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"Pale Beauty Loses Virginity To Dirty Blond"
Starring: Cerulean and Aurite
Cerulean walked over to Aurite. "So, do you come here often?"
Aurite gave a demure smile in response, though his hands were telling a different story. His fingers skittered over Cerulean's chest and his arms wrapped around his neck. "No, I've never come here before." He paused before continuing. "In fact, I've never come before."
Cerulean smirked. "Do you want to?"
"Oh, I would love that so much."
"What are you watching?" Ryouma asked as he walked into the clubroom with Kyoutarou.
Nanao was wearing headphones and didn't look up. "Porn."
Ryouma blushed and spluttered, but then realized this was probably just another of the blond's practical jokes. "Oh, you're just kidding. It's just a cat video or something, right?" He walked around the table and unplugged Nanao's headphones as he leaned over, expecting to see and hear something cute.
Instead seeing a tall man pounding into the ass of a shorter man.
"Oh, oh! Not there! It's my first t-iiime~" The shorter man's words were punctuated by every thrust. "Ce-ru-le-AHHHN!!!"
Ryouma averted his eyes and Nanao plugged his headphones back in. "Why would you watch this in school?"
Nanao shrugged. "A link to this website was in my inbox this morning. I believe the actors are alumni of Binan High School."
"So you're watching it because you like to reveal people's dark secrets?"
"Precisely," Nanao replied, sipping his tea.
"Bathhouse Owner Gets Wet With Patron"
Starring: Scarlet and Argent
A blond man wedged his axe in a wood block before walking through a door and into a bathhouse.
He asked the lone visitor, "How's the water today, Argent?"
The green haired man leaned back. "It's perfect, Scarlet." He scooped some water up and quietly splashed at his arms, letting the water run down. "Care to join me?"
Scarlet took his shirt off in response, revealing nice muscles. His shorts' waistband hung low, revealing the top of his hips and the fact he wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Don't mind if I do."
The school day was over, and Nanao was now multitasking, flipping through an old yearbook as he watched his laptop screen. Karurusu was dancing around in the background, feeling some sort of happiness radiating from the website, though not the usual kind he knew of.
"Are... Are you still doing that?" Ryouma asked.
"What, what, what?" Ichiro asked, curious as ever. Ryouma had used most of his energy in the morning to keep him from looking over at the website. Unfortunately, he hadn't been so lucky with Taishi.
"Please stop asking," the bespectacled boy replied, blushing as he adjusted his glasses.
"Ah ha!" Nanao exclaimed, turning the yearbook to face Ryouma. "I found one of them!"
"Hakone Yumoto?"
"Yes, in his high school years, it seems he was as innocent as Ichiro. But this is him now..." He turned the laptop to face Ryouma - luckily and thankfully, Ichiro and Taishi were on the other side of the table. On the screen was a muscular blond man sitting in a public bath with a look of euphoria on his face. Ryouma was about to ask what was going on, when a green haired man emerged from the water, gasping for breath but being pulled in for a kiss by the blond.
"So... Are you saying that after high school, Ichiro's going to do stuff like that?"
"Within our group dynamic it seems like he would."
"Hey, hey, hey! What am I gonna do?" Ichiro couldn't take any more of this vagueness, and decided to jump over the tables and investigate whatever it was they were talking about.
"Pink Playboy Gets A Little Tied Up By Former Idol"
Starring: Vesta and Salty Sol
"Vesta, can you help me get these boxes out of here?" He pointed to a stack of boxes full of junk.
"No problem, Sol." The pink haired man tried reaching for the top box, but lost his balance and everything toppled over onto him. "Oops!"
"Here, let me help you up," the blue haired man offered. Vesta was able to stand, but found that he was tangled in ropes that had come out of the boxes.
"I'm really sorry about the mess I made... Is there anything I can do to fix it?"
Sol laughed as he tightened the ropes around the pink haired man's thighs and groin. "There's maybe one thing..."
"Why is he tied up?" Ichiro asked. The website was apparently set to play the next video automatically.
"Remember when you were my chair?" Nanao asked.
Ichiro blushed. "Y-Yeah..."
Nanao closed his eyes and smiled. "It's like that, but this guy would enjoy being the chair."
The pink haired man in the video had his mouth wide open in ecstasy, tongue sticking out, but it was quickly covered with the other man's mouth.
"O-Oh," Ichiro stammered.