Hito and Yume

Chapter 2 - `Hihi and Yuyu.`

"Mmm... Hito don't stop..." Yume whispers into his ear.

"Don't let me stop..." Hito breathes back, lifting his hands off of Yume only to slide them underneath the front of Yume's shirt, holding the boy against him with a hand on each nipple.

Yume pushes down against Hito, showing he wants more. The mattress of the bed their on bounces them causing the pair to groan in sync as the form of Hito's solid shaft, underneath his undies, pushes against Yume's lower cheeks before their motion ceases and Hito continues to caress and feel Yume's body...

`Aww... I was enjoying myself there` Hito thinks to himself, realising he was dreaming after nearly falling out of his bed. Despite it being a dream, it was one of those rare dreams were it feels almost as real as Reality. One you never want to leave because of what happens, how it makes you feel, what it leaves you with.

`That... it was amazing... damn... I could've done so much more with him.` For Hito, the dream should've ended far later, it felt too good to end so soon. Getting under Yume's shirt wasn't all he wanted to do, there was more he could've done had it lasted longer.

Hito then realises exactly what he did yesterday. Aside to meeting Yume, the most attractive boy he's ever seen, after he came home Hito just went to sleep. At around 4pm. And slept through the next 15 hours. Tiredness? Couldn't have been, he was barely tired. His thoughts were certainly kicking faster than they ever have.

Several thoughts later, or maybe thousands of thoughts for all he'll ever know, his mother calls up. "Hito, come on. School!" She shouts.

"Ugh... stupid early mornings" he whispers to himself, before shouting down "OK give me a few minutes."

`Shit...` he thinks, realising he's still in yesterdays cloths and his school uniform. There's no real way to explain it, because he can't really tell his mother he fell asleep in it thinking of a crush he's had since yesterday on another boy, let alone an extremely attractive angel such as Yume.

Then the realisation of hunger hit him. He hadn't ate since yesterday. Stomach rumbling was an understatement for the 12 year old boy, if he didn't eat he'd surely fall asleep later in the day.

A few short minutes later Hito finds his way down stairs into the kitchen, attempting (and failing) at avoiding his mother. She walks past the door before turning back and looking at Hito, with the default `I'm cross` look that mothers have when they're cross.

"Did you sleep in your uniform young man?" She sternly asks.

"Yes. I didn't mean to. I was just tired." Hito quietly says, trying to sound honest but not looking the part. He looks down to avoid her eyes, hoping she'll just let him off with a warning. Usually one of the more obvious signs of lying too.

"Don't let it happen again." She knew he was lying, but there's really not enough time to chew him out about it. It can be saved for a later date, maybe.

"I won't. Sorry mom."

With that little situation out of the way, what's for breakfast? Into the cereal cupboard and you'll find three different cereals, strange for only two people. Good old fashioned porridge, if you can count that. Biteabricks, which aren't actual bricks but do look the part in miniature, and Manton's Marvellous Minichocs. Given the deprivation and lack of energy, it's worth taking the obvious guess at what Hito decides is worth eating.

By 8:30am it's time to start walking into school. It's only a 5 minute walk, but Hito has some things in mind. No more confident than he was last time, and definitely a bit more nervous. Figuring Yume will probably already be there he decides not to try starting any conversations.

The walk is peaceful, even by Hito's standards. Quiet with little traffic on this way into school. Sunny, with far less clouds than the prior day and almost certainly feeling warmer. Flower gardens owned by the neighbours shine out against the dull brick red terraced houses and grey ground all around.

For Hito, it's not a long walk. Short even. It flew by, but it calmed his nerves a lot too. Before he knew it he was at the door of his classroom. For some reason, just standing. A few minutes pass before he realises he's just standing there and walks in, immediately greeted by the once again idle chatter of the room.

He scans the faces around him quickly, trying to identify Yume, before seeing him already sat at his desk. `OK. Lets see how today goes` he tells himself. Walking to his seat, he hears Yume only just over the classroom chatter.

"Hey Hito!" Yu calls out.

"Hey to you too." Hito says, avoiding eye contact.

"Sup?" People still say that? Well I'll be damned, but then again I myself (as the author) am not a very integrated member of society.

"You mean being tired isn't obvious?" Hito jokes. He wasn't really as tired as he implied, but wanted to keep some distance for now.

"Not at all." Yume says in partial sarcasm.

"Ahh, well you see waking up at 7am isn't all too amazing, despite what it's piped up to be." Implying that waking at 7am is quite a job, as opposed to other times.

"Hey, try 6." Yume says, with distinct emphasis on the hour of the day, as if intending to show off how early he has to wake by comparison.

"Since when did you get up that early?" Hito didn't actually know Yume before yesterday, so he has very limited knowledge on who Yume actually is, where he lives, and what he does with his spare time for that matter. Different story back in Kauna, where he knew his friends far more. He expected Yume to be quite local.

"Since yesterday, duh. You know? I live quite far out dude." He gestures this by outstretching both hands, indicating quite a way visibly.

"Never knew that." Hito replies, taking note of the `quite far out` part and his visual representation. "Where exactly is `quite far out`?"

"Well, you see you're here," Yume outstretches his arms again, not quite as much this time, and uses this thumb on his right hand to indicate roughly where he expects Hito to be. "And I'm here," he says, before using the thumb on his other hand to represent the rough distance between school and his own home.

"Far by your way of showing. What town?" Hito asks, curious to know what sort of town sits that far out as to force Yume to wake up at 6.

"Iffleton. Takes an hour and a half to get in." Yume replies quite factually, as if to show off the name.

"Don't know it, but that's a long time to get in." Hito replies, being late to the realisation that Iffleton must be around 20-40 miles out since the travel time is so long. He determines that sleepovers are quite a doubtful thing now. If Yume were living local it would be fine, but that far away? Not really ideal for his `plans`.

"Figures. And yeah, I have to get used to it."

"So... are we friends?" Hito asks, unsure whether Yume actually wanted to be friends.

"Thought we were already?" Yume says, seemingly slightly confused. He thought his `I don't see why not` from yesterday called the decision already.

"Yeah... Sorry... Just wanted to make sure." Hito goes, in a way true to the sentence but also because he wants to make sure the friendship is `solid` before anything else.

"Dude don't apologise," said by Yume as if to imply that there was no need to apologise. A few moments later he continues, "I know how being alone feels."

"You do?" The thought that Yume was once alone surprised Hito, he's far more open and confident than he ever would be.

"Alright children" Mrs. Partina calls through an open door.

"Time to quieten down I think. I'll tell you another time." Yume whispers, hinting that future conversations will happen about the subject.

"Agreed, I'll hold you to your word though." Whispers Hito back to Yume, fully intending to.

And lets not go into the boring details of what a standard grade 7 science lesson looks like. Summarising everything, nothing particularly interesting happened and again most of the whole session was in silence.

By the end of it, pretty much everyone had written down a page and a half worth of notes (unlike the rest of the city, this place works more efficiently) and a worn out brain by the 10am break.

"Dismissed!" followed by scuffling for outside air.

"Jesus dude that was tiring. I've never had a session like that." Yume exhaustedly says to Hito. "Thought that'd never end! So boring!" He fakes an obvious yawn to Hito.

"You think that's boring? You never knew what it was like in Kauna!" Hito says back, more as if it's a competition of most boring school.

The pair start walking towards a tree sat on the upper bank just before the fence which stops them escaping during the day, continuing the conversation along the way.

"Oh come on, you think I've never been places?" Yume loudly says. Yume probably has but Hito's never seen him around in Kauna.

"I barely know you..." Hito begins, before being cut off.

"Then lets get to know each other!" Yume jumps (not literally). For Hito it's an interesting prospect, getting to know his crush, so he jumps at the opportunity.

"You're starting." Hito states, although it was more of a demand than a statement. Hito didn't want to start by talking about himself

"Sure thing." Confirming the demand like statement.

The pair arrive at the tree and spend a short minute sitting themselves down and getting comfy for the foreseeable 40 minutes of break they have left. During which, Hito takes a few glances over at Yume. Knowing that he has a crush on Yume, memorising almost every detail of his appearance became one of his priorities. Not enough to override normal life but enough to alter how he sits by this tree.

"OK then" Yume says, clearly thinking. Since they're now in conversation, Hito looks at Yume, paying attention to what he's saying and observing Yume in general. "So I'm Yume Kuerina. I'm 11, and I'll be 12 in two weeks. Your turn."

"That's it?" Hito says, expecting slightly more.

"Nope, but we're taking turns." As if defining the rules of a turn based game. I guess this is a game, `know your friend` could be its name?.

"Damn" Hito says, slightly disappointed that he has to talk about himself and that Yume didn't say more. "I'm Hitoyu Meita. 12, as of 8 days ago."

"That's it?" Yume jokingly says, hoping Hito'll get the joke. They both give out something that's intended to resemble a laugh but isn't quite there yet, a small giggle is a more suitable word to use. Inside Hito's mind he's smiling, although not the same story on his actual mouth.

"I guess." Hito says in return, saying only the same amount of information that Yume said. "Your turn." Handing over an invisible torch

"K." Yume acknowledges, taking this imaginary torch. "I live in Iffleton, a small farming village that means I have to take an hour and half bus ride in. I live with my brother, who's 24, my father, and my mother, who's pretty much old enough to be my fathers mother."

They both laugh for a second at that, before Hito continues.

"I live at Naitan House, down in Pine Grove of Iithana. Not more than ten minutes away by foot if you're slow, hehe. It's just my mother and me, my father just... left us one day... with no explanation. It's been us on our own since..." Hito looks down a bit, seemingly lost in a memory. He fights back unexpected tears by the turn of the conversation, although a few seem to escape and fall down his face leaving a trail behind them for others to follow suit.

"Shit dude..." Yume says softly, taken aback by the sudden change of emotional state in Hito "Sorry. Didn't mean to bring up any bad memories and stuff."

"It's OK." Hito replies, equally as soft. It's visible that he's holding back a lot more than just a few tears. "You didn't know."

"When did he leave?" Yume asks, hoping he can help by talking about it.

"I was 6. I don't know what happened," Hito says, "and mom won't ever talk about it. When I try, she just blocks the subject out. One day he came home alone from a night out with her, packed a suitcase and just as she came home he walked out. There was shouting and then he was gone. I didn't hear what she said."

"Must've been hard on you..." Thinking of how he's never had parents leave him.

"It was." Hito confesses, with a disregard to who's around. "He meant a lot... but now he means nothing. Don't want him back anymore."

"Why?" Yume takes an unannounced cue to move a bit closer to Hito.

"He left." Hito says, "He clearly doesn't want us. I figured I can just forget him better if I think of it that way."

"Suppose so." Yume has no real choice besides to agree. If a parent just leaves their child, do they want that child? No one will know otherwise unless they say, and from this conversation Hito's father never came back. "Why does it still upset you?"

"Doesn't stop me from missing him."

"Oh... Uhh... Well... It's my turn again." Yume starts to try change the subject.

"Yeah. It is. Just give me a minute."

"K." Yume replies, softly too.

The pair fall silent for around 10-20 seconds. Hito wipes his eyes a few times and Yume shifts slightly closer again to Hito. They're not quite touching yet but it wouldn't take much before they are. Hito knows Yume's moved closer, and while he wants to move closer too he thinks that doing anything would silently tell Yume something he doesn't want him knowing yet. It'd be comforting to have Yume holding him, but it's too early.

"OK," Hito breaks the silence, "you can carry on now."

"K. I'll keep relatives out for now k dude?" Yume states more factually than intended.

"That'd be good thanks." Hito replies quietly, not wanting to say a lot.

"So... Well, I had a girlfriend once." Yume says.

"I've never had any." Hito replies, rather more truthfully than he'd prefer, but he also knows that he's more than likely gay too. The unexpected topic Yume decided to switch to made Hito think about being more than a friend with Yume, and to the dream he had this morning.

"What?!" Yume exclaims. Hito smiles, both at the exclamation and the memory of his own dream earlier. A good sign that the earlier topic has gone out of his thoughts.

"Yeah," He begins, "I don't think I'm that much of a good looking guy..."

"You? Not good looking?" Yume interrupts. "You're joking right?" He further adds, hoping Hito's joking silently.

"You sure you mean that? I mean look at me." Hito gestures to himself. "Still sure you mean it?"

"Hell yeah I am. Who wouldn't want you? You're something of a stunner and I'm surprised girls haven't tried to take you!" For Yume this was more an open ended statement. He wasn't sure entirely what he was saying but to Hito it definitely shows that Yume at least thinks he's good looking. A compliment Hito rarely ever gets.

Hito goes red again, this time a bit more and again only noticed by each other. `Does he like me?` he thinks to himself, alongside background thoughts about how beautiful Yume looks. The edging closer from earlier comes into mind, prodding a thought forward which is suggestive that Yume does like Hito, although taking chances on that isn't worth the time and Hito doesn't react on it.

"Er... thanks... I guess..." he quietly replies, unsure on what better to say. "You're good looking too." He says, trying to sound normal.

"Is that just because I complimented you? See, I'm a kinda straight-up guy. If I want to say something I usually will."

"Kinda I guess." Hito replies. While it was partially because of the complement, Hito does actually mean it. "And you're really confident."

"I was pretty quiet before you know dude." Yume factually throws.

"Serious?" Surprised by the idea Yume was quiet.

"Yep. I was the quietest one once before."

"No way were you!" Hito loudly says, still surprised Yume could've been quiet once before. "You've been talking almost endlessly when we're not learning anything in class."

"Yeah, but I wasn't always this way."

"So what made you this way?"

"Stood up against a bully for a kid about 4 years back." Yume says, proud of it. "Everyone liked me since, even the bullies sort of. They appreciated my boldness, even if I never talked."

"Wish I was that way." Hito replies, in a slight day dream of what being as confident as Yume could be like.

"Eh it's not good most the time." Comes back as a reply from Yume. "I get in trouble a lot for it."

"Still," Hito begins, "I'd actually have friends."

"Don't I count?" Expecting that he does count as a friend.

"Friends, plural. You're a friend, but you're not two people. Are you?"

"I can be." Yume says, jokingly.

They laugh again but for a bit longer.

"Who's turn is it?" Hito asks, forgetting who went last.

"No idea." Is the response from Yume. "BUT..."

"But..."

"I don't know."

Laughter follows again, although this time not as much nor for as long.

"OK ok." Yume says. "It's your turn I think, since I said about the confidence thing."

"Ah. OK. Umm... so I've never had any girlfriends or crushes on anyone."

"Yeah, that's pretty much where we left off."

"So... uhh... I moved here three weeks ago?"

"Very new here then." Yume says, "Kinda like me."

"Yeah I guess." He admits. He didn't think Yume was new here.

"I didn't move," Yume starts, "but I changed schools. The old one was shut down."

"Damn." Hito says, both disappointed and pleased at the same time. "None of your friends came?"

"No," Yume says, looking slightly down. "They all live closer to another school."

"So I'm your only friend here too?" Hito asks, curiously.

"Pretty much." Yume replies, again in a factual tone.

"One of them should've come with you." Hito says, disappointed further in Yume's old friends. Who could `abandon`, for lack of a better word, such an attractive boy like Yume? "Why don't you have more friends here yet?"

"Ey. I tend to wait for people to come to me Hito," Yume admits, "I talk when talked to and hope for the best. When I get friends, those friends get me more friends usually."

"Well, I have none here besides you Yu so..." Hito says, enjoying the rhyme.

"Figured that much. That kinda rhymes too." Yume says, noticing the rhyme too.

"What does?" As if he doesn't know.

"You Yu." Yume repeats.

"So that'll be your nickname right?" Hito jokes

Smiles and some short laughs later and Yume says "Yeah sure, why not? Yuyu it is." Apparently taking it as an actual statement.

"So what am I?" Hito inquires, accepting that the joke just became an actual thing.

"Would Hihi work?" Yume says, noting their name similarities.

"Guess so."

"Hihi and Yuyu." Yume says, trying out the different ways of saying it.

"Find another thing to talk about?" Hito requests.

"Sure." Yume says, before trailing onto another topic unrelated to all their prior ones.

Their discussions go on for the remainder of the break, and through the next break too, batting through topics of random interest and sometimes actually talking about work. Before their day ends the mandatory attendance of a 15 minute registration period offers them the chance to talk one last time before heading home for the day.

"So Hito." Yume starts. "How am I supposed to talk to you outside of this prison?" Gesturing to everything.

"I don't know." He admits. "I have no mobile yet, there's a computer but it doesn't have internet."

"Not even an old phone that your mom forgot about?"

"Maybe." He replies, thinking back to an old phone he seen his mother using some years ago. "It'll be long dead if it still even exists. I'll search if you'd like Yuyu."

"That'd be great dude. Here, lemme write you my number." And with that Yume tears a small piece of paper and writes on it his mobile number before giving it to Hito.

"Thanks Yuyu." Hito says before folding the paper and putting it into his pocket.

"I so have to get used to that, Hihi." Yume responds, putting the `Hihi` in emphasis.

"Me too."

"So if you find it text me later?" Yume asks in a request like fashion.

"Sure, if I remember how those old things work." Hito's not quite sure how any phone works, but flip phones of Kauna are easier than some of the newer ones apparently.

"You'll get used to it. Make sure to write out your MI number when you find it."

"I'll try, can't say I will."

Ring ring! Ending bell. "Alright class." Mrs. Partina begins sending them off. "Or children if you'd prefer. Be back tomorrow. Be well. Be safe. Goodbye for today!"

Almost everyone files out of the class and out to the car park, heading their own separate ways. Those left inside the classroom include Mrs. Partina, Hito, Yume, and a few others.

"Still got that number Hihi?" Yume asks, checking to make sure he hasn't lost it already.

Hito checks his pocket before giving a nod.

"Good, don't lose it."

"Man I won't lose this." Hito states. "How could I?"

"Good point sir" Yume says putting on his best Kaunan accent (imagine stereotypical fancy British).

"Haha, nice one! See ya tomorrow."

"You too!"

They both wave and exit the room, walking in separate directions. Hito to his house, and Yume presumably to wherever his bus departs from. Hito didn't want to leave him. The day he's just had told him a lot about his new friend. It taught him something about himself too. He definitely likes Yume.

During Hito's walk home he realised how much he already wanted Yume back to talk to. Besides the powerful physical attraction he's already fighting to keep hidden Hito likes how Yume talks and acts too. A bit on the overconfident and cocky side but to Hito that's fine. Hito's never really opened up to anyone before and it'd be nice if Yume would let him open up more, given what he's already told Yume today. Since they already seem to be putting a lot of trust into each other, it wouldn't be a far away move on either side.

Arriving home, the usual chat of how the day went commenced, with similar results to yesterday except food came in between the questions and walking upstairs.

"So I made a friend." Says Hito, breaking a small silence during the time they ate.

"Ohh. Who is it?" His mother says inquisitively.

"Just a boy who sits by me." He replies, not wanting to share anymore details.

"Is he nice?" She further questions her son about the boy he's made a friend out of.

"I guess?" Unsure of what else to say.

"As long as he's nice to you it's fine by me. Where does he live?"

"Not sure exactly. He says Iffleton."

"Quite far out that is Hito." His mother states, confirming already thought suspicions about a distance and Yume's earlier more visual representation of the distance.

"Yeah. He has to take a bus in and out, hour an' half each way."

"Thought he would."

The conversation doesn't dip into whether Hito likes his new friend more than a friend, which he's both thankful and disappointed at. While it'd be nice having someone to talk about these feelings with, he wouldn't want his mother being that person.

After food finishes Hito finds his way up to his room, and this time instead of just `flopping` on his bed decides to change into something else first. Looking through his cloths box he picks out something relatively in-fashion, even if he's never going to go out in it, and heads into the bathroom.

Once in there, closes and locks the door behind him. He begins to do a thing he started doing about three and a half years back when he started getting erections. Mistaking them for something else he hid out in the bathroom, until he figured what it was a month later and started experimenting. He found the experimentation pleasuring and found a method which worked quite well. By placing a hand on his shaft and moving it rapidly in an up-down motion he experienced wave after wave of pleasure, soon followed by an orgasm. A pattern he's practised over the past few years to near perfection. He can edge himself and hold it there for as long as he wants, giving indescribable waves of pleasure over and over until he's had enough and tips the balance to complete the experience.

His first orgasm happened just over three years ago, while he was still 9 and only a few months after he figured how to make himself feel good with his hands and rod. Dry, of course, and in the privacy of his old bedroom which had a lock on the door. His mother was out for a few hours so he stripped off and started massaging his dick like he did at the time. Soon he felt himself turn rigid and felt like he needed to pee a lot. The orgasm completely filled him with pleasure, his dick almost burning with it, forcing his body to convulse repeatedly. In his hands he felt his penis spasm, one after another quickly as if a reloadable gun, but noted nothing seemed to come out (although from this orgasm he couldn't be sure). From the intense orgasm he was having and the pleasure waves it was bringing over him, he moaned loud enough to be heard downstairs (fortunate no one was home). Coming down from that first orgasm he checked to make sure he hadn't peed, before re-clothing himself. It's been a habit of his since, to keep doing that until he has a dry orgasm every two or three days.

Eventually, through sex education in school and general chatter overheard from other kids, he figured the various names used for his penis (dick, cock, rod, shaft, pecker, power stick), masturbation (wanking, getting off, jerking, beating it/beating one off, and so on (for his gender anyway)) and the all powerful orgasm he's been experiencing, which seems to have few names besides that. Soon after he turned 10 he thought that if women liked dicks in their vagina he could put his fingers up his arse because they're kinda the same, and so he tried it ending up with the most intense orgasm a horny 10 year old boy can experience, after a few tries of course. He learned what sexual intercourse was through eavesdropping on conversations between other kids, and that most people usually called it either fucking or banging. Finger fucking and wanking was what keeps his sexual desires in check, but it doesn't stop him thinking of the other boys sexually. For his age he's quite a sexually active kid, even if no one else knows it.

Sometimes he imagined having sex with other boys, holding his dick with both hands to try simulate what another boys hole would be like (and if you've ever tried, you'll know it doesn't feel right). While he still experienced orgasms he found it never did feel right, and that the hole of another boy would be far hotter than his hands ever could. There's no alternatives to an actual boy to fuck, and despite his rather sexually active self he's not yet fucked another boy.

Back to the present day. Hito places the clothes he will be using for the rest of this fine evening atop a small counter about waist height. The bathroom is quite spacious for a bathroom, with enough floor room to fit a single bed. Full body mirror installed in the back of the bathroom door, and a blurred window quite high up opposite the door so no-one can peek in (without a ladder anyway). Toilet and sink fitted side by side near the counter, and a bathtub opposite. A DIY Kante (Kaunan equivalent think of Ikea (Kauna is the name of the planet as well as the city Hito comes from)).

Hito starts to turn himself on by using a method he taught himself after overhearing from others. He starts feeling himself up, touching his chest by placing a hand under his shirt and dragging it softly over his smooth skin so as to tickle it as if with a feather. He uses it to massage his nipples before using both hands to slide his shirt off and throw it aside while he resumes feeling himself up with his spare hand, thinking of other boys he's had sexual thoughts of before. His erection slowly grows, and being still trapped in his undies has no choice but to go outwards if it can't go upwards, creating a small tent on our wonder boy.

Next he decides to start on his trousers, hiding an erect penis beneath themselves and a pair of white undies. He places a hand on his crotch, and squeezes the trousers selectively around the tented area underneath. "Ahh..." he quietly sighs, while squeezing his dick through his trousers multiple more times. He finally moves onto undoing the button and zip on his school trousers, letting them fall to the ground revealing smooth hairless legs and his white undies, in no way attempting to hide the small tent of his erect penis underneath a simple layer of fabric.

He steps out of his trousers and slides them aside before moving himself to the full body mirror and analysing each inch of his hairless boy form, observing gentle curves and the tent underneath his undies waiting so eagerly to be released from its prison. He can feel its form pressing against their white capturer, pushing against the elastic ring holding them up. He looks at it for a moment, before sliding his hand over it and feeling where the undies lift from his skin before they come to turn around at the tip of his dick and fall back to his body

`I'm OK I guess but good looking? Don't think so` he thinks to himself. `Now... Yume on the other hand... Ahh...` before he visualises the dream he had again. Yume lying on him, letting Hito feel him, touch him, be with him. Thinking of a beauty such as Yume turns him on more, as does imagining Yume stripping down and playing with him in ways he doubts Yume ever would, both with tents as their erect penises protrude outwards from their bodies.

He carefully begins to slip his finger between the elastic at the right hand side, slides the hand to the front, and gently prods the tip of his erect dick underneath the tent hiding it, before grabbing it with two fingers and gently squeezing it a few times. Taking his hand off his dick, he places both hands on either side of his body and slips a finger under his undies before slowly sliding them down, admiring how the elastic and upper half of the ex tent captures his dick and forces it to point more outwards from his body as the undies slowly move downwards.

Eventually his dick had enough of being restrained and flicks up, escaping the elastic around his undies and slapping his stomach on the upstroke. Hito likes the noise it made, the sound of his dick slapping against himself. He likes how it makes him feel too, feeling the warmth of his dick against himself. He pulls his head back, and then his back, to make his dick almost vertical, before jacking it a few times in his left hand and resuming original position.

Once his dick was free of its prior prison he pushes the undies down just enough to let them fall to his feet before he steps out of them. The boy stands bare naked for what isn't even the 100th time, as he looks into the mirror focusing on how his erect 12 year old 3-inch pleasure organ aims itself, and how his balls and groin were devoid of any pubic hair. He turns to see himself from a sideways view, watching how his shape changes at the back where his rear padding sits, following the curve from spine to legs, and at the front where it's quite a straight line until you reach his dick. He observes the curve of his back along to his butt and how it gently it curves outwards and then back in at his arse cheeks towards his legs. Hito imagined being able to see his little boy hole between his arse cheeks, and seeing his fingers going in and out of it, or what it'd look like if another boy were penetrating him with their stick.

Hito places his hand gently on his left arse cheek, feeling the smoothness of a hairless arse before moving it down a bit, and then into the dark abyss where his hole lives. He pushes and feels against the space between the two arse cheeks until he finds the opening, and begins rubbing it using index and middle finger along the closed hole, revelling silently in the joyous feelings of intense pleasure it gives him and how his rim muscles try to hold his hole shut while he rubs it.

A short minute later he removes his hand from his anus and lies down on the floor prior to spreading his legs open and placing his hand on his hole again. He lifts his head enough to see his hands over his hole, with instant satisfaction at what he sees. He smiles at the sight of a hand over his hole. He pushes his index finger in, forcing the anal rim to open enough for his middle finger which immediately follows suit. Hito starts to breath heavier as he begins pushing his fingers deeper into himself, waiting for the moment where he knows they're in deep enough to begin the hand fucking motion.

"Auhh..." he goes, repeatedly, as his fingers slip in further with each small push, pushing until they're in deep enough. He decides they're in enough after a few seconds and starts an in-out pushing pulling motion with his fingers, slowly at first but edging up the pace and force in each push. He's taken over by his own sexual adventure as he uses his fingers to fuck himself, pushing in and pulling out just to the edge before pushing back in, with his hand never leaving the tight space of his hole.

By another few minutes later, deciding he's had enough of the pleasure of finger fucking his boy hole with no other stimulation he takes his other hand and massages his balls, feeling his erect tube passing underneath them, while he keeps fucking himself with his fingers deep in his own arse. In-out-in-out his fingers go as he reaches as deep as he can into himself, trying to find that one spot which supposedly makes one orgasm almost instantly, feeling all around as he goes in and tickling his anal interior on the outward pulls.

After a short while, he grabs his still erect dick in the hand that was massaging his balls, and removes the fingers from his arse but keeps them resting on the hole. His dick twitches at first contact but immediately calms down a second later. He feels the hard rod he owns in his hands, pulsing very slightly as blood flows through it, keeping it hard for him to play with.

Hito allows himself a small relax for a minute or two before pulling his hand up and then sliding it back down his thin 3-inch shaft. Wave upon wave of pleasure rides down his dick with each slide down, as the lips of his penis move to expose his second head. With his hand above his hole he starts rubbing again, causing an audible sigh of pleasure prior to pushing his fingers back in and continuing the process of fucking himself with his one hand while pleasing his shaft with the other.

"Auhh..." he grunts again, slightly louder, visualising Yume in front of him naked. The fantasies he has varies, from just standing there naked to joint masturbation and sexual exploration and then to fucking his crush before tasting each others dicks, sucking each other to the point of orgasm and then, once they harden, fucking each other with their fingers while sucking each other off to heighten the experience.

The fantasies Hito's having heighten his own experience, with his orgasm now approaching in mere moments at this rate while he imagines Yume and himself playing sexually with each other in ways he can't do alone. Fastening his pace, and now pleasurably moaning louder (but not quite loud enough to hear from outside).

"Ah... fuck... Uh... UH... UHH!" He moans and grunts repeatedly as his dick begins to spasm in his hand while wave after wave of pleasure washes over each fibre of his being, from head to toe. He feels the orgasm run through him, having its way with every part of him and creating nothing but one of the best feelings Hito's had wherever it finds itself. He releases his hand from his dick when the more intense parts of the orgasm parades through him, causing twitching of toe muscles while his rod jumps repeatedly before cooling down.

From his memory of prior orgasms over the years, this one goes as an `average`. The strongest one he's had so far had resulted in quite loud moaning inside his old house while his mother was out working. He was off school, for one reason or another, and she wasn't in the house so Hito decided to strip naked play with himself in the lounge (closing the curtains obviously, wouldn't want prying eyes on a masturbating boy). He played with himself for nearly an hour, edging himself to near release before cooling down for a few seconds and continuing with the process. Once he hit went over he had the fun part of experiencing the strongest orgasm of his life. He stayed naked for some time. His dick didn't go down after the initial orgasm so he tried playing himself in more creative ways, putting things slightly larger than his fingers in his hole before attempting to experience a more realistic sexual release by using something with a hole in it as something to put his dick in. This didn't go far, so he finished the job up in his bedroom where his adventures won't be interrupted. He retrieved his clothes a short while later, and when his mother came home redressed himself.

Coming down from the present day climax his accelerated breathing gradually slows as he stays laid down, legs apart with his little hole showing itself below his balls. He lifts his head from the floor to look into the mirror, showing a view of his hole and balls straight back to him. He smiles, being able to see his little closed boy hole for the first time in a mirror without his hands in the way, still without hair along with his balls and penis.

He lays his head back down after a good look at his hole and balls and continues a small relax to let his breathing and heart rate resume to normal. Shortly after such, he stands up, and walks across the room to his undies. Sliding them over with his foot, he places them in front of him and puts one foot on each of the holes before bending down and pulling them upwards. Before lifting the elastic above his arse and penis he uses one of his hands to penetrate his hole again before removing it and pulling his undies all the way up.

Heading to the sink to wash his hands he takes the bottle of hand wash with him. Once he's done cleaning his hands from their adventures in the hole, he dresses in the evening clothes he'd prepared and walks out 15 minutes after going in. Hito heads to his room to begin looking through boxes, to get some things set up, for any future possibilities of Yume coming over is the immediate thought. His sexual adventures are often the more pleasurable experiences of his days, especially since school ended. While he can't see other boys nearly nude in the changing rooms he certainly could imagine them naked and playing with themselves or himself. Yume was only a recent addition to a list of boys he's fantasised about, but the first one he's had a crush on.

By another hour later he's got a few things set up. His computer, with no internet access, and his XCR-55 (like an Xbox but better) gaming system, along with the contents of two other boxes sorted onto shelves attached to the wall. Like all kids, games tend to be quite a distraction and for Hito here the gaming system, once set up, was a distraction enough to ware him out after a few hours of game play. He slept shortly after 8pm.