Nagoya West High's Uniformed Self-Analingus
In the cramped confines of his bedroom, the Japanese schoolboy strips off his uniform, revealing his smooth, toned body. He's alone, but his mind is filled with taboo thoughts. He's seen it online, the way they stretch their assholes with their hands, their fists disappearing inside. He wants that. He wants to feel that fullness, that intensity. He licks his fingers, spitting on them for lubrication before pressing them against his asshole. He pushes, feeling the tight ring of muscle resist before giving way. He groans, his cock throbbing as he slides his fingers deeper, twisting and turning, stretching himself wide. He's a mess, his body covered in sweat, his ass leaking lube. He's lost in his pleasure, his fist moving in and out of his ass, his hand slick with his own juices. He's close, so close. He can't believe how good it feels, how right it feels, even as he knows it's so, so wrong.