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Nuru sat on the edge of the bed, a nervous smile made its way across his face as you locked the door behind you.
The room was lit a faint purple from a small lamp Nuru had on his nightstand, with a tennis racket resting against it. A bright orange and yellow paint job on the handle and "C" painted onto the strings proudly showcased his allegiance to the Capri Suns, Nuru's joke of a tennis team. Albeit, a joke that made him endearingly pathetic.
It was a good set of words to describe him with. Endearingly pathetic. An hour earlier today, Nuru gloated that you could never beat him at tennis, and that if you could, he would be yours for a night. An uncharacteristic thing for Nuru to try and solicit sex from anyone, especially you. But you still won after a long and gruelling tennis match, in which you were pretty certain he was trying to lose.
Either way, it was a long day at the tennis court, Nuru was nice and sweaty now. Just the way you like it.

"S-so... Like, you're a girl.. And I'm a dude, so this is straight but like.."
Nuru's voice trembled slightly, his fingers gripping the bed sheets as sweat trickled down his dark skin, the yellow tank top he'd soon be taking off was dotted with large sweat stains.
"Since y-you're doing.. Since you're doing it to me this doesn't like.. It doesn't make me gay, r-right?"
Smirking, you stride over to Nuru and take off his sunglasses, tossing them aside. His face turned red as you approached.
"H-h.. H-he-" but before he could get a word out, firmly gripping his shoulders and preventing his escape, you kiss Nuru.
His lips were soft, wet from the water he'd been drinking, now made wetter by your lips pressed against his. Sliding your tongue into Nuru's mouth as he gave off a muffled moan, you took a brief moment to sample Nuru's taste. It was clear he's never done this before, since he didn't get the memo that when someone tongues your mouth, you're supposed to return the favour. He very clearly enjoyed it though, with due time you could easily make him an expert in getting his mouth used.

Pulling away, Nuru's face was completely red and flushed with embarrassment. His golden yellow eyes frantically dotting around the room and desperately trying to find something to look at that wasn't you. He was sweating more and the smell was driving you mad with anticipation.
"Take off your clothes. Now." you say, with a soft yet still authoritative tone of voice. One which Nuru immediately responded to with a "Y-yes.."
He started by taking off his headband, his pink hair being released from the tension of being held back. He looked so cute with his hair down. It made you want to fuck him more, more than you already want to fuck him. Which is a lot. He was a massive dweeb, but there was something about that factor that made him all the more appealing. He's such a loser. He's so pathetic. You can't not fuck him.
Next came his tank top, in attempting to hastily pull that stupid rubber ducky top off of his head, you got a glance of his armpits. They were very clearly very. VERY. Sweaty. As they should be. Shaved, too, so there would be nothing between you and his sweet sweet sweat. As much as you adore hairy armpits.
Nuru threw his top across the room before his shaking hands attempted to undo the button and zipper on his shorts. Scoffing, you bend down and unbutton them, Nuru's entire body shaking from the nervous tension. Sliding the zipper down, his bright magenta boyshorts made an interesting contrast of colour with his tan baggy shorts. Which did a good job of hiding the erection that his underwear failed to conceal.
With a light chuckle, you poke his bulge with your index finger. Nuru jolted with a sharp gasp. "H-h-h-hey! Don't.. D-don't laugh! ngh.."
You press your finger against his crotch more, he squirms like an insect. His moans only convincing you to keep going.

Sliding Nurus shorts and underwear off, there was nothing for him to hide anymore. His stiff cock twitched and throbbed with desire. Desire for you. It was.. Well, you've certainly seen bigger. Not that it was small more-so just.. Average. Looked about 6 inches or so. You weren't exactly a size queen, but I mean. Well. It was kind of pathetic seeing him like this. Totally nude, with his dick out, covered in sweat and trembling with such intense nervousness it was is if he could fall apart at any moment. Pandora was certainly bigger, Kelly was -definitely- bigger. Then again, It's kind of unfair to compare anyone to Kelly.
His whole body was clean-shaven. No pubes or body hair to get in the way. Time to get to work, you slid off your shirt and let your breasts hang free. Then came the pants, kicking the gray sweatpants across the room, you bent over and slid off your panties before tossing them at Nuru, hitting him in the face. "Oh-oh God!.." he moaned, quickly clutching your discarded underwear and holding it against his face, inhaling deeply. You had also been sweating fairly heavily because of the tennis match, so you hope he enjoyed the dick smell.
Nuru started stroking his cock with one hand, still holding your underwear against his face and huffing. "Hey loser, knock it off. I didn't say you could do that!" you snapped, grabbing Nuru's wrist and pulling his hand away from his cute penis. "P-please.. Let me-" he tried to protest, before his complaints were cut off by being backhanded across the face.
Sitting on his lap, your dick rubbing against Nuru's as you leaned in and licked a long trail of sweat off of his torso, your tongue running across his nipple, "Fuck!~ Oh God.. S-shit.." he shuddered.
The taste of Nuru's sweat was a bit hard to pin town. Tasted like sweet orange juice. You couldn't tell, so you decided to get a better idea by lifting up Nuru's left arm and burying your nose in his armpit, inhaling the sweet scent. It was intense, the kind of body odour someone who spends a lot of time playing sports could only have. Fuck, it was good. It was -really- good. Your nose was wet with his sweat, nectar of the Gods. It was liquid ecstasy. Leaning into Nuru with all of your weight, you forced him onto his pack. Pinning him down and continuing to rub your face into his pits. The intense smell was driving you off the walls. Licking his armpits, your tongue trailed the ever so slight stubble of his armpit hair. It felt good against your tongue, it tasted unlike anything you've ever experienced before.
Nuru moaned, his body shuddering with each stroke of your tongue and suckle of your lips against his pits. "Uhhnng... Ohh my G-God.. K-keep going.." he just barely managed to strain out of his shaky voice.

Nuru's armpits were wet with your saliva, his sweat cleaned off of his underarm. Pulling your mouth away, a trail of saliva trailed from your mouth to his now clean armpit.
Reaching for his boyshorts, you wiped Nuru's underwear across your mouth before giving them a deep sniff as well. The sensation made you almost lightheaded. It was music to your ears hearing Nuru moan like that. You could make him moan even more by playing with his cock, you thought. Nurus slim, but athletic frame made his cock look very desirable.
The head of his penis was already dripping with precum, which would make what you were about to do much easier. Resting your hand on his cock, you rubbed the head with your thumb, slowly and softly. His tip becoming slick and shiny with his fluids.
Nuru gripped the mattress intensely, biting his lower lip and trying not to make any noise.
You ran your thumb up and down, around and around. Nuru's body quivering as he whimpered and squeaked.
"I-..I-I'm going t-t.." At the immediate sound of his pleasured moaning, you released your hand from his cock. It throbbed and twitched intensely. Not a single drop of cum to be found. Nuru groaned in disappointment.
"D-Don't stop dude!!" he yelped. "F-fuck bro.. God, shit.. Why did you stop? Keep going.."
You glanced up at Nuru and raised an eyebrow, scowling.
"...Please.." he said, meekly. "Not good enough." you replied, "Beg harder, loser."
Nuru writhed on the bed, the sheets a crumpled mess from his constant death grips and writhing while desperately holding onto the bed, trying in vain to stop himself from tossing and turning.
You kept this game up for a while, maybe 20 minutes or so? gently rubbing the tip of Nuru's dick as he gradually got more and more exhausted from the denied orgasms and intense physical sensation of being brought to the peak of climax, only to be brought all the way back down by the touching to stop. Time and time again.

By now the bed was completely soaked, Nuru's forehead was dripping with sweat. He was panting heavily.
"Uhgnn.. Come.. Come on dude.. No more... I-... I can't take it anymore man.."
Smiling, you decide to show him a -little bit- of mercy.
"Hm. That depends, have you been a good boy?" you ask, in a soft, warm voice.
Nuru whimpered in the most desperate tone of voice you've yet heard from him. His voice cracking at certain points.
"YES!! Yes yes!! Fuck!! I've been a good boy! I'm a good boy.. Just fucking.. PLEASE MAN!! Come on, let me fuckin' cum already dude!! PLEASE!!"
With a smile, you kiss the head of his still-hard dick, circling your tongue around the tip before taking his entire length down your throat. Your lips pressing against the base of his crotch.
"F-FUCK!! A-AHHNN!~"
At the sign of Nuru's imminent climax, you pull yourself off of his cock and finish him off with your hand. Jerking off his stiff dick before a small, comedically small, amount of cum was pumped from his cock. Slightly coating your hand as you continued to stroke his dick as he "came"
Nuru let out a long, anguished moan as his whole body convulsed. His back arching forwards as a tiny, pathetic amount of cum just barely managed to dribble out of his dick. Which swiftly started to fall limp afterwards.
Wiping your hand off on his bed sheets, you look at Nurus exhausted, sweat-drenched body. His chest slowly but firmly rising then falling as he panted. The whole room engulfed in the intoxicating smell of Nuru's sweat and body odour.
"I'm not done with you yet, you know." you told Nuru in a sly tone. Straddling Nuru's torso, you sat on his stomach and pinned him to the bed. Nuru groaning as you did so.
His groans turned into moans as you pinched both his nipples between your index finger and thumbs. Gently twisting, pulling, and rubbing on them.
At this point Nuru was so out of energy from the intense edging and his recent pathetic orgasm that he could barely muster the willpower to do anything other than softly cry out from the intense sensation of his nipples being treated like a plaything. If you could have him like this every day, then -every- part of Nuru would be used like a plaything. All the time.

Nuru's nipples were soft, firm. They felt good between your fingers. Soft like his hair, which was currently matted from all the sweat soaking it. The routine went on for a bit longer. Rubbing and squeezing his nipples, getting his cute squeaks and gasps.
After long enough, you decide to finish this thing off. Getting off Nuru's chest and shuffling forwards, positioning yourself in front of his face.
"Uugnnn.. What now.." he groaned. That kind of complaining wasn't something that you were fond of hearing, so deciding to shut him up. You thrusted your cock into Nuru's mouth. The pleasant, relaxing sound of Nuru gagging on your dick served as you fucked his face. Although you wished this could go on forever, you too were quite exhausted from everything you've done with Nuru tonight. It didn't take long to approach your own climax, sensing this imminent release, a trail of saliva connected your cock to Nuru's lips as you pulled out of his mouth. He coughed lightly and wiped his mouth with his forearm.
"Lift your right arm up." you dictated to Nuru. He blushed lightly and lifted up his arm, exposing his sweaty pit that you hadn't defiled yet. Being hit with the smell of his armpits again gave you a much needed jolt of energy to keep going. For a little bit at least.
Shuffling closer to Nuru, you stroked your cock, Nuru's saliva serving as the perfect lubricant to push you over that last line. After only a little bit of touching yourself, you felt your body shake as you shot a load of cum on his armpit. White streaks cascading across Nuru's underarm. You shudder and let out a light gasp as the last of your cum spurts onto the lightly-stubbled armpit of the sweaty, thoroughly-dominated tennis enthusiast.

Collapsing next to Nuru on the bed, you let out a long and deep sigh. Thoroughly and utterly exhausted from a long and well deserved marathon of putting that dumbass in his place. Tapping your chest lightly, you beckoned Nuru. He rolled over and lay ontop of you, your limp dicks brushing against each other as his chest, sticky from sweat, pressed against yours. Resting his head on your shoulder.
He was so soft and warm. You ran a hand through his hair, gently. While your other arm wrapped around him and made its way down his lower back, slowly caressing and squeezing his toned, slightly muscled, and very firm ass.
Nuru exhaled with an ever so slight moan as you groped his butt, nuzzling his face closer into you as he gently began sucking on your neck.
It was pretty unexpected for him to do something like that, but it felt nice. It felt -very- nice. Continuing to run your hand through his soft, pink hair. You gave him gentle words of reassurance by reminding him that he was a good boy. A soft nibble on your neck told you that he greatly appreciated those words.
Nuru broke the constant tingling sensation of giving you a hickey to let his voice, in a soft, more hushed tone ask you
"Bro that was.. That was amazing.. Can we like, do this again tomorrow or something dude?..."
Feeling around for his bedsheet, you pulled the blanket over yourselves. The cold, unfeeling world you two found yourselves in at least had the luxury of soft beds. And soft prep twinks like Nuru. You whispered to him, soft and in a gentle voice
"Of course.. We can do this tomorrow, and the day after that."
Nuru gazed longingly at you with his bright golden eyes.
"And the day after that one too.. Right?" he asked.
"Right.." you answered.
Nuru gave a weak smile as his tired eyes slowly shut, his face nuzzled into your neck as you held him against you.
He was really pathetic. Endearingly so. That made him all the more attractive, somehow.
He was a cute guy though. Really cute. Especially when he was in this state, completely exhausted from having his brains edged to Hell and back for about an hour or two. Everything you didn't get to do with him tonight, you could always do tomorrow.
It was nice having him fall asleep with you in bed. You could get used to this.

He was such a loser.