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The late afternoon was beautiful, contrasting with Bachira's bad mood. He was currently under a bridge, crying silently next to a soccer ball. He was alone the whole time, had no friends, and the only person who supported him was his single mother.

"Depression hit, kid?" a girl with shoulder-length blue-black hair asked, leaning against Bachira's side. "Want some fun?" the girl asked, watching Bachira look up in surprise at the sight of him under a bridge.

"What are you doing here?" Bachira asked, looking her up and down. The girl wore Japanese school uniforms and a bag on her back. "Oh, I skipped school. I decided I could rest under this bridge since it's going to start raining soon," the girl said, shrugging.

"What class are you skipping?" Bachira asked curiously. "I'm running away from the principal's office. I ended up hitting the principal's son in the head with a soccer ball," she commented, laughing, sitting down next to a surprised Bachira. "You play soccer?!" Bachira asked, surprised and excited.

"I play, but the boys don't like playing with me that much," the girl commented calmly. But truth be told, the "girl" wasn't called to play because she was a terrible bitch, hard to follow, selfish, toxic, and completely unpredictable in her plays, with an irritating adaptability to everything, and an ideology the team didn't accept.

"But why won't they let you play?" Bachira asked curiously. It was clear from her outfit that the girl had plenty of good muscles, more than enough for a budding high school player. "Let's just say I'm too greedy for the team's ideology," the girl said, making air quotes around the word "greedy."

"Greedy? You seem pretty calm to me. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Bachira Meguru!" she said, smiling excitedly. "I'm Isagi Yoichi," she replied simply.

"Anyway, you didn't answer me. Do you want some fun?" Isagi asked again. "Yes! Where are we going?" Bachira responded with a question. It wasn't every day a girl asked him to have fun.

"Looking closely, you're kind of my type, so let's play at my house. I have lots of toys you might like to use," Isagi replied, a small blush on his cheeks.

A girl saying he was kind of his type? And still blushing? Bachira felt her heart pound, and her monster told her this was the monster she'd been looking for for years. She insisted on going with her.

"Come on, it'll rain soon, and getting wet in the rain is bad if it's not intentional." Isagi stood up and offered his hand, which Bachira accepted, getting up. "Come on, the sky's already overcast," Isagi commented, pulling a coat from his backpack and draping it over his shoulders.

"Yes, let's go, you lead the way!" She responded happily, watching Isagi grab her hand and start running quickly as it began to drizzle. The path was mostly peaceful, the excitement of running in the early rain gave them a small adrenaline rush to get there faster.

Bachira ran, blushing, holding Isagi's hand. What game was it? And what toys did Isagi mention?

"We're here," Isagi said, letting go of Bachira's hand and grabbing the key from her bag, then opening the door. The house was modest and simple, minimalist at best. "Don't mind the mess, I recently moved in alone," Isagi commented, taking off her shoes as she entered.

"Cool, are you self-employed? What do you do for a living?" Bachira asked, following suit, taking off his shoes upon entering. "Oh, I work with escorts," she replied cynically. "Come on, let's go to the bedroom." Isagi grabbed Bachira's hand and pulled him into his room, which was also minimalist.

A double bed, a desk with a computer, a large closet, and a trophy cabinet, some even streaming from a paid site he'd never used.

"You can lie down or sit on the bed, it doesn't matter," Isagi exclaimed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Excuse me," Bachira replied, sitting on the bed.

"Have you ever heard of escorts?" he asked, moving closer. "Oh, yes, but I've never tried them." Bachira replied shyly. "Want to try?" Isagi asked, inches from his face. "W-what? Are you saying you work with that kind of escort?!" Bachira asked, blushing and surprised.

"Yes, yes, judging by your answer and reaction, you must be a virgin. So let's do it like this. For a hundred reais as a base offer, I can take your virginity, and you can do whatever you want during sex. If you want to try new things, just ask. What do you think?" Isagi replied, cupping his chin.

"Only for a hundred? I thought you'd charge more," Bachira said, genuinely curious to try such a profane act. Well, it was the chance of a lifetime. He doubted he'd find anyone willing to do it with him for free.

"I'll charge more, but you're still a student, you probably don't have much money in your bank account," he replied sincerely. "Anyway, do you want to?" he finally asked.

"I do," Bachira replied.Determined, "Perfect," Isagi murmured, smiling. "Do you want it calm or intense?"

"Let's go calm, I don't know the experience yet..." Bachira turned away, embarrassed. Isagi smiled and gently laid Bachira on the bed. "Close your eyes," Isagi urged, climbing on top of Bachira and caressing his face, beginning to gently kiss his skin.

Bachira closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation of the kisses and Isagi's hand on his chest. "So cute, just feel it and open your eyes when I get down there," Isagi murmured, trailing kisses down Bachira's neck and gently sucking on his collarbone and trapezius.

"Good?" Isagi asked, watching Bachira nod. "My good boy," Isagi purred, sitting on Bachira's pelvis while removing his shirt and fingering the exposed skin. "So beautiful, how could you be sad about this beauty?" Isagi whispered in Bachira's ear, who shivered and smiled, caressing Isagi's cheek.

"What's your fetish?" Isagi asked as he slowly got down and unbuttoned Bachira's pants. Bachira opened his eyes, watching her blush. "Eyes..." Bachira murmured, watching Isagi smile, getting up from the bed.

"Let's do a little exercise. I'm going to use my toys on you, and you have to keep your eyes open as much as possible. There will be a vibrator too. Every time you close your eyes, I'll increase the intensity. It has its own intensity, but it's very gentle," Isagi commented, holding a box and leaving it next to the bed.

Bachira blushed and cringed, imagining what Isagi would do with it. Isagi picked up a small vibrator that looked like a pink pill. "Are you going to insert it?" Bachira asked uncertainly. "No, but you'll like it," Isagi assured.

Isagi turned the vibrator on low and pressed it against Bachira's underwear, where his cock was starting to harden inside. The vibration was faint and pleasant, combined with Isagi's kisses and hickeys, it was delicious.

"Okay?" Isagi asked, pressing the vibrator into the covered area. "O-okay," Bachira stammered. He wasn't used to dirty talk, even if it was indirect.

Isagi smiled and placed the vibrator inside Bachira's underwear. Bachira moaned, surprised by the direct contact of the vibration. "I-Isagi, that's... good." A small, satisfying moan escaped Bachira's mouth. He stared at Isagi, his eyes beginning to cloud.

Bachira grabbed Isagi's waist, gently removing his clothes. His muscular body was strangely beautiful, firm and incredibly soft in certain areas. "My good boy is in such a hurry for his first time," Isagi purred as he helped Bachira, removing his own clothes until they were both in their underwear.

"I'm going to edge. If you're too uncomfortable, I'll stop," Isagi said, sliding Bachira's underwear down his thighs and holding the vibrator against his hard penis, leaking small amounts of pre-cum. "What's edging?" Bachira asked nervously.

"Being stimulated without being able to orgasm." Isagi watched as Bachira blinked in surprise, his skin turning a beautiful pink. Isagi smiled, increasing the intensity of the vibrator against Bachira's penis, who moaned in surprise.

"B-but I didn't close my eyes," Bachira murmured, moaning softly. "Blinking is basically closing your eyes quickly," Isagi responded, rubbing the vibrator against the length of his penis while positioning himself between Bachira's legs and gently sucking on his testicles, scraping them with his teeth.

Bachira was surprised and startled, watching Isagi sucking him as if the musky smell and taste didn't bother him. Isagi rubbed the vibrator against his exposed glans, making Bachira tremble and moan. "I-it's weird, b-but it feels good," Bachira murmured, feeling the vibrations and Isagi's tongue circling his testicles while sucking on the slightly wrinkled skin there. Isagi stopped and lifted his head while moving his The vibrator reached his testicle, the vibrations providing a satisfying massage to the erogenous zone.

Isagi began sucking on the glade and licking the length of his penis, remembering not to take her eyes off him. His warm, comfortable, and wet mouth made Bachira relax with the sensations in his lower region. Bachira closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the sensations, only forgetting he couldn't close them.

Isagi continued sucking him while increasing the intensity, causing small jets of pre-cum to shoot into Isagi's mouth. Isagi swallowed, removed the penis from his mouth, and turned off the vibrator.

"Why did you stop?" Bachira asked, sitting up in bed. "I told you you can't come. I only stopped before orgasm." Isagi explained, lying down on the bed and removing his panties. His pink penis, dripping with pre-cum, stood out near his cervix, where theoretically a uterus would be if he were a woman.

"W-wait, are you a man?!" Bachira exclaimed without asking, the answer was right in front of him. "Yes, yes, but it's good that even without a condom, you don't have to worry about children, after all, we're not in a hood." Isagi smiled, pulling Bachira on top of him.

"You're already aroused, no problem.Isagi kissed him gently. "Just think that the dick is the clitoris, the balls are the breasts, and the asshole is the vaginal cavity. There's no need to be embarrassed to imagine it," Isagi said, caressing a blushing Bachira's cheek.

Isagi sat up, climbing onto Bachira's lap, and placing kisses on his neck. "It's not like you'll feel pain anyway, you'll just feel the wetness, the heat, how slippery it is, and how good it feels," he murmured, beginning to finger the length of their penises together in a steady, fast handjob.

"Even though you're a m-man, I don't think it's harmful to do t-this," Bachira said between broken moans. "Your mother would probably question it, so I'm going to be a woman and mark you like a woman would," Isagi said, rubbing their penises together and stroking his glans with his fingers lubricated with pre-cum.

"Isagi...I-I need to cum," he murmured, throwing his head back as he began to Holding Isagi's waist, "You can cum, since I'm going too," he murmured, blushing, starting to sweat.

They were both close to their peak at that moment. The orgasm came followed by gasps and small muscle spasms. Isagi's chest was covered in strands of semen. Bachira wasn't much different, with small strands on his abs.

"Second round with penetration, can you handle it?" Isagi murmured, starting to kiss him. "It depends...who's going to be the bottom?" He asked, hugging her waist tightly. "With my face, being active is kind of hard, depending on how versatile I am, just fuck me, boy," Isagi exclaimed, getting off his lap and grabbing a bottle of lube from the dresser next to the bed.

"Come on, you'll learn, even if it's just with a dick," he exclaimed, handing her the lube and lying down with his legs spread. "Apply lube to your fingers and penetrate slowly, as if trying to get something inside without breaking the structure," he instructed, watching Bachira follow his command to the letter.

"Yes, like this, move your fingers according to the elasticity you gain; the wetter they are, the easier," he commented, relaxing to give her more access. "Include a second finger and make a scissoring motion," he instructed, demonstrating the movement with two fingers raised.

Bachira followed the order cautiously. He was obviously nervous this was his first time, but what Isagi showed him was very good. Although he didn't moan, he seemed to enjoy it. Was that the reward of fucking a more experienced whore? It was a turn-off, but totally understandable. The first time is bad, and if the other party is experienced—like Isagi—it's basically sex education that only gives pleasure over time, if the top improves and doesn't stagnate with poor performance.

That must be why they charge money... depending on whether they charge more than expected.

Isagi was flushed and smiling slightly. He was satisfying himself as much as possible, which Bachira completely understood. "If you're too anxious, just stick it in and calm down before moving," Isagi advised, pulling him toward him briefly.

Bachira followed his advice and penetrated, the heat and moisture enveloping him like a blanket. It felt good. Isagi stroked his head, giving him a slow, comforting caress. "You can move," Isagi murmured, feeling Bachira begin to move back and forth in slow, rhythmic thrusts, testing the movement and sensation.

"That's it, you're doing great," he murmured, giving small, low moans and kisses along his neck. "You're filling me so much, so incredible for the first time." He whispered words that motivated Bachira, and most importantly, boosted his ego, giving him the courage to continue his movements.

Bachira followed his instincts without knowing what he was doing. His monster told him to go deeper, faster, harder, searching for the p-spot, which, by the way, Not paying attention in biology, he didn't know the correct name.

As he followed his instincts, he saw Isagi blush and sweat, starting to pant and moan softly. Spreading his legs, Isagi hugged him and slowly scratched his back with his considerably long, painted nails.

The burning hurt, but strangely, it didn't bother him. It was warm, a mark that was proof of what he was doing at that moment. Bachira began to suck on Isagi's neck with joy, licking and biting, marking the moment between their bodies.

Isagi scratched his back hard, while his body trembled a little. "Continue where you did before," he murmured, looking at him with his cloudy, trembling sapphire eyes. Combined with his flushed face, it was beautiful, exciting.

Bachira followed the order with a smile on her face. Isagi smiled and rolled his eyes, which were tearing up beautifully.

"Y-yeah! Y-you're learning! Uh-huh." Isagi moaned and scratched him as he wrapped his legs around Isagi's waist. Bachira, who seemed intent on continuing, Isagi's fingers twitched and he trembled, coming on his chest followed by a loud moan.

Bachira smiled, continuing the motion until he felt his orgasm hit him, his semen invading Isagi's wet insides. His hand gripped Isagi's shoulder and his head fell back on the pillow.

"You did too well for your first time. Do you watch porn to replicate your moves?" he asked, watching Bachira lie down next to him, hugging his waist. "No, I was just focusing on soccer..."

"Pure instinct... I understand, congratulations, send me the $100 Pix," he murmured, hugging him and falling asleep. Bachira froze, picking up his phone and observing a board with Isagi's $10 Pix QR code on the dresser next to the bed.

Fair enough... he had agreed, the best-spent $100 of his life.

Should he get Isagi's number for whenever he wanted again? It wouldn't be a problem if I had money saved, since it was better than expected the first time I didn't even know what to do without guidance

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The night was quite peaceful compared to his violent life. He had escaped from the orphanage in the middle of the night and found himself leaning against the wall of a dark alley with a hallucinogenic drug in his hand, a drug called ketamine, which produces a hallucinogenic effect in high doses. He obviously didn't know how much would be enough to cause hallucinations, but what doesn't falling headfirst into drugs and adrenaline do?

Answer: It's a disaster.

Ketamine is a drug that is metabolized orally, nasally, and intravenously. It enters the bloodstream and goes to the liver, which processes it with the enzymes CYP3A4 and CYP2B6. The method of excretion, or in other words, ejection from the body, is urine or bile.

If it's oral, it passes through the digestive system and undergoes a metabolic reaction in the liver before entering the bloodstream, allowing 20 to 25% of the dose to reach the circulation and at higher blood levels of the metabolite norketamine.

If you choose nasal or intravenous, it allows ketamine to reach the bloodstream more quickly and in higher concentrations, before the liver metabolizes it.

That was the explanation the drug dealer gave you about the drug, since it would be your first time using it. Did he explain the effects? No, since if you're going to use drugs, you have to at least research the effects, and Shidou obviously didn't do it to "thrill the experience." In other words, it's asking to die, but it's not like Shidou had much attachment to life anyway.

He chose the fastest, nasal way, that is, snorting until he went crazy~

Each hit of the drug felt like his body relaxing and no longer his own. What was once dark was now colorful, like graffiti on a wall. Out of nowhere, some animals appeared. The alley that smelled like garbage now smelled like a field.

The sound of rats turned to birds, and so on. It was extremely confusing, but very pleasant, in Shidou's opinion. Was that tranquility? He almost never felt it, but it was very good. It was like floating and losing himself in different sensations at the same time, as if he were overstimulated.

How much had he snorted? He doesn't know, but he was experiencing wonderful sensations in a short period of time.

"Are you enjoying sniffing this drug?" A girl wearing a short school uniform. It was a fucking Saturday, and the girl was wearing a short skirt and a schoolgirl blouse. Go figure, or was he just hallucinating? She was pretty, he couldn't deny it.

"Yeah, but why the fuck are you wearing school clothes on a Saturday?" he asked, taking another sniff of the ketamine that was driving him crazy and horny as hell. He might like men, but he could hallucinate that girl is a man, and that's it. He gets hard easily, but if she knows how to do it, he's more than happy to cum hard.

"Oh, I was dressed up as Ayano for a party. Have you seen Yandere Simulator? It's really good, I recommend it. I'm speculating that you're the intense type, but since you're high, I'm not even going to pretend. I think you're hot. Can I suck you?" The girl asked, smiling as her fingers caressed her lips.

"No way, I like men," Shidou admitted, thinking the girl would let him get high in peace. "No problem, I'm a man," he said, lifting up her skirt. A pair of red panties were very tight, clearly defining the outline of her genitals. In his eyes, they seemed to have a little inviting face. In reality, they were just red panties.

"It's really tight there. You want to let the poor guy go, don't you?" he said sarcastically, watching and licking his tongue, his cock rising to mark the gray cargo pants he was wearing. "Yours too. Anyway, do you want to try a blowjob while you get high?" He asked, making his way to stand in front of Shidou, who smiled excitedly.

"Let's go." Shidou grinned from ear to ear, watching the boy squat down and pull his cargo pants down his tan thigh. The boy's hair was transitioning between blue and beige skin, like a latte.

The boy licked and sucked on the glade with relish. The musky scent was very different to the boy, and Shidou was completely crazy and confused by the sensations changing along with the sucking. The warm tongue sucked and licked the length with admirable desire.

His vision blurred with colors that looked like a rainbow that had been thrown into his eyes. The muffled sighs and moans were very satisfying to feel on his throbbing cock.

The boy still had an excited expression that made him hold his head and bury his rosy, excited face in his cock, starting to dictate the pace with aggression, which was well received by the boy, who didn't complain and even sucked harder, sucking on his cock. Black as a chocolate popsicle

Shidou's hand made a quick movement that ran all over his cock, letting the boy breathe in short bursts. His expression was rolled back in his head and his tongue stuck out in a beautiful ahegao expression. His fingers made a V shape, as if Shidou were going to take a picture of his shamefully delicious expression from above.

The boy resumed sucking at the rhythm dictated with pleasure, beginning to pay more attention to the veins and glade of the cock in front of him, which throbbed anxiously, preceding a long-awaited orgasm.

Shidou pushed the boy's head deep onto his cock, letting his orgasm flow down the blowjobster's throat

"Ah, this is wonderful~ come here, pure blowjob!" Shidou smiled, pulling the boy's hair, lifting him up and kissing him intensely as his hand invaded his red panties, where his pink cock begged for attention and leaked precious nectar.

The boy moaned into the kiss, feeling Shidou jerking him off, small ketamine powders falling onto his testicles. The powder gave a sensation of exfoliation on his pleasure-hungry cock.

"Yoichi, call me that while you fuck me," Yoichi said, breaking the kiss and lifting his leg for Shidou. He took the opportunity to push his panties aside, held only by a thick, fleshy thigh.

"Yoichi, I hope you're ready, since there won't be any foreplay, moan for Ryusei!" Shidou looked at the boy's body, who smiled and murmured something he didn't pay attention to. He simply pinned him to the wall and invaded his tight but accustomed hole.

"Of course, Ryusei, come hard, do it." "My insides are perfectly shaped like your black cock," Yoichi replied, panting from the invasion. Shidou smiled, starting to thrust without waiting for confirmation, without much waiting for Yoichi to get used to it, not that the boy complained.

Shidou held Yoichi's legs on his shoulders, limiting his movements from the waist down. Shidou thrust hard into the tight, wet interior, listening to the song of the "angels" that were Yoichi's moans as he hit his prostate, abused by several men.

"AH! Ryu~ That's it! Abuse you whore, make me yours tonight!" Yoichi moaned loudly, hugging Shidou's neck. Shidou was abusing his prostate, making him tear up and smile with satisfaction, the ketamine intensifying the feeling of euphoria in his system.

"That's it, you whore, moan my name~ while I fuck your pathetic prostate, abused by my black cock," Shidou said, smiling, tightening his grip on Yoichi's body to keep him trapped inside.

But no. It was as if Yoichi wanted to escape his grip in the first place. Shidou bit down on Yoichi, the salty taste splashing on his tongue. Yoichi writhed and arched, throwing his head back, bringing with it a loud moan followed by an exhilarating and euphoric orgasm.

Shidou moaned his name and marked Yoichi's neck as he abused his sensitive core in search of his desired orgasm. Yoichi used his hands to support himself on his shoulders as he arched as if he were going to fall backward, his core squeezing his throbbing cock as he trembled with the intense sensation of pleasure that didn't stop after his orgasm.

Yoichi's eyes rolled back and he bit his lip as he stared at the alley wall as if it could save him from the intensity he felt. "S-stop, I'm going to c-cum again!" Yoichi screamed between moans as he contracted around Shidou's cock. Shidou smiled, thrusting again and releasing his orgasm into Yoichi's insides. Yoichi smiled, having his second orgasm that spilled onto Yoichi's pink shirt. Shidou

They both stopped to breathe, and Shidou lifted Yoichi off his shoulders, which were starting to ache, as was Yoichi's lower back, which he hugged to steady himself.

"You're so intense... I loved it~" Yoichi gave one last satisfied moan, feeling the semen begin to run down his ass onto his sweaty thigh. "Yes, baby, I love you, so tight and sensitive, you make my skin crawl," he commented, hugging Yoichi's sweaty body.

Anyway, how's the payment? Pix, cash, or check?" Yoichi asked, smiling. "What do you mean? It wasn't free?" Shidou asked, slightly surprised.

"I'm a whore, obviously it's paid, and since you drugged me a little with the rest of the ketamine stuck to your nose during the kiss, you'll pay more, 500 reais. It was going to be 100, like I always do for young people, but for the drugs, I increased the original price by 400 reais," she explained, breaking away from the hug and leaning against the wall.

"But 400 reais? That's expensive. I'd happily pay 100 reais," Shidou complained, frowning slightly. "The option of getting addicted unintentionally exists, and I wanted compensation for that. Besides, it's like saying, apply the tea then the scam," Yoichi explained, laughing and raising his hand confidently.

"Fair enough... I'll pay, but can I have your phone number for next time?" He asked, handing over the money and waiting for an answer.

"Sure~ the more you have sex with me, the money doubles. So, if you use drugs again, it's 1,000, but if you don't, it's 200, and so on, the amount doubles," he explained quickly, counting the money with a satisfied smile.

"That's right, you use the tea after the scam, and I fell for it because I wanted to. You're pretty smart. I'll call you later when I have money and the desire to have sex," Shidou replied, watching Isagi smile and wave as he slowly walked away with shaky legs, using the walls of closed establishments to walk while semen dripped in small amounts onto the sidewalk.

Shidou smiled and sighed, returning to the orphanage where he lived, but not before pulling up his pants.

He slept like a log after having sex and expending energy. Well... he simply threw himself on the bed as soon as he arrived. It was understandable; having sex while high certainly tires the body and mind.

The next morning, Shidou woke up feeling unwell, nauseous and wanting to vomit. He was confused. and he was staggering as he walked, it certainly wasn't a good idea to use ketamine, but he didn't regret the previous day at all.

Shidou vomited into the toilet as soon as he entered the orphanage bathroom. It was definitely a bad idea after the effects wore off. He seemed hungover, and the adults at the orphanage questioned him if he'd gone out drinking at some sleazy but well-known corner bar.

He stated that it was better to admit to drinking alcohol than to have used drugs and slept with a wonderfully tight whore.

Isagi woke up feeling less worse the next day. The 500 reais on his bedside table and nausea and a slight urge to vomit plagued him. These potentially weren't as serious as Shidou's, who "ingested" more of the drug. It was as if Isagi were experiencing normal pregnancy symptoms, not the side effects of mild ketamine use.

Isagi went to the bathroom to vomit and take a second shower. He hated smelling of bile first thing in the morning. He knew his body was just flushing out the drug and didn't complain. It was better this way than keeping it in his system.

In the end, even though it was disgusting, it was necessary for his well-being. If he were healthy, he would definitely take an anti-nausea medication and let his body vomit out the remaining drug as much as necessary,

even if he vomited up all the bile his body produced in the process.