Natsuji lifted his hips and got clear of my dick. He then laid his head on my chest and said "You're welcome, senpai." I held him a bit closer as I was suddenly in a cuddly mood. Juro looked at Akita and said "Can we try to do all of that? I want to do it now too." Akita smiled and said "Of course, Kirume-sama." He lifted his legs behind his head and held them in place with his arms. "You may stroke your brush for as long as you''d like." he said seriously. I smirked. He was way too serious about this. Then again, for him, as soon as Juro stuck it in, they were both done. Juro hurried to undo his pants he then flopped onto Akita. The older boy suffered it was a small grunt. "I'll put it in now! I'm gonna put it in!" Juro said. There was a bit of rustling but Akita looked confused. "Is something wrong, Kirume-sama?" There was quiet in the room for a minute before we heard some sniffles. Juro was tearing up again. "My thing's not doing it right." he sobbed. He was half hard half soft. Not nearly enough to penetrate. It was understandable. Juro was very young. While aroused, he was not ready to fuck yet.
Akita narrowed his eyes in thought. If he wanted to complete his Toryō Ni Hitasu, he needed a dick hard enough to penetrate his tight virgin asshole. He looked at Juro and said "Natsuji had to help Tsuyoi-san get ready. I will do whatever I need to help you." Juro was about to say something when the older boy pushed him on his back. Juro fell with an "Oof". Akita immediately got between his legs and began sucking his dick. The stimulation was very powerful. Once Akita felt he was hard enough, he straddled Juro's hips. This was his moment, and he was not going to let it get away. He lined himself up with the small cock and thrust down on it hard. Juro moaned as he was enveloped by the silky heat. Akita looked down at his partner triumphantly. "You're now in my paint, Kirume-sama. You can now stroke however you please." Juro made some weak thrusts, but Akita was unconcerned about pleasure or experience. He was only out for his success. He was soft. When Juro came, it spurted in Akita's asshole. There was no time to put on a condom. Akita grimaced as Juro held him closer.
We were all done with the ceremony. Juro and I were official adults in the eyes of the village and larger Nabari society. Natsuji and Akita were now full-fledged members of the clan and could soon take the genin exam. Things were looking up for all 4 of us. Being horny teenagers, they offered us the chance to go more rounds. Juro and I had our fill and turned them down. I was much more polite. "No way, Akita! You're like a tiger in heat. I want to go with someone gentle." Juro said. Akita looked on the verge of punching him out, but there were still clan dynamics. They had rising a bit in standing, but they did not have anywhere near the clout to fight with Juro. Juro did ask if he could have sex with Natsuji though. Natsuji looked at me to save him. "I think that Natsuji and I are partners, so we shouldn't switch now." I said. I was also far beneath him, but he would listen to me because I saved him as well as 2 of his brothers when they were captured. I also stuck up for him when his cousin tried to force him into being a kunoichi against his will. Juro pouted and just kicked the bed in frustration.
It was the least that I could do. "I wonder if Fumihito-sama had any food laying around the house. Let's go check it out, Natsuji." I said. He looked at a scorned Akita for only a moment and said "Let's go, senpai." We searched for food, but only found some sake, rice, spices and a bit of bread. "Do you want some rice?" I asked. He sighed and nodded. It was probably that there was no better option. We got a pot and some water and put it to boil. We then added the rice and spices as it was heating up. I did not want my rice to be too mushy. Natsuji thankfully thought the same way. We made enough for 4 people. When we got back to the room, we were shocked to see a cocky Chihiro there in the room. "Chi-chan snuck inside." Juro said. "I just wanted to check in on my favorite cousin!" he said as he ruffled his hair. Juro smiled. It seemed that Juro was simply used to everyone treating him like the baby of the clan. He was the 10th son of the founder's first son. While it was ultimately meaningless as Yukiya was only 3rd in line, it carried clout for a minor clan desperate for its members.
