Denki Kaminari and Eijiro Kirishima had been friends for a long time. They had met in high school and had quickly become inseparable. Today was a special day for both of them; they were moving into their college dorms and were excited to share a room once again. As they unpacked their things, Denki couldn't help but admire the way Kirishima's muscles rippled beneath his skin as he moved boxes around.
He had always thought Kirishima was attractive, but never acted on it. After all, they were just friends. Later that night, after showering, Kirishima forgot to bring a towel with him to his room. He emerged from the bathroom, completely naked, and walked straight into his room, completely unaware of Denki's presence. Denki, who had been sitting on Kirishima's bed, froze at the sight of his friend's naked form. Kirishima's strong, sculpted body was even more impressive without clothes.
His cock, already partially hard, swayed gently as he walked towards his bed. Kirishima stopped when he saw Denki sitting there, a mixture of surprise and embarrassment on his face. "D-Denki? What are you doing here?" he stammered. "I, uh... I was just coming to talk to you," Denki replied, his voice cracking slightly.
He couldn't take his eyes off Kirishima's exposed body. "Oh... well, I guess there's no privacy in college," Kirishima said, trying to act nonchalant as he sat down on the bed next to Denki. Feeling braver than he had in years, Denki leaned in close to Kirishima and whispered, "I have to admit something." Kirishima's eyes widened in surprise, but he remained silent, waiting for what Denki had to say.
Taking a deep breath, Denki confessed, "I've always found you attractive, ever since we met in high school." Kirishima's heart raced at Denki's admission. He had always suspected that Denki might have feelings for him, but he never dared to hope that he actually did. "Really?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, really," Denki replied, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind Kirishima's ear.
Before either of them could process what was happening, their lips met in a passionate kiss. Kirishima's hands found their way to Denki's waist, pulling him closer. Denki wrapped his arms around Kirishima's broad shoulders, lost in the moment.
The kiss deepened, becoming more intense as they explored each other's mouths. Denki could feel Kirishima's cock growing harder against his thigh, and he couldn't help but be aroused by the feeling.
As they broke apart for air, Denki couldn't believe what had just happened. He had never imagined that he would be kissing Kirishima, let alone wanting to explore more. Kirishima looked at Denki with a mixture of surprise and desire. "I... I haven't done this before," he admitted, his cheeks flushing red. "Neither have I," Denki replied, his heart racing. "But I want to." Kirishima smiled shyly and leaned in to kiss Denki again.
This time, their tongues tangled together as they explored each other's mouths. Denki could feel Kirishima's hands ghosting over his chest, sending shivers down his spine. They broke apart once more, panting heavily. "I... I think I need to touch you," Kirishima said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Denki nodded eagerly, his heart pounding in his chest. He watched as Kirishima reached out and traced a finger over the head of his cock, which was now fully hard. "You're beautiful," Kirishima whispered, his voice thick with desire. With a trembling hand, Denki reached out to touch Kirishima's cock.
The feeling of Kirishima's warm skin beneath his fingers sent a jolt of pleasure through him. They explored each other's bodies, their mouths and hands moving in tandem, lost in the heat of the moment. As they continued to explore each other's bodies, they realized that they had crossed a line they never thought they would. But as they looked into each other's eyes, they knew that this was something they both wanted, something they couldn't resist.