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Hiro:Hey, what are you pouting about for?
(It’s cute...)
Kenta:I’m not pouting!
Hiro:(Did I hit a nerve or something...?)
Kenta:It was supposed to be my induction day to the club and yet you were the one who got all the attention.
Our seniors just kept saying again and again how amazing you were.
Kenta:I mean I get it, you’ve got a great body, are an astounding athlete and are pretty damn hot.
Even as a man myself there are times I find myself pining for you, so I do totally get why everyone has put their hopes on you.
Kenta:Woah! What’s wrong!?
Hiro:You’re trying to kill me here...
Kenta:Huh...!? You feeling sick or something?
Hiro:(Goddamn is he adorable. I just want to get home quickly so I can jerk off while reminiscing about that naked body of his...!)
Hiro:Kenta, we seriously need to work hard for the club.
Kenta:S-sure! But why are you suddenly...
Hiro:And I’ve got to work my hardest to actually get him to fall for me...!
The next day
Mr Crouch:Alrighty then, Masurao-style Kendo has two major tournaments each year.
One of them is the Masumara Festival, and the other is the Masurao-style Kendo Nationals.
Kenta:Isn’t the Masumara Festival the one run by the shrine?
Hiro:I’ve never seen naked men there though?
Isn’t it just your normal festival where stalls are set up around town?
Mr Crouch:During the entire period of the festival, the only ones allowed to enter the Masurao Shrine grounds are adult men.
Since you two only entered adulthood last year, I suppose you haven’t experience it yet?
During the festival dicks are judged based on their size, their shape, and their outer beauty and the number one dick of the town is decided.
It’s a festival where it is well known that after the judging is completed, loads of alcohol is served up and all the bastards of the town spill their load here and there as a wish for the prosperity of future generations.
Mr Crouch:Kenta, approach me.
Kenta:Got it...!
Mr Crouch:Alright, well if you consider the match at the festival one of judging beauty then the Nationals are one where your strength is challenged.
The Nationals are sponsored by city hall with the goal of aiding in the development of the town’s young men.
While the city hall and shrine are established counterparts, the incredibly bad relationship between the two does cause quite the trouble at times.
Mr Crouch:The rules at Nationals are clear as day. You hit your dicks up against one another and the first one to ejaculate is the loser. Got that?
Kenta:...for sure!
Mr Crouch:Alrighty then! Begin...!
Kenta:Like... like this?
Mr Crouch:That’s it! Hit your dick up against mine with all your might now!
Kenta:(Damn Sir...! He really is so damn cool...)
(With that muscular chest and big dick of his... He truly gives off the air of adult sexuality...)
Mr Crouch:I’m not gonna go easy on ya just because it’s your first time.
Kenta:Got it...! Hi! ...hi...ya!
Mr Crouch:you're good! Now put more power into that dick of yours!
Kenta:Right...!
Hiro:...haa haa...! Calm down myself!
This is a traditional sports. What we’re doing right now is a sport...!
Hiro:(Kenta might be cute as hell but I shouldn’t be looking at him so lasciviously!)
(Fuck...! My dick’s so hard it hurts...!)
to be continued