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As the sun hits your face you slowly open your eyes. You blink and look from left to right. you squint towards the window. As you sit up you peer towards the open window and see a beautiful city. The buildings are tall and sleek. Some chrome and some windowed. Cars whiz by through the air. The year is 3005 and you are a young man. 17 year old Kaji; A high school senior at New Tech City High.
It's very nearly 6:34am and the School-Port leaves at 7:45am on the dot every morning two blocks east from your apartment. You live alone and have ever since your parents died in a plane crash 3 years ago. You come from a very wealthy family and have enough money in banks and stocks to last for years, allowing you to go to school, live alone and not have to take a night job. you are very responsible and even do all of your homework, but you do have a tendency to be late. If you are late for school one more time your going to get detention and one more detention and your evil social worker, Mandy Wanizame, might have good enough reason to lock up your money until you're 21 and stick you into the foster care system or a group home. Today your case is being reviewed by Ms. Wanizame and you are to meet with her in front of the principal's office at 8:10am sharp. If you are late it will most certainly reflect badly on you and could jeopardize the independence you have fought so hard to maintain for the next year 4 years.
You step out of the shower feeling refreshed. You press a small red button next to the light switch and four vents, two on the upper part of the walls of the bathroom and two on the lower walls begin to blow warm, soothing jets of air drying your dark, toned body.
You go threw the usual morning rituals in the morning bathroom and step out naked and dry into the hallway. One of your favorite things about living alone is that you get to be naked anytime you want. You can bring friends over at all hours and don't have to worry.
You slip into a shirt and just as you are about to choose a pair of pants your Keitai, a mobile digital communication device, rings. The small device lights up with a red hue and the small screen reads "Tenkuu Calling." Tenkuu is your boyfriend. Although you love him very much you roll your eyes because you know what he's calling about. You pick up your Keitai, press a button and place it to your ear and say Hello. Tenkuu sounds chipper so early in the morning; "Hey, baby. I'm waiting at the port-stop for you. 10 Credits says you miss the school-port...again."
"No way!" you declare, "I'm practically dressed. Just let me grab something to eat and I'll be there in a few." You hang up and lean back on your bed with your palms facing down and back, thinking about your boyfriend and how much you love him. As you sit on your bed pants-less, you enjoy the feeling of your still semi-moist cock hanging between your legs. It begins to stiffen. Your hand drifts down towards you dick and you slowly pull on it. Your hand begins to slide smoothly over the skin and feel every sensation. You can feel your balls aching to release. You moan. You pull your hand off of your now fully hard and massive 9 inch dick and spit into the palm of your hand and quickly move it back towards your manhood. It moves swiftly. You want to stop so you won't be late for school. You can't miss that bus again, but you can't help yourself, You're just too horny. You pull your shirt up and grab your right nipple with your left hand. You squeeze it very tightly between your thumb and four-finger. The feeling is incredible. You can feel the cum working its way up your shaft. You reach a fevered pitch and a hot gooey stream of cum gushes forth from your body. It flows and flows hitting your chest, filling your belly button, dribbling down your balls and falling between your legs and over your asshole. You reach down past your wet balls and shove two of your fingers, lubricated with your own cum, deep into your asshole. BUZZZ BUZZZ BUZZZ-Youre Keitai device sounds. You lean over and look at the screen. It's a text message from your boyfriend.
The message reads as follows:
MESSAGE FROM TENKUU:
"it's 7:47am. you owe me 10 credits!"
"Shit!" You say to yourself. This was the one day you couldn't be late. With your hands sticky with cum and spit you grab a pair of black pants from your bed room floor and put them on. Your sperm creeping down your legs. You wipe your hands on the inside pockets of your pants while you think of a way to make it to school on time. You Have Two options to get to school. You can ride your Hover-Board or you can call for a car service. If you ride your Hover-Board you don't have to obey traffic laws, and you can move fast; but on the other hand, If you call for a car service it can move 3 times faster then a Hover-Board. There's a car service in the lobby of the building right next door and if you call now a car can be waiting for you by the time you get down stairs.
Which do you choose?
It's very nearly 6:34am and the School-Port leaves at 7:45am on the dot every morning two blocks east from your apartment. You live alone and have ever since your parents died in a plane crash 3 years ago. You come from a very wealthy family and have enough money in banks and stocks to last for years, allowing you to go to school, live alone and not have to take a night job. you are very responsible and even do all of your homework, but you do have a tendency to be late. If you are late for school one more time your going to get detention and one more detention and your evil social worker, Mandy Wanizame, might have good enough reason to lock up your money until you're 21 and stick you into the foster care system or a group home. Today your case is being reviewed by Ms. Wanizame and you are to meet with her in front of the principal's office at 8:10am sharp. If you are late it will most certainly reflect badly on you and could jeopardize the independence you have fought so hard to maintain for the next year 4 years.
You step out of the shower feeling refreshed. You press a small red button next to the light switch and four vents, two on the upper part of the walls of the bathroom and two on the lower walls begin to blow warm, soothing jets of air drying your dark, toned body.
You go threw the usual morning rituals in the morning bathroom and step out naked and dry into the hallway. One of your favorite things about living alone is that you get to be naked anytime you want. You can bring friends over at all hours and don't have to worry.
You slip into a shirt and just as you are about to choose a pair of pants your Keitai, a mobile digital communication device, rings. The small device lights up with a red hue and the small screen reads "Tenkuu Calling." Tenkuu is your boyfriend. Although you love him very much you roll your eyes because you know what he's calling about. You pick up your Keitai, press a button and place it to your ear and say Hello. Tenkuu sounds chipper so early in the morning; "Hey, baby. I'm waiting at the port-stop for you. 10 Credits says you miss the school-port...again."
"No way!" you declare, "I'm practically dressed. Just let me grab something to eat and I'll be there in a few." You hang up and lean back on your bed with your palms facing down and back, thinking about your boyfriend and how much you love him. As you sit on your bed pants-less, you enjoy the feeling of your still semi-moist cock hanging between your legs. It begins to stiffen. Your hand drifts down towards you dick and you slowly pull on it. Your hand begins to slide smoothly over the skin and feel every sensation. You can feel your balls aching to release. You moan. You pull your hand off of your now fully hard and massive 9 inch dick and spit into the palm of your hand and quickly move it back towards your manhood. It moves swiftly. You want to stop so you won't be late for school. You can't miss that bus again, but you can't help yourself, You're just too horny. You pull your shirt up and grab your right nipple with your left hand. You squeeze it very tightly between your thumb and four-finger. The feeling is incredible. You can feel the cum working its way up your shaft. You reach a fevered pitch and a hot gooey stream of cum gushes forth from your body. It flows and flows hitting your chest, filling your belly button, dribbling down your balls and falling between your legs and over your asshole. You reach down past your wet balls and shove two of your fingers, lubricated with your own cum, deep into your asshole. BUZZZ BUZZZ BUZZZ-Youre Keitai device sounds. You lean over and look at the screen. It's a text message from your boyfriend.
The message reads as follows:
MESSAGE FROM TENKUU:
"it's 7:47am. you owe me 10 credits!"
"Shit!" You say to yourself. This was the one day you couldn't be late. With your hands sticky with cum and spit you grab a pair of black pants from your bed room floor and put them on. Your sperm creeping down your legs. You wipe your hands on the inside pockets of your pants while you think of a way to make it to school on time. You Have Two options to get to school. You can ride your Hover-Board or you can call for a car service. If you ride your Hover-Board you don't have to obey traffic laws, and you can move fast; but on the other hand, If you call for a car service it can move 3 times faster then a Hover-Board. There's a car service in the lobby of the building right next door and if you call now a car can be waiting for you by the time you get down stairs.
Which do you choose?