<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ae/Anime_Swimmer_03.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Takahiro "Tak-kun" Tsurugi</strong></span></span><br/><br/><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>    </td><td><br/>Ayumi's body shook and trembled, shuddering in delight as she too reached her peak. He'd seen that reaction many times before at this point, but it never failed to entertain and satisfy his own ego. It felt good knowing, as a man, that you could make a girl feel this good, to make her cum. Of course, it was also helpful that this particular girl seemed to be rather sensitive and thus more easily guided towards nirvana. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath, regaining his composure a bit more.<br/><br/><strong>"Geez, I wasn't planning on hogging her all to myself, Yasu. Calm down,"</strong> the swimmer responded to his complaining friend, though it was in a lighthearted tone, rather then an angry or irritated one. Inching backwards, his spent member slipped out of Ayumi's twitching hole, some of their combined juices already trickling out as a result. It was a rather perverted sight.<br/><br/><strong>"Hm~ That felt great though!"</strong> Voicing his satisfaction once more Takahiro, stretching his arms above his head before he let himself fall onto his side, his head leaning atop his fist and the elbow resting atop his pillow as he continued watching the other two members of their their three person relationship. Yasu scraped some of the mixed cum juices from her sex, telling her to clean it off his fingers. There was something about the other male that morning. Perhaps just a bad morning mood? Or perhaps some stress originating from somewhere? Ah, well, whatever the case was, he'd surely work it off now with Ayumi.<br/><br/>Rolling over onto his other side, Takahiro reached down beside the bed, fingers grasping the edge of a magazine. It was a sportsmagazine of which this particular issue focused on the swimming nationals coming up in a few months. There were a lot of articles about the events and even some of his rivals. Reading up on the competition was always good, his coach kept telling him. Rolling onto his back, he held the magazine above his head and began flipping through the pages, reading calmly as the other two went at it just a foot or so away from him.<br/></td></tr></tbody></table>