Lalatina Visits A Friend

If the front door left me nervous then Kazuma's door was leaving me terrified.

I knew nothing was going to happen. Kazuma's actions today show that their level of caring for me with this curse is quite low, I was too normal to give a second thought to. I was just going to ask him how he would use the earrings if he had them and maybe get some idea of what I should do.

Although… with what happened with Luna…

The day was all quite confusing, but there was one person who I knew I needed to talk to. I gathered my courage and knocked on his door.

"K-Kazuma?" I asked through the door. I could hear him in there, he was breathing quite erratically and letting out a lot of grunts. Huh. Does Kazuma work out in his spare time? I'm shocked.

"Uhh, maybe come back later!" I heard through the door.

I didn't really feel like waiting, and the thought of an active and sweaty Kazuma made me blurt out something quickly.

"It's normal for the door to be unlocked."

Twisting the knob and opening up I expected to see him attempting a push-up on the ground or trying to lift a dumbbell with his tiny muscles, not lying on his bed pumping a different kind of iron.

"Oh it's just you, hey Darkness."

Oh my god.

Kazuma's masturbating.

"W-W-W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I yelped, shielding my eyes and stopping myself from sprinting down the hall in embarrassment.

"Jerking off." He replied plainly.

"B-But I'm here! Aren't you going to stop?!"

"Why would I? Isn't it normal that you're here?"

All the blood in my body now resided in my face, I could feel it. Somehow these damn earrings have made it normal for me to be anywhere at any time. Even during moments of privacy from my teammates, I could go wherever I pleased and they wouldn't bat an eye.

Eventually I managed to look at him again, him pumping away with a sock on top of his p-penis but still looking directly at me. "What can I do for you?"

The absurdity of the situation wouldn't let up. He just asked me that while not stopping the assault on his nethers for even a second.

"J-just wanted to hang out I guess…"

"Alright sure. Well, take a seat. I'll be done in a few minutes."

I nodded and closed the door behind me, crossing the room I planted myself on the small stool by his bed. I'm not entirely sure why I'd agreed to watch him finish, just blindly obeying his instruction since I was trapped in a situation I was wildly unprepared for.

I sat there awkwardly for a minute. Not sure what else to do other than wait for his completion, and definitely not just watching the perverse act because it was making me feel excited. Definitely not. No way...

I tried to look around the room, see if there was anything else that could hold my interest. Other than noticing the lotion that Kazuma was using as lubricant there was nothing. I just wanted proof that I tried. And when I drifted back to the act my eyes locked on and wouldn't leave his hand. It was hypnotic, the rhythm, the sound… I scooted a little closer to him. Then a little bit more. This continued for a minute until I dropped the pretence and left the stool to lean on the bed.

His meat was twitching and throbbing under his hand which glided up and down smoothly. I've only read a bit about the size of penises, this was the first one I'd ever seen up close. I wasn't sure if the size was big or average but considering it looked three times the length of Kazuma's hand and he wasn't able to close his hand around it's thickness…. I'd say it's pretty huge. And that was just what I could see, there was still that sock in his hand that blocked my view.

My face was dangerously close to his crotch, but I could tell he didn't mind at all. The smell of his pre-ejaculate stained the air and my nose was loving it. It was the sort of smell that Kazuma wore every so often when he emerged from his room but so much more concentrated. A manly, musty stench of a hard working self pleasure-rer.

The whole experience became too much to bear and I tried to start a conversation with him to distract myself.

"Soo what do you think about when you… do this?"

He took a few moments to think about it. "Depends what I'm in the mood for I guess." He surmised. "Most of the times it's just whatever tickles the imagination. But sometimes I think about the various things that have happened to me, you know like when Yunyun asked to have my baby or when you washed my back."

"Y-you jerk off to me?"

He chuckled, "With a body like that? Obviously, yeah."

It was a fact that I had always suspected, yet finding out the truth still made me feel… weirdly happy. This was the man I had a crush on after all, finding out he still thinks about you sexually felt nice.

I realised I had subconsciously leaned further in. I was practically a tongue's width away. Something my drool filled mouth was becoming very aware of.

"And is it always… the sock?"

"Pretty much." He shrugged. "Best thing I've got to unload into right now."

My mind got an idea. A very naughty, very perverted idea. One my brain shouldn't come up with, yet I knew Kazuma had driven it to this point. His hand kept going up and down, up and down. It was intoxicating, so dreamy, so… Kazuma.

"...but what if you had something better?"

"What do you mean?"

I swallowed. I had come in here to talk with Kazuma a bit but this idea would not stop itself now that we were here.

"Isn't it now normal for me to choose what you use to masturbate with?"

"Oh yeah." He said, finally stopping his hand while his sock covered most of his dick. "So should I stop using the sock?"

I nodded quickly and he whipped it off in one motion. Unveiling his rock hard penis like a magic trick. It was twitching, a lot. And now without the sock I could see the full majesty of his Excalibur.

"Alright. So what should I use to jerk off with?" I could see in his eyes that Kazuma was feeling the frustration as he waited for me to choose what he should be using instead.

A million thoughts raced through my head of what I should pick. This would be the perfect time to mess with him a little bit. Hmm... Another piece of clothing? His tracksuit? Make him use his new bag of money? Just leave him to stew in pain?

My breathing was getting deeper. My body was feeling hotter and hotter. Subconsciously my face was still getting closer to the rabid beast in front of me.

His huge cock twitched and suddenly an answer burst from my lips.

"Use my mouth Kazuma."

Thanks to the position I was in it took less than three seconds for him to slam his dick down my throat.

"Glk!"

"Oooohhh yeah." He moaned with relief, the uncomfortable pressure of not being able to do anything with his erection mid-wank had clearly gotten him agitated and now Kazuma was taking that frustration out on me. I gagged and spluttered on the invader, but he clearly didn't care in the slightest. Gripping the back of my head and just going to town on thrusting into me.

We weren't having sex, he was using my mouth to jerk off so he didn't need to care about me breathing. Just that it was where he had to relieve himself. My mouth was officially his toilet now, and that fact alone nearly made me orgasm.

"Y-your mouth is a lot warmer than the sock…" he commented. A weak compliment but a welcome one for sure. I could now determine that to Kazuma my mouth was better than a crusty sock.

"Glk! Glk! Glk!" Was the only sound I was able to respond with.

I tried to help him as much as I could. My lips and tongue massaging his package as much as they could without being batted away from his violent thrusts. He kept himself deep into my throat, not bothering to try any other position, instead focusing on where he felt best and aiming for instant relief. His massive cockhead was just destroying my throat, making me cough and splutter a mess of saliva all over it.

Thankfully it wasn't long before Kazuma started groaning even more than he had been. His thrusts increased and became shallow. Without warning me he shot his load deep down my throat. I could only swallow and hope for the best as he filled my stomach up with his seed. I could feel how hot it was as it travelled down my gullet, sticking to the walls but tantalisingly out of taste range.

After he came he just sat there for about a minute. His cock balls deep in my mouth, hand on the back of my head as I gagged away. I tried limply shaking his shirt to get him to see what he was doing to me.

Just as my vision began to lose focus from lack of oxygen he let go of my head and I was able to take him off me.

I took a huge gulp of air and started sputtering and coughing. My stinging lungs that were finally able to take a breather appreciated that.

My head collapsed onto the bed, face and hair a mess with sweat and saliva, and with a dreary smile I looked up at the man who left me like this.

"Oh Eris, Kazuma…" I gasped. "That was incredible."