Onakura Pt. 03

Just before he rounded the corner of the gym at last period, he pulled his phone out to check for messages but was disappointed to see that he didn't have a response yet. He figured that probably gave him his answer right there, and shrugged. At least he had tried. There were five other girls to be friends with anyway.

When he rounded the corner and headed for the classroom at the end of the hall, he was surprised to see Kaori leaning against the door. She saw him approach and stared at him with a blank expression, which made him incredibly nervous. Was she angry and waiting to give him a piece of her mind? He slowed his pace but continued walking toward her as their eyes met.

"Hey," he said as he drew closer, trying to keep things friendly. No one else was around but they might be inside the classroom already.

Kaori kicked herself away from the wall and turned to face him fully. "Hey. Got your message. Thanks."

Benjiro was relieved but surprised. "Of course! Anything I can do to help."

Kaori eyed him skeptically but nodded. "I don't...make friends easily. Aiko puts up with my bullshit but no one else really gets me. It would be nice to have a male friend since apparently I need that."

Benjiro didn't want to be late for the club but he was very interested in this new development between them. He wanted to encourage their friendship so he didn't hurry her along.

"You know, it's none of my business but..." He sheepishly scratched his head. "If you really don't like guys then you don't have to force yourself to like me. I wouldn't want that. I want you to like me because I'm...me."

Kaori nodded. "Yeah, I know. I didn't say I made sense. It's something I want so I'm choosing to do it. Like this club. I can get turkey baster ammo from anyone but I'm choosing to do this the way I wanna do it. No one is forcing me but me."

Benjiro found that answer the most satisfying. He nodded back and smiled. "Wanna sit by me today?"

Kaori gave him a mocking expression and punched his shoulder, pretty hard. "Are we dating now? Just go in and sit and if I feel like it I'll sit next to you."

Benjiro laughed even though the punch kind of hurt, and he followed her inside the classroom.

Turns out everyone else was inside already, and as he entered Sakura shot him a look that was a little chastising but then she winked at him and turned back to the person she was talking to next to her, Onsu. Others were talking to their fellow teammates too, which was really nice to see, and when Kaori took her seat at the end of the line of people Benjiro made sure not to hurry as he shed his jacket and shoes but did finally sit next to her.

The air was definitely different already, and even Kira didn't seem as arrogant as she spoke with Junichiro. Coach was already at the podium and when he saw Benjiro enter he checked off the last name on his clipboard and smacked the podium to get their attention.

"Bottoms off!" he said loudly.

The club members all obediently stood from their chairs and pulled their skirts/pants/underwear off all the way, which was a competition rule to keep from being encumbered during a performance. There was no rule about full nudity, though most of the girls seemed to prefer it. Before experiencing this himself, Benjiro would have thought that they would be more shy and reticent to expose themselves, maybe keeping as much of their bodies covered as possible. He was pleasantly surprised at how open they were with their bodies. That was a good thing for them as a coed club since their comfort with naked bodies of the opposite sex would only help them in their eventual quest for procreation.

Coach was reading from his clipboard still and somehow seemed completely detached from the overt sexuality of his students as they stripped naked or masturbated. He was a good teacher in that respect but it was surprising that he was so focused, including when he had done genital exams for the girls as well as the boys. The boys all felt perfectly comfortable around him and it seemed the girls were fine with his presence too. There was something about the man that precluded him from being considered "pervy" or creepy in ways that other men might seem. Of course the school would very carefully vet teachers for the coaching position in this club to avoid issues of that nature. Maybe he was incapable of being aroused due to some medical condition or very specific sexual orientation. Benjiro never asked and had no plans to inquire about it.

"Our first graded competition," Coach said to them all. "Listen carefully as some of these rules may be modified from what you're used to. Boys, I already know your preferred signals for orgasm and we don't need to measure length, but it is preferred that you give an audible alert."

Hideki raised his hand respectfully, but Coach was already prepared.

"Hideki," he said, "I know you're already approved for a hand signal. Don't worry about it, that's fine."

Aiko, sitting next to Hideki, was curious. "Why only a hand signal, if I might ask?"

Hideki blushed and turned his face away from her, but cleared his throat and explained: "I have a hard time concentrating once I climax, and I score better if I can remain quiet. It's not against the rules even for competitive meets."

Coach nodded in agreement. "Hand signals are approved if you let me know ahead of time. Of course, verbal alerts are still preferred. Just makes things easier for the coaches and it would be considered polite to future sexual partners to communicate the event clearly. Okay, enough about that. We have twelve orgasms to grade now so we need to keep it moving.

"Girls, since this is the first time I have graded your orgasms, please be aware of the following rules. Number one: you must signal both the beginning and end of your orgasm to get points for it. Most competitive meets will require you to wear a heart monitor and have the referee do a close inspection of your genitals to correctly gauge your claim, so be aware of that. You can fake it all you want here but if you want to stay in the club you better bring your real A game to the meets. They don't mess around there and you'd be surprised how easily they can spot a cheater. My advice is to stay honest and recognize that you're here to learn how to have an effective and reliable orgasm, not how to fake one. With that said, rule number two: if you fail to orgasm you'll still get participation points that the boys don't. I don't have to explain to you that female orgasms are not required for procreation but they certainly help!

"Boys, things are going to be standard for you except for one new rule: one hand only."

The boys looked surprised at this, exchanging glances and even opening their mouths to protest the new rule. Coach saw it coming though and gestured for them to calm down.

"Now, now. I know that's not a popular rule and some of you have worked on techniques that involve both hands. This is not my choice, it's something that the club association is enforcing as a means of combating what they consider 'counteractive measures' of preparing you for vaginal intercourse. Of course if you use an onahole or other vagina-simulating device, there is no rule about how to hold or manipulate the device. But, if you rely on your own hand for achieving orgasm, I'm afraid my hands are tied."

Benjiro glanced at Sakura, who flashed him a sympathetic look. He had maintained his record for faster orgasm partly due to his two-handed technique. This was bad news for him if he was going to keep his title. He knew he could still reliably orgasm with one hand but now he would have to practice with an alternate method.

Paolo spoke up, slowly putting the pieces of what he heard together in his own language and then translating his reaction back into theirs: "No more...eh, both hands?"

Coach pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. "Yes, Paolo. That is correct. I know you have, um...well, a special situation with your penis and that might present an issue with what you're used to doing. You might consider using a device that accommodates your size."

Paolo seemed confused but he was trying his best to keep up despite the language barrier. Onsu caught on that he was struggling and spoke up on his behalf: "Coach, I think Paolo might not be able to physically use a device. Is that really fair?"

Coach shrugged. "If he can't use a simulated vagina, then how is he going to use a real one? Oh, girls, when I say 'use a real one' I hope you understand I'm not objectifying you or your bodies. We're just speaking in strictly medical terms here."

Junichiro reached across Izumi and patted Paolo on the shoulder. "Hey pal, don't worry. It's not like you're gonna have any problems getting real pussy after you graduate."

Paolo nodded, though he still looked downtrodden. "Yes, is true. Still get pussy."

"Ok, time to get started," Coach announced. "Let's just go in the order that you're sitting. So we'll start with Aiko and move down the line. Aiko, when you're ready you may begin and I'll start the timer as soon as you touch your genital area. Oh, rule number three in case it wasn't a rule for you girls before: whether or not you are actually masturbating, I start the stopwatch as soon as you touch anywhere below the waist and above the knee. With varying techniques I can't be expected to know the precise moment you start."

Aiko nodded and stood, sucking on two fingers and spitting on them heavily before readying them near her rear entrance. She glanced at Coach and nodded again firmly, then stuck her fingers up her butt as he started the timer.

The rest of the club watched in respectful silence as she masturbated. She worked her pussy with firm rubbing and clit flicking while her other hand busied itself with fucking her asshole. Benjiro couldn't help but register that she was using both hands, which was apparently still okay for the girls. He needed to get past that and tried his best to focus on watching his teammate to learn her specific techniques and appreciate them. Watching the girls masturbate would help him please a future partner so it was very beneficial.

Aiko was pretty rough with her anus but it paid off well. She barely needed more than a minute before she was crying out and whimpering. At around the two minute mark she announced her climax and closed her eyes tightly as the pleasure coursed through her. She kept two fingers buried in her ass and pulled sharply at her mound as she moaned and her face flushed. Coach watched her closely and had his pencil ready to record her final time. She seemed to go on for a long few seconds before she finally said: "Ugh, finished!"

Then she sat down and breathed in deeply before letting out a satisfied sigh. She grabbed a wipe and cleaned off her fingers. Coach was writing down some additional notes along with her final time.

"Nice work, Aiko," he said while looking down at the clipboard. "Two minutes, twenty six seconds. Keep in mind that anal stimulation might not be a reliable means of orgasm when you're with a partner, but of course we encourage experimentation since it leads to more rewarding, and thus more frequent, intercourse. Next up, Koji."

One by one, the students each stood and readied themselves before giving the signal and getting down to business. Each student watched their peers respectfully, and the boys especially seemed glued to their female counterparts. Kaori was only glued to the girls and Paolo, of course. Benjiro watched excitedly as he waited for his turn as the last participant, especially when Sakura eventually stood and masturbated.

Between each boy's turn (and for Izumi since she squirts every time) they were required to clean up their fluids before the next person went. Before it hadn't mattered when they weren't being graded, but now the amount of semen needed to actually be considered. Koji had squirted out a few ropes of watery cum that splashed in droplets and made the overall amount a little difficult to accurately measure, and thankfully it wasn't a scientific process but rather just Coach visually checking and giving an arbitrary score of one, two or three depending on whether it was a small, medium and large load. Most of the boys were medium except for Benjiro and Paolo, who could probably score a four if that number was ever available. For club meets with other schools, the opposing coaches had to agree on their scores so there wasn't any reason to inflate the numbers, as the referee would step in and overrule any arguments.

Hina took the longest to cum, with her rather soft and small circular movements that she always used to get off, but her orgasm lasted the longest of any of the girls. She also did a wonderfully arousing thing as soon as her orgasm started, turning around suddenly and spreading her ass so Coach could see her holes as they winked and pulsed. The contractions of her pelvic floor were very evident and her cries and whimpers throughout showed just how good it must have felt. She was more of a slow burn competitor apparently which just meant she would trade her speed score for her length score. Watching her spread her ass and show off her holes made all of the boys very horny, even those who have cum already. Masturbating after your turn didn't count for any additional points but it was technically allowed as long as it didn't interfere with the person presently competing. Koji was continuing to stroke his boner as he observed his teammate, and Onsu was casually playing with himself too.

Masturbating before your turn was strictly forbidden of course, but by the time Kira stood and held her giant dildo ready, she was leaking down her leg and her pussy was red and swollen from arousal. Coach noticed how horny she looked, even in her face, so he wondered if having to sit and watch so many teammates (instead of just a few like they were used to) was an unfair advantage. He would have to discuss this with the club association at the next regional conference.

Kira plunged her dildo right up into her cunt and fucked herself hard and fast. She usually kept her moans and whimpers very quiet while she competed but today she was much less inhibited. She let out the most wonderful utterances as she fucked herself, grunting and crying out at times, and finally after only a little over a minute her legs quivered and her knees almost buckled. She signaled that she was "C-cumming!" and she jammed her dildo as far into her pussy as it would go, thrusting her hips forward and spasming beautifully while the pleasure washed over her. Coach was impressed at how long she came and definitely gave her a score of three for length. Female orgasm length was so subjective that he didn't like to hand out high scores for that for fear that it would be disputed during a meet, but he didn't think anyone would argue in Kira's case, or Hina's.

When it was Paolo's turn to jerk off, he seemed to struggle with only using one hand like the new rules stated. He was plenty hard after watching all the girls who had gone before him, but with only one hand to manipulate his massive penis he found himself not receiving the stimulation that he was accustomed to. Coach noted this, though he wouldn't detract any points for it, but he knew he had to do something to help the boy compete. Not being able to orgasm successfully during a school meet was not unheard of but it was somewhat embarrassing. Though Coach was a stickler for the rules, he was also extremely compassionate with his students and truly wanted them to succeed, not just in the club but later in life.

"Paolo," he spoke up from the podium, interrupting him. "Let's pause for a second."

Paolo had been concentrating and took a moment to stop jerking his cock. "Is no good?"

"No, no, it's fine," Coach assured him. "Sorry to interrupt but I think this is important. Everyone, the one-handed rule is going to be tough for some of you, and I know you weren't prepared for it. You've been practicing with your normal routines and it takes time to develop and perfect a new masturbatory method. In Paolo's case, I think that forcing him to use just one hand is not very productive for the purposes of the club because intercourse is not going to feel anything like what one hand feels like for him. We need to consider the overall goal here."

Paolo nodded, grateful for Coach's understanding. He was still sprouting proudly but he put his hands on his hips and stood in waiting with his meat on display.

"Coach?" Onsu spoke up, raising his hand.

"Yes Onsu?" Coach replied.

"Paolo is allowed to use one device," Onsu explained, "but he usually doesn't use one because it's difficult to find one that works for his size. Maybe we're thinking about the wrong type of device."

Coach was intrigued. "Explain."

Onsu looked up at Paolo from his seat. "Paolo, have you considered an anal toy?"

Paolo cocked his head. "In my...azz?"

Onsu nodded. "It would count as your one device, right?"

Coach looked over the podium at the table where each student crate was. "No one else uses an anal toy except for Aiko, and we're not allowed to share toys of course, but would something like that work for you, Paolo?"

Paolo shrugged. "Is worth trying, no?"

Aiko nodded, somewhat enthused by someone else incorporating anal stimulation into their routine like she had been doing already. "I would gladly let him use my toy, but..."

Coach nodded. "It is strictly forbidden to share toys, as you all know. I'd love to make an exception just for him to try it out but it's not worth the risk. If either of you got sick from sharing a toy, the club would be immediately disbanded. Sorry Paolo."

Kaori spoke up, not bothering to raise her hand. "Could you make an exception for someone mimicking the toy just this once?"

Coach was intrigued. "What do you mean exactly?"

Kaori was staring at Paolo's huge cock which was staying impossibly hard throughout this conversation. "Before anyone spends money on a toy, it's worth seeing if it works in the first place, right? I...could maybe...finger Paolo's ass for him, just this once, and see how well it works. Seems like he would know immediately. I know it violates the rules about touching but it's just for this one time to experiment."

Coach thought about it for a moment. He was not a fan of his student violating the rules, especially one as serious as the "no touching" rule, but he also felt compassion for Paolo having to suddenly abide by the new "one hand" rule without any warning. He finally nodded.

"Okay, but..." He looked at each one of them seriously. "This can't leave the classroom. No one is allowed to tell anyone else about this. Paolo, you also have to consent."

Paolo nodded, his face very stern and serious. "Yes, I am agree."

Kaori couldn't help but smile, even though she had never touched a man intimately before. She hesitantly moved behind Paolo and kneeled down on the floor to put her face level with his ass. Her heart was beating rapidly as she licked her index finger and got it wet with saliva.

"Let me know when you're ready," she said to him.

Paolo spread his legs slightly and closed his eyes. "Ready."

"Let's do a short trial," Coach suggested. "Paolo, make sure you're vocal with Kaori so she knows what to do."

Paolo nodded, his eyes still closed, and Kaori slowly reached up to spread his cheeks apart, exposing his hairy butthole. She wasn't repulsed by it like she would have thought previously. Maybe it was because she was fascinated with his giant cock enough to overcome the trepidation, or maybe she was just horny. Her hand was shaking as she reached up with her slimy fingertip and gently pressed it against his pucker. Paolo didn't make a sound at that, but when she circled it and pressed harder, he let out a small groan.