify the unbelievable action.

I ran into my second hour since I did have a class with him. Sexual education, health class to be precise. Of course, I loved heading to sex class so much. I'm the most talkative and the person who does the demonstrations to every example in the book and lessons.

We were learning how to place a lubricated condom on a simple, yellow, and delicious banana. My partner was the albino boy. I called his name out so quickly, it was ridiculous. Everyone awed because they wanted to be fruity or whatever with him, but I wanted my turn with him instead of other crazy simpletons.

My lips were licked dry every time he popped the condom onto the head of the fruit. I was wet and soaked in climax in my pants again. I just wanted to ejaculate my prostate right in front of his eyes, jerk my pleasing needs and cum all over his hands. He was beautifully delicious, the most hottest guy I knew in the school.

"And this is how you do it, Uchiha." He mocked my clan's reputation and pride dwellings. It offended me somewhat but I shrugged it off and nodded. "Oh, I know how to do it." Crossing my legs and rubbed my thighs all across my erection. Turned on by his voice, his position, the three red lines placed on his face, his white paled pigmentation, and finally the dazzling white spiky hair.

Tobirama looked up at me with a eyebrow raised but he shrugged it off too. "I bet you do," mumbling underneath his breath, but I didn't catch it unfortunately.

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Thirty minutes went by, raising my hand quietly and asked to use the restroom. My sensei nodded, throwing me the restroom pass. I stormed immediately out and raced for the bathroom.

Dashing into one of the stalls to pulling my pants and boxers down releasing another load of seeds into the toilet. "Ahh..~" erotically moaning, as my fingers rolled down the base of my staff, concentratedly pumping my erection quickly to release another cum load. Then I looked down at my soaked boxers, wanting to call my brother to pick me up or give me an extra pair of boxers and trousers.

I thought about it for a moment, nodding a negative. I knew certainly damn well that he would whoop the shit out of my subconscious which I'd obviously beg for more. Once sex came along to mind. I was completely insatiable, it was absolutely hard to control me.

Rubbishy, my fingertips scrolled its way down the head, rolling all around it. Placing the back of my body against the stall, exasperating for air, it was so much. I barked another moan. Un-concentratedly, I never focused to the intrusion that slipped into the bathroom, hearing the gasps coming from my stall.

Unbearably my head arched back, letting out another gasp. "N-ngh..~" faintly my face was flushed, constraining myself to stop it, unable to restrain my hands from letting out my seeds that slipped down my fingers, eventually falling in front of me towards the ground.

My free clenched hand grasped a hold of the bathroom railing, toes curling in my sandals through my socks, whimpering for more unsatisfied attention. 'One more, then I'll head out.' Before gritting my teeth. There was a knock, interrupting my satisfaction of needs that should be attended to as soon as possible.

Lowly I grunted in the response. "What?" Trapping my manhood with my hand, squeezing the base of it and messed around with my soften testicles that weren't getting much of my fingers attention.

My tongue crawled over my dried, weeping, and exhaustion of tiring lips. I never did look back to the shadowing hovering over my stall. I think they even responded but I couldn't hear.

"Mr. Itami is looking for you." The male's voice sounded like paradise towards my throbbing erection, soothing its needs personally, lacking more interest of my hands squeezing it.

I nodded, wondering if they'll leave so I could blow off my orgasm quickly. I heard the door shut behind them, roughly the pressure of my palms squeezing the life of my erection let aloud a sharp orgasm afterwards. Seedlings ings dripped from my hands, to the toilet seat, running down my thighs.

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Taking my sweet time to class again, the arousing thoughts immediately dispersed from the mind, fitting my sweaty and sticky fingers into my pockets. Swarming myself into the classroom, giving the sensei the bathroom pass again, placing it neatly in the right of the desk. Eyes invaded my space, socially, but quietly. Shrugged, and swiftly made my approach to the seat next to the albino again.

His eyes wondered my well-being personally, his fingers tapping, trickling over the desk's surfaces. I wanted to tap on his shoulders in the directions that were spoken earlier of my absence, but my hands were dry, sticky, elastically unconditioned for the Senju. Although I cleaned my hands properly in the restroom, I knew for sure skeet was still splattered across my fingertips and down below.

So I just whispered, mumbling truthfully. "What page are we on?" My eyes grazed all across his view, seeing that his red hues narrowed my way in a quick motion. "Page sixty-three, section four on chapter seven. Sexual transmitted diseases." He muttered, scanning his books quietly, uneasy with my aura of body motioning.

I flipped the pages in the book, reading all throughout the class until it ended peacefully.

[xXx]

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