New Story: OMOI WARS

[muscl4life]

Hey guys!

This story depictures some fantasies that I've come to realize are very, very special to me, in fact they represent what I truly like to write about this genre. It was strongly inspired by size difference, but mostly the idea of extreme contrasts supplementing each other, and the trigger might be such amazing scenes like http://i.imgur.com/VvZr9.jpg or this http://i.imgur.com/dj2km.jpg and especially this one http://i.imgur.com/SDwNo.jpg

So, loosely based in this anime style I built this little fantasy world which borrows elements from japanese pop-culture (nothing really deep, just words and expressions that I could find online, I won't pretend to understand something that I really don't, it's just for the sake of my own amusement). The story happens in a world which is not ours, in a time I can't precise - there will be stuff that seems anachronism (is the word right?) but don't worry, I took a MAJOR poetic license with this story...

I hope you enjoy this story, but I am very happy to write it because it represents to me a very personal taste that I finally decided to turn into a story.

I give you...

OMOI WARS

A story by Muscl4life

GLOSSARY:

Koudo: The Known Lands, which is not located in our Earth, or perhaps a parallel version of it.

Capital City: The political Center of Koudo, its modernity contrasts with the delayed development of the Provinces subjected to its domain. The Capital City is currently governed by the Council.

Kaigi (aka The Council): After Emperor Shinji died without pointing his successor, the Warring Clans established this transitional organ that would govern until the Clans reached an agreement about the next ruler of Koudo.

Enforcers: Military Forces who currently follow the orders issued by The Council.

Heirless Emperor: A former local king of the land currently known as Capital City whose name was Shinji Takenaka. The Heirless Emperor brought all the battling nations of Koudou under his control, but in order to establish Peace, Shinjin abdicated the right to enthrone his next of kin, upon his death a new Emperor should be pointed by him.

Omoi: Giant men with uncanny size and musculature, they are feared and revered by their inhuman strength.

Rise of the Fearsome Hordes: Historical event which took place many centuries before Shinjin Takenaka united the People of Koudo. According to reports the Fearsome Hordes were composed by furious Omoi peasant who rebelled against a tyrant who wanted to enslave their kind.

Seikou: They are fearsome stealth agents who carry a peculiar mark: their astonishing beauty and fresh juvenile looks.

Warring Clans: Former Noble families who used to rule the other Provinces. According to the Armistice enacted by Shinjin Takenaka, they should follow the Ruler indicated by the Heirless Emperor.

Chapter 1

As the opulent war aircrafts took off towards the Capital, I could tell the villagers were both relieved and worried to finally see me going away, but I didn’t blame them. After all, people truly believed in those dreadful stories and nasty rumors about Omoi– they have been taught to respect the humongous beings of enormous musculature and uncanny strength through an utmost fear of the slightest movement we make.


I wasn’t born there, Grandpa Fusao brought me along with my older brothers Teru and Itsuki to that village in the Old Province back when I was just a little boy…(Well I was little compared to my size today but I wasn’t actually little…by that time I was just as tall as most of the adult men and more muscular than the strongest ones).

Townspeople completely ignored that the old man named Fusao has once been one of the most influent scribes of the Heirless Emperor, but after losing his only son and daughter-in-law in subsequent conspiracy plots, he decided to take us as far from the Capital as possible. The wise scribe preferred live a simpler life at the country than having his grandchildren victimized in such dangerous political games.

Since most of the noble Warring Clans were simply terrified with the open predilection the Ruler-with-no-Future displayed towards his most loyal advisor. They would do absolutely everything to prevent the sick ruler would to choose Grand Keeper Fusao Ichikawa as his successor instead one of the many candidates available in the Warring Clans, and they grew increasingly impatient with the silence of their Emperor about the announcement of his successor.

Most of people would spend their whole life without ever seeing Omoi, because there are very few of us. History tells that Omoi used to be more numerous before the event known as The Rise of Fearsome Hordes – in which a small army of Omoi peasants easily crushed the forces sent by the Warring Clans to enslave them. However, upon bringing the arrogant Noble Casts to their knees, the humongous fighters displayed no will for ruling, and without any explanation they have simply parted and were never seen again, only a few Omoi were born for many centuries.

Beings like me are feared as the massively muscular monsters but at the same time, we are seen as brave protectors of the oppressed people, there are even wicked prophecies foreseeing that Omoi would return when the cruelty and unfairness became unbearable. For such reasons, rumors of an Omoi living among farmers in the Old Province soon spread throughout the lands and people came from distant places to see my unnatural size, strength and musculature while I did menial jobs.

As you might have guessed, I never understood the reasons for my size and strength. According to Grandpa’s explanation, Omoi are born regular baby boys but as soon as they leave the maternal womb, their bodies start growing so much faster and more intensely than the rest of men that with just a few months, most of them can walk, talk and lift heavy objects. And I had been no exception to that rule.

My body developed in such amazing pace that my older brothers were always smaller and much weaker than me, regardless the 6 year difference between me and my eldest brother Teru. We used to play outside in the fields, me carrying my brothers like a father would carry his toddlers, if that father was half as muscular or strong as I was back then, people would already be impressed, but being an Omoi meant that my body was far bigger and more muscular than any non-Omoi could ever become.

Of course, that also meant I ate much more in one meal than the rest of my family would consume in a month, so we had to work pretty hard to have enough meat and vegetables to support my ever growing physique, but thanks to Grandpa’s great knowledge, we always have used the best techniques to optimize production and since I am stronger than any bull, I could do the heavy work very easily.

As time passed and Grandpa grew older, my brothers and I assumed most of the work in farm.

At 22 years old, Teru was the eldest and for that reason he was responsible for managing the finances and getting permission from Grandpa to sell our excessive products in the town fair (although we never actually had excessive goods since I ate like a monster).

Twenty year old Itsuki took care of the kitchen, and he loved to cook all the food I needed.

I have been doing the heavy duties around the farm ever since I remember, and in fact I was very happy to release my delicate siblings from such hard work, they were so tiny, delicate and weak…I always felt I should make them safe and comfortable, and my increasing strength meant I had no trouble to do the job of thirty men in half of the time they would take.

The house grew smaller as I grew bigger. At some point Grandpa ordered us to build a new isle, where my humongous frame wouldn’t be so tight and uncomfortable, and my brothers would finally have a fair space to sleep instead of being cornered by my grotesquely muscular bulk taking all the space in the one room we used to share.

I have to admit that being an Omoi is not always easy; especially when I notice the burden my enormous size has been on my family.

I didn’t want to be so different, I once tried to starve myself to see if my body would decrease in size, but the hunger eventually ravished me and I attacked everything that moved. I practically devoured the entire month’s production in one meal, I ate with such voracity that Grandpa forbade me to ever try that again. It was the only time he ever raised his voice to me, nonetheless I could tell he was truly worried.

Perhaps the most uncomfortable part of being an Omoi was the effect it caused in the tiny men around me. They were always insecure and afraid that I could crush them at any moment, I could see it on Teru’s behavior – my elder brother was a good hearted man, but he feared me to such point that he never truly looked me in the eyes, he even called me Shuhan (leader) no matter how I asked him not to do that.

Fortunately, Itsuki didn’t act like Teru. He was always calm and never complained to cook for me whenever he heard my growling stomach. He gently served the table and sat along with me during my near endless feasts.

Many times he spent the night awake to make sure that my inhumanly huge breakfast would be ready by the time I came back from my work in the farm. But even Itsuki didn’t see me as just his little brother, he called me Yuusha (superior being) and I could tell he truly believed in the prophecies.

The shocking contrast of such paradoxical behaviors always got me insecure about my future. The bigger I grew, the more my muscles developed, the more my appetite increased, so did my fear. I didn’t want to become an evil brute, neither I wanted to be some kind of savior to the rest of men…I just wanted to live my life in peace.

One particular day, we heard the unmistakable noises of the flying vehicles of the Capital’s armies. They landed in the outskirts of the valley and came in town in fancy vehicles to boast the famous prosperity in the capital of the Empire.

Although these men were very well armored and their guns intimidated me (because I have never seen them before), I could also tell they were visibly shaking inside them once they took a peek in my size.

I had just turned 16 years but already my body excelled any possible expectation: I stood at 7 and-a-half feet tall and weighed more than three adult male bulls together.

The width of my shoulders and the thickness of my muscles covered only by this sheer layer of simple fabric most of which was used in attempt to cover my humongous manhood, the monumental stance of my glorious physique that I poorly try to disguise by arching my back could not be hidden.

We allowed them inside the house and they spoke to Grandpa in the official Imperial Idiom, a very truncated and polite dialect that we have learned from the best teacher possible and for that reason the Imperial sounded very natural to my trained ears.

After the leader of the soldiers spoke, I noticed that the look on grandpa’s face was a mix of frustration and mockery.

“Kenta, why don’t you answer that man?” He looked at me and I suddenly lowered my eyes in respect, my entire body flushed with shame. I didn’t want to seem nosy, it was impolite and not the manners Fusao has taught his grandchildren.

“There’s no problem, Kenta. Since these men assume you and your brothers are uneducated peasants, you have my permission to respond in the proper tone and grammar I have taught you. Their ruthless treatment to the delicate elegance of our national idiom is a real sore for old ears like mine.”

Grandpa smiled at me, so I knew I had permission to speak freely.

“I…am Kenta Ichikawa, son of Daichi. We have been living here for eleven years now…” The sound of deep voice was manly and low, but their guts still reverberated with the echoing of my guttural husky tone.

“The man you have called peasant is Fusao Ichikawa, the Grand Keeper of the Language, and it upsets me to witness a guest to his house speak in such impolite manner. I ask you to apologize and conduct yourselves in the proper way an Enforcer is expected to act.”

The Enforcers’ eyes widened. They never expected such an enormous figure to have an elaborated vocabulary, but the tone also delivered a very explicit message authorized by Grandpa. If they tried anything against us, they would know the fury of my humongous muscles. I didn’t really like to sound so menacing, but it was necessary and grandpa had given me his permission to protect my family.

“W-w…we came here in the name of the Council, Master Ichikawa. It has come to their knowledge that your grandson is an Omoi, and according to the Law he is required to be trained with the others like him in the National Dojo, where he will learn to be loyal and respectful to the Nation…” The Enforcer said, trying to ignore my immense figure.

Grandpa waved the head in sadness. “My grandson is not a criminal, officer. This place where you want him to go is much like a prison. He is supposed to be live there with other Omoi under strict surveillance of the Mercenary Forces.”

My eyes widened, and I just said. “Are there many others like me…in this Dojo?”

My grandfather shot a disapproval look at me, and I instantly regretted my question, but the Enforcer seized the opportunity to satisfy my youthful curiosity.

“The National Dojo is a respected institute where the Omoi will be properly treated, and we’ll make sure you will learn how to control your strength and to use your immense power to the Good of the Country…”

“In other words, you just want him to become a spoiled mindless soldier who will never dare to question the Council’s expansionist cravings.” Teru intervened. My eldest brother had inherited my grandfather’s free spirit, and under my protection he could speak whatever came to his clever mind.

The Enforcers exchanged looks. Normally, they would have arrested Teru for such behavior, but I wouldn’t allow those tiny weaklings to hurt my family. I simply my neck and they dropped their guns on the ground.

“Young Kenta, you have to understand that the Nation needs your services. Our rivals are gathering powerful allies among the Omoi, your strength and power exceeds any technology and military power we have. You might see us as threat to your family, but what if enemy armies invade helped by their own Omoi? You might even protect them, but what about all the innocent families that live across the nation? Who is gonna protect them?”

That little man was very clever. He knew exactly how to break through my initial distrust. I looked over Grandpa and he just sighed, but it was Itsuki the one to calm my internal turmoil.

“Little brother…You have a tremendous power within. Maybe this village is far too small for it. You must consider the idea of protecting the most you can.”
Teru seemed shocked with such advice.

“Are you crazy? If that war truly comes, we’ll need him at our side and not far away in the capital!”

Grandpa Fusao finally decided. He spoke calmly but with such authority that those soldiers now truly believed he was the Grand Keeper.

“That’s enough, boys. I can tell Kenta wants to join the Dojo, and he shall do it with my blessings. But first we must prepare, he’ll meet you in the sunset. ” He said at once, which caused general shock among us.


Grandpa insisted that I should go with them so I get to know other Omoi like me, to answer all the questions I still had about myself.

I didn’t want to leave my town neither my family, but this was the opportunity of my life.

I showed up at the Enforcers’ camp and they flew me in those huge vehicles all the way to the National Dojo which was a complex of palaces that covered the size of dozens of villages like the ones I used to leave.

The Enforcers only joined me to the front gigantic wooden doors, but once they were opened I was on my own. I followed the long corridor all the way to this amazingly huge wooden room where another massive man like me dressed in rich purple silk robes sat in a heavy chair and took notes in different machines and books.

“Welcome to the National Dojo, fellow Omoi. What is your name?” I was talking to another Omoi like me, for sure. His dark tan, massive muscles and the unbelievable size of his physique proved to me that I was not alone.

I was so amazed to see someone who had similar gargantuan proportions that I failed to answer such a simple question.

“Hey there…I know you’re admiring the looks, but would you mind answering me? I don’t want to spend the whole morning here.”

I blushed intensely. “I am Kenta Ichikawa Master…”

“Damn kid… …I am not your Master, my name is Roku and I’m another student here at the intermediate level.”

I stammered, how could I have been so stupid? “Oh… I am sorry…I didn’t mean to upset you.”

I noticed the fellow huge muscular man was indeed taller, but he didn’t seem quite as massive as me. He actually bobbed his head once he took a better look in my skimpy clothes around such enormous features.

“Don’t worry rookie, you were just shocked to find another Omoi. Most of guys do the same. Now, here’s your card… get yourself ready for the orientation. Your room is in the West Wing of the Palace.”

I shook my head and tried to obey as fast as I could, the place was actually much bigger than I anticipated, although most of my life I’ve been squeezing my humongous frame in the tiny house we had.

At least now I could walk comfortable inside the enormous palace which housed the National Dojo.

There were several Omoi there, all massively muscled and incredibly handsome as well. For once, I felt that the bronze tan of my muscles and the thick greenish shade of the thick veins covering my chiseled physique fitted in perfectly.

I have shaved and cut my hair very short to make a better presentation, because the curls made me look boyish (although I’m only 16), but most of the men in the Dojo liked to display facial hair.

The other thing that struck me was the number of regular guys probably much younger me that also walked freely around the Dojo. They all seemed so happy, bubbly, and very much comfortable, which was not expected compared to my previous experience. They didn’t seem to fear Omoi like the rest of people I’ve known.

“You seem new here, can I help you?” One boy asked in a very friendly tone. He wore big round glasses that framed his petite face. He had such cute expression; his features were so delicate and fragile, but at the same time he had a confidence that was not expected in such little skinny guy.

“Oh, erm…I’m sorry…I am looking for my room. The Omoi named Roku pointed me towards the Western Wing…but this place is so huge…”

The little guy shook his head. “Let me see your card…Ah…Like I’ve anticipated. Roku sent you to the wrong wing just so you wandered aimless around the place. He just loves to play tricks on the newcomers. The beginners’ quarts are not far from here, I can show you the place, if you want.”

“That’s okay… I would never want to disturb you…” I was so red and nervous my skin was covered in sweat.

“Nonsense, it’s actually a duty of another Dojo member to help a fellow student.” He smiled and gently grabbed my hand. “You have to move along, Kenta-san. I can’t drag an Omoi you know?”

I just blushed again and followed the beautiful tiny boy; it actually took me a few seconds to realize what he meant by “a fellow Dojo member”.

“So, you also study here…I thought this place was for Omoi…” I was actually surprised at how harsh my assumptions sounded, but the little guy just chuckled as he looked up at me.

“That’s okay; most of people think the same. Omoi are accepted in this dojo but not exclusively, you know? In fact, for each Omoi we have about twelve Seikou around here.”

The little guy didn’t even need to hear my obvious next question to answer it.

“Heh, Seikou is just a nickname you Omoi came up for guys like me. I think it’s so cute, and…naughty at the same time.” I clearly didn’t understand why he blushed, but it also made me go even redder.

“Yoshi? Oh there you are! I’ve been looking for you all over the place!”

The thundering voice was soon joined by an equally tremendous muscular bulk. He was clearly the biggest Omoi I’ve seen so far, but then again I haven’t seen many at that point. A man with long dark brown hair down to his massively thick shoulders dressed only in silk pants and sandals approached. His porcelain skin made his muscles look so beautiful in their pearly tone.

Yoshi suddenly let go of my hand, but made it in a very discrete manner, almost like he didn’t want the other Omoi to ever notice we were holding hands, as task in which he clearly failed.

“I’m right here Naito, just helping our friend Kenta to find his room.” The little man said without ever losing his calm temper.

Meanwhile, the Omoi seemed a bit nervous and distressed, he just looked at me from head to toe, and I could tell he immediately stuffed his amazingly powerful chest.

“Greetings, Rookie. I’m Naito Suzuki, Welcome to the Dojo!” He said in a military tone and shook my hand.

“I’m honored to meet you, Naito. My name is Kenta, and Yoshi was just giving me a little help, because this place is so big!” I have to say that was the strongest handshake I’ve ever had, but he also seemed impressed with the strength I shook his hand.

Maybe it was an Omoi thing, but I felt that I should not let that guy think I was just a silly young boy.

“Is that so? Well, you’re in luck. Yoshi is the sweetest and most helpful Seikou in this whole school.” There was something in his tone that made the little guy upset, he just looked to the ground like he was ashamed for something.

“Don’t worry, Naito. Yoshi was just telling me how he admires your strength and power; he truly admires your accomplishments in the Dojo.”

I didn’t know why exactly I said that, but it had the impact I desired. The expression in the Omoi’s face changed immediately and he opened a big smile.

“Heh, you have to forgive the little guys, they’re easily impressed with any strength demonstration. Sometimes we have to make sure they don’t get too overwhelmed, if you know what I mean.”

He carefully kneeled and picked the little guy in his massive arms and gently nested him. Yoshi seemed very happy with that and when I looked back at Naito, the guy just blinked at me, and I pretended I had understood.

“Erm…your room is just over there, Kenta-san. Thanks for letting me join your company.” The little guy pointed to the corridor I had to follow and I smiled at the two of them.

“Alright then, I’m sure I’ll find it now, thanks for your help Yoshi.” I said while turned my back on them, but I could still hear them whispering.

“Naito-san, you know that I only have eyes for you.”

“Well, that guy is just a rookie, what will happen when he start growing? Will you prefer him over me? You might as well…Yoshi…Yoshi stop that…you know it tickles me…don’t…Yoshi…oh you little rascal…” I didn't understand what they talked about but for some reason I knew they would be alright on their own as well.

To be continued.

[redkage]

One word: Nice

[cutlerfan]

Awesome pictures!

[muscl4life]

Originally Posted by redkage

One word: Nice

Thanks!

Originally Posted by cutlerfan

Awesome pictures!

Thanks for your comment, but these pictures are not mine, I just found them in the internet. If someone knows more about this artist or where we can get more from his amazing art, please do share with us

[skumbum]

Nice chapter.

[anglekindle]

You got the title idea from Summer Wars didn't you.

[muscl4life]

Originally Posted by anglekindle

You got the title idea from Summer Wars didn't you.

Just to see how clueless I am about anime and japanese culture, I was totally innocent about the title. It would be initially "National Dojo for Omoi and Seikou" but in the last moment is changed it. I didn't know there was a movie called "Summer Wars". But I am glad with the coincidence...I'm using some japanese words and concepts as guidelines, but I don't want to sound like I'm an expert.

Everything in this story just comes from the fantasy of humongously massive men interacting with delicate slender guys in more ways than just intimidating or bullying them.

I hope people enjoy the ride, because I most certainly am!
Cheers

[anglekindle]

Originally Posted by muscl4life

Just to see how clueless I am about anime and japanese culture, I was totally innocent about the title. It would be initially "National Dojo for Omoi and Seikou" but in the last moment is changed it. I didn't know there was a movie called "Summer Wars". But I am glad with the coincidence...I'm using some japanese words and concepts as guidelines, but I don't want to sound like I'm an expert.

Everything in this story just comes from the fantasy of humongously massive men interacting with delicate slender guys in more ways than just intimidating or bullying them.

I hope people enjoy the ride, because I most certainly am!
Cheers

Hurray for coincidences.

And I'm looking forward to chp 2.

[muscl4life]

Hey guys!

Thank you so much for your kind support. I am giving you the second part of this story. Hope you enjoy!

Cheers

OMOI WARS

GLOSSARY (continued)

Enko: Connection, affinity. The link established exclusively through penile penetration by the Omoi in the anus of the Seikou. It is believed that both of beings are strongly rewarded by such event.

Houyou: Embrace. This is a special kind of enko which can only be established between two Omoi.

Ichiban: The First One. Designates the first Seikou with whom an Omoi has established enko.

Oboko: Pure, virgin, untouched, immaculate. When applied to an Omoi it actually means that hasn?t yet penetrated the anus of a Seikou with his penis.

Shuhan/Yuusha: Two of the terms used to designate an Omoi assume different meanings when pronounced by Seikou. The first one indicates submission or perhaps excessive respect, and the latter establishes a sense of admiration or adulation towards the gifts of the Omoi.

Chapter 2

I followed the incredibly wide corridor and noticed several massive doors displaying the names of the students, so it didn?t take me long to find the room designated for me. I opened the doors and was gladly surprised to find very sumptuous accommodation.

It was much bigger than my old house, and with all the modern facilities that only could be found in the Capital province, I actually didn?t have any clue on operating such modern appliances, but I?ll have lots of fun while learning.
After taking a few moments to let the novelty sink inside my own head, I decided to unpack and get ready for orientation.

I looked at my skimpy peasant clothes and for one moment I wished I had something better to dress, but I should better get myself refreshed, so I carefully took off my clothes and turned around just to realize there was someone else in the room.

?OH! I?m sorry, I didn?t see you there?? I tried to cover my immense physique in a very awkward position, but it was even more pathetic than being caught naked.

?Heh, don?t worry friend. It wasn?t anything I hadn?t seen before, although yours is quite respectable, and I mean in it in Omoi terms.?

The man was not an Omoi, but he was clearly one of the biggest regular men I?ve seen. Probably as big as one Enforcer, he had straight dark brown hair in a bowl-shaped cut and a distinguished mustache.

?My name is Takeshi and I?m here to deliver your Dojo uniform. You have to wear it in formal ceremonies like the Orientation or the Evaluation, in the rest of the day you can dress with your regular clothes, although most of Omoi students prefer to keep these because of practical reasons.?

The man smiled as he handled me a huge pile of enormous kimonos, pants and sandals.

?Oh, thank you?I?m really glad to get those?I don?t have much clothing?? I said kind of embarrassed.

?Don?t worry, I know how it is. I?ve got two Omoi cousins, and clothing is always an issue. I talked to Roku at the reception and he told me that you were actually very big for a rookie, so I got you a bigger size to make sure you won?t outgrow them very fast.? Takeshi blinked at me and discretely moved towards the door.

?Thanks again, Takeshi-san. I appreciate your kindness.? I replied very politely like grandpa taught me.

?You have really nice manners, Kenta. I?m sure you were well educated. Now would you like something else?? Before I could reply we both heard the primal roar of my grueling stomach, and my immediate reaction was to go deep red and totally quiet.

?Oh, I am sorry, Kenta-san. That was so inconsiderate of me! Of course you must be starving, you?ve missed breakfast at the Great Hall, but I?ll have someone deliver your meal while you go ahead and freshen up.? Takeshi said as he left the room.

I thanked even though the guy had already left. Looking back at the beautiful clothes I felt really excited and decided to take a bath, in a tub which was big enough to fit my gargantuan body, and the warmth of the water coming from thermal springs helped me to relax?
?Hello Kenta-san. We have come with your food.?

A sweet voice tone announced but before I could tell them to let it in the corridor, two skinny lads had already entered my room, which caused me another embarrassing moment, since my humongous manhood was pretty much hard.

The monumental python sized cock bobbed up and down and there was nothing I could do to get it down. For some reason the two lads weren?t afraid of my erection.

They were in fact quite impressed, but not scared at all. One blond little lad dressed in light green silk robes pushed the enormous catering cart with an incredible amount of food, while the other long haired young man prepared the bowl and the sticks. It was only then I noticed they were about to serve me in the tub like I was some kind of baby!

?Erm?there?s no need for that, my friends. I can eat by myself.? I said trying to lift from the tub but I didn?t want to scare them with my enormous cock hard bobbing in their faces. I knew the cock was almost longer than they were tall and twice thicker than their slim bodies, so I tried to stay as calm as possible.

The long dark haired lad gently touched my forearm. ?There?s no problem for us, Kenta-san. We are here to serve you as part of our training. A Seikou must be ready to provide comfort and warmth for a noble Omoi.?

?Oh?so this is part of your training here? You mean the Seikou training?? I didn?t know why, but those little lads exchanged quick glances and smiled back at me.

?Yes, you can say that. We do anything possible to make sure you?re comfortable in here, sir.?

The blond boy smiled and handled me the huge bowl with a smoking hot noodle soup and generous thin slices of juice beef, which made my stomach roar even louder. I grabbed the thing, which looked much smaller in my hands actually, and devoured the contents.

The food was delicious, it was well prepared and seasoned, which made my stomach very happy, and when that happened, my cock responded by getting even harder (Actually my cock responds to everything by getting even harder).

I finished the first bowl and the blond boy served me another.

?Here you are, Kenta-san. Don?t worry, take your time and eat as much as you want.?

While I finished bowl #4, I suddenly felt something else in the water, and it was then I noticed the two Seikou boys totally naked and joining me in the tub.

I didn?t know how to react, so I just let them immerse such tender lithe physiques, although the tub was not that big, so we ended up sitting very close from each other.

?It does feel nice here huh, Yuusha?? The one named Tekuno asked as he played with the warm scented spring water.

?Y-yeah, it does?? I blushed, trying to hide my enormous figure from their eyes.

?You have such huge muscles, Kenta-san. You?re the biggest rookie Omoi we?ve seen in the Dojo?? Akira said as he gently caressed the flimsy skin on my rugged monstrous forearm.

?Th?Thanks?I guess. I mean I hope I fit in this place. I?ve been tired of being an abominable freak.?

The two beautiful boys were shocked and it suddenly felt like I?ve just said something inappropriate.

?Why did you say such a horrible thing, Kenta-san? You?re not abominable, you?re so sweet and kind, and so beautiful in this magnificent size of yours.?

Tekuno said as he hugged my arm and brushed the back of my hand very gently with his own cheekbones.

I didn?t know what to reply, I was being honest about my feelings, but it seemed Seikou had a very different view about my grotesque size.

?I know that most of people don?t feel the same way, but here at the Dojo you won?t have anything but admiration towards your glorious muscles, Shuhan.? Akira was standing very close to me, and yet he was still much shorter than me.

I simply stood there completely frozen as he smiled and hugged the humongous wall of my stomach and I could feel the warmth of delicate body surpassing the water in the immense tub.

?You are very gentle and kind?I wish there were more like you.? It took me a while to articulate an answer.

The Seikou smiled, but if these smiles blossomed pure, I couldn?t help but noticing something had changed in their aura.

?You wouldn?t mind about showing your muscles for us, huh Yuusha?? They asked in unison.

?C-can?t you just see them?? I was so confused; I couldn?t tell their true meaning.

?Oh, we can, we just wanted to see them getting bigger and harder?can you flex for us, Yuusha?? Akira asked very gently, his eyes seemed those on a boy who is about to gain a piece of candy.

?Oh?I guess?I could do that?but don?t you think it?s grotesque?I mean my brothers never liked when I accidentally ripped my clothes or break stuff with the sudden flex of my muscles.?

Tekuno closed his eyes. ?Hmmm? those must have been glorious moments?Care to share a few more with us, Kenta-san??

I giggled and brought my arm up, but before I could flex it, Akira just stopped me.

?No?not the main attraction first?please give us a full tour, Yuusha?why don?t you start with a glimpse of your humongous pectoral shelves huh??

?Okay?? I sighed and started flexing those heavy shelves of muscle. For some reason they seemed to follow each pectoral plate individually, the boys came closer and just placed their tiny hands on them and carefully caressed the parts around my very sensitive nipples.

?They are fantastic, Yuusha! Can you make them bounce?? Akira asked.

?B-bounce? Oh?you want me to flex one at a time??

They simply nodded in happiness and I shrugged, they heavy halves of my chest flexed and relaxed alternately and their big puppy eyes seemed to do the same as they giggled. For some reason I was starting to enjoy that so I flexed the both parts at the same time and held it really tight, because that didn?t tire me at all.

?Wow?Akira? his chest is so amazingly big and powerful!?

I just smiled, these boys were so bubbly and happy; they were actually starting to make me feel better about my tremendous physique.

?What do you guys want to see now??

Akira just smiled ?Anything and everything, Yuusha, please surprise us.?

I shrugged and flexed my abdominal knots. The incredibly muscled wall of my abdomen popped even more protuberant, and they were counting the 10 huge knots that could be climbed like steps by the tiny delicate soft feet.
Like they could read my mind, each one climbed in one muscle and easily pulled themselves up to my humongous chest, and the boys were suddenly sat on my pectoral plates.

?Wow, Yuusha, you are so powerful!? Tekuno said as he leaned forward and hugged my immensely thick neck.

?Do you guys really mean it?? I asked honestly.

?You most certainly are, Kenta-san.? Akira added and then he whispered in my ear. ?Can you show us your amazing arm, Shuhan??

I nodded and brought my arm up, and then the other, I flexed them so hard, I guess I never had done it with such desire before, the result was violently muscular, the peaks soared high and so veined they scared even the hell of me.

?Please don?t be scared okay? I swear I didn?t know they were that BIG!?

I kept flexing harder and they bloated bigger and harder, to the point both Akira and Tekuno couldn?t resist and threw themselves at the humongous peaks.

?Oh, Kenta-san you?re so powerful! I love how massive and kind you are!?

Tekuno screamed as he pulled himself up to admire the size of my biceps. Meanwhile, Akira managed to climb my arm and was sat on it, rubbing his rosy butt on my veined muscles.

I really liked the idea of having two Seikou admiring my muscles, and I suddenly understood why Naito seemed so worried about Yoshi liking my muscles better than his, and deep down I also wanted to see what he would do if I really started growing more muscular?

?You feel like a mountain Kenta-san!?

I smiled, hearing their giggling, feeling special for the first time in my life, but then I felt something naughty stirring inside of me, and it didn?t take long until my perverted monstrous cock grew envious of the attention those little lads gave to my muscles, it too demanded attention and grew ferociously hard rising above the water.

?I?m sorry, guys?I just couldn?t help it?? I apologized for such inconvenient, but the lads didn?t seem that offended at all. In fact they simply jumped from my arm and landed on my crotch where they both hugged my super hard giant cock.

My first reaction was to get up but it was for not good. The boys were still holding my cock and I just lifted them along.

?What are you doing?? I asked in utmost shock.

?Is there anything wrong, Kenta-san? Are you mad at us?? The blond boy
asked with his big puppy blue eyes, and I felt immediately sad for hurting his feelings.

?No?I?m not mad at you guys?but this?is new for me?I didn?t expect you would do?well this??

The boys exchanged looks and their faces showed understanding and tenderness towards me. They slowly moved back into my humongous chest, and I embraced their little bodies, feeling their warm clinging into my wet hard muscles.

?Kenta-san, you don?t need to worry. A Seikou does what he wants, and our main goal is to keep you happy. We just wanted to welcome you at the Dojo, and this is how we do it here. An Omoi needs to release himself many times a day, and we know exactly how to do it, right Tekuno?? the dark haired boy started and his blond partner chuckled.

?We sure do, Akira. Now, you just relax Kenta-san, and let us Seiko take care of you.?

They both started giggling and returned back to my even harder cock, which simply ignored their combined weight. I gasped, there was no possible way to get out of the situation without hurting their feelings, but at the same time it was the best thing that ever happened to me!

?Okay then?I?ll let you enjoy?? I slowly sat down and served me another bowl with food once again, I tried to focus on the delicious cooking while they hugged my cock and rubbed their bodies along the immense sensitive body of my veined manhood.

?That certainly is one mighty Omoi cock you?ve got there, Kenta-san.? Akira said while he continued hugging and rubbing the shiny wet rugged surface.
?Yes, the biggest rookie cock I?ve seen around here?of course that is only the beginning right??

I just nodded, because I didn?t know what to reply, but the feeling of those boys totally outgrown by the thickness and muscularity of my cock just made me really horny.

?We think you will be one powerful Omoi, Kenta-san. You have potential, right Tekuno??

?Oh yes Akira?look at that monstrous cock almost ready to blow?Kenta-san is a Force to be reckoned with?

The two little lads continued to play with my hard manhood, rubbing the rugged veined surface with the help of the warm scented water from the tub, and I couldn?t help but moan in pleasure.

I never felt comfortable with my size and especially about the monstrosity between my tree-trunk sized thighs ? I was self-conscious about the mighty huge phallus which had caused far too many embarrassing moments, breaking free of the weak confinements of my skimpy clothing.

Perhaps the greatest inconvenient of being Omoi is the easiness to get aroused. Most of the times I sprouted one of my monstrous erections I really wasn?t thinking on dirty things, but the little details are capable to awaken the ferocious beast within me.

I remember times where Teru and Itsuki barely touched me and just the slightest contact with their soft, delicate skins made my disgusting phallus to become fully erect in just a few seconds. The poor little guys felt so ashamed while I was totally devastated.

It didn?t matter how many times I took care of my disgusting urges, there was always naughtiness inside me. Teru usually screamed at me, he got so nervous staring the monumental one eyed monster that he ran away from me most of the times, which made me chase him in desperate attempts to apologize.

Meanwhile, Itsuki behaved in a less sensitive way, he usually blushed intensely and pretended he hasn?t noticed the monstrous cock throbbing right at his face.

So in respect at his consideration, I also tried not to address the humongous problem, but no matter how hard I tried to conceal that stubborn manhood inside it always broke free, usually causing some kind of messy destruction.

But none of these lads behaved like that, they adored the shameful size of my manhood, which was practically as long as they were tall and probably twice thicker than their slim innocent figures.

Akira and Tekuno both hugged my cock and combined their little strength to create the necessary power to jerk the unbelievable weight of my manhood, which just resulted in overwhelming waves of pleasure that increasingly weakened my better judgment.

?Please, I can?t do that?you?re just too little?too innocent?I?m a monster?? I paced as the lads used my phallus as a might peak they climbed before jumping back in the pool. Their giggling and bubbly behavior sent me into new heights of horniness.

?Oh Kenta-san, are you saying you?re not enjoying our little party? Are you sure? Because it seems to me that your big friend seems to be having a great time. Look at it, all red and veined?it?s so beautiful. Can I play with it some more, Yuusha??

Tekuno asked in a tender voice and I just nodded, and the beautiful lad them clamped his legs around my cock and hugged it tight, forcing his tongue into the enormous piss slit and literally kissing my abnormally sized cock-head.

?Oh that?s not fair?if he gets to kiss, I should kiss it too, Kenta-san. Please, can I kiss it too? I promise I am way better than he will never be!?

Akira begged me with his pretty eyes and I didn?t have strength to deny, a naughty grunt came from my insides and it seemed to be the answer the little Seikou expected.

?Yay, thank you Shuhan!? The boy kissed my cheeks and jumped into my cock where he fought with Tekuno for the better spot to fondle with my throbbing piss slit. Their tongues kissed the interior of my cock and probed the very sensitive areas.

The boys rotated around my cock in a very sensual dance, from time to time they looked up at my monumental chest and chuckled, then they even made out with other, using my cockhead like a third man, and they knew exactly when to increase the fondling and when to back off so I didn?t explode too soon.

?Oh yeah?look at you Kenta-san. You?re a real Omoi?so big, so manly?please let us see this beautiful Omoi cock busting!? They said in unison and the melody of their soft tones sent me over the edge.

I roared like an encaged hungry beast, my huge cock exploded as the orgasm brought the so deserved relief to my humongous body. I felt the flood of man milk exploding from my cock like a geyser, the warmth of my emissions sprayed all over the place, I could actually feel them dripping of the ceiling, while my cock continued to spew its rich thick warm load.

Meanwhile, Tekuno and Akira were hugging my chest, shaking so intensely. It took me a while to notice they were sobbing. I immediately woke from my orgasmic trance, thinking I have hurt such little guys.

?Tekuno? Akira, are you okay?? I asked, ignoring the torrent of cum that still flowed from my enormous cock.

?Oh, Kenta-san?it was so intense?I never though anything could be like that?Your cock never stops cumming?you scared me?I thought I?d drown in your cum?? He shook like a little rabbit about to be killed, and Tekuno didn?t look much better.

?Oh?it?s so much?you?re too much for us to handle Kenta-san. Sorry for making you so angry at us??

I shook my head, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

?No, you guys didn?t get me mad?It just happens like that with me?I?m sorry for scaring you guys like that, but I?m a monster. You pretty little boys shouldn?t have done that.?

I said rubbing my nose in their sad little faces. ?I am not mad?I am so happy with you. That was the best thing I?ve ever felt!?

The boys seemed totally recovered from the shock. ?Was that the best thing that happened to you? But we didn?t even?? Akira started but Tekuno just interrupted him.

?What he means is that we still have other things to do with you, Kenta-san. After all that?s the purpose of a good Seikou?We want you to?take us master.?

My eyes widened. ?What do you mean?? I asked out of pure innocence but when I realized what their meaning was, I simply freaked out. No?I can?t do that, you?re too small, too frail?I?d never do it to you, my pretty boys. I am not gonna hurt you.?

Akira seemed a bit shocked with my answer.

?So, does it mean we are not beautiful enough to you? You don?t feel the urge to take us as yours??

I felt their sorrow, I didn?t want to hurt their feelings, but at the same time they were so frail and weak, they couldn?t survive the impact of my cock inside their little bodies. Besides?I really wasn?t sure if I wanted to that, I was particularly afraid of enjoying too much and become similar to the stories the villagers told.

?You don?t understand, I?m too strong for you, I don?t want to hurt you little lads.?

The Seikou duo looked up at me with their big puppy eyes and hugged my immensely thick neck, kissing the veins and stroking the sides of my manly rugged face.

?Kenta-san, you have a heart of gold. We are so flattered because you?re worried about our well-being?? Akira said as he kissed my hands and rubbed his delicate face against my hard finger, which truly made my heart sink inside my chest.

?But that also means you don?t think we are beautiful enough for you?? Tekuno stated in a disappointed tone.

?What? No?you?re so beautiful, you both are so delicate and beautiful. I?ve never been with such beautiful people before?it?s just?I don?t want hurt you delicate beings.?

?You lie! You don?t think that at all, because you don?t want to take us like we?re begging you to do!? Tekuno screamed as he punched my chest, I was just so sad because he felt rejected, I?ve always felt like that for my most of my life.

I hugged them both tighter. ?No?I swear you?re so beautiful?I just don?t want to hurt you because I?don?t have any experience on doing what you want me to do.? I confessed my own virginity and they were suddenly shocked, but only for a split-second.

Akira was the first to react, his eyes were even more languid and he just moved his delicious slender body around my face until I was looking at his wet smooth little bubble behind.

?You mean you never tasted a cherry like mine before, Kenta-san? Go ahead?smell it, I?m all clean and smooth?I just need you to feel how much I eager for you.?

Tekuno just grinned and gently spread the firm cheeks of his friend. ?Go ahead, Yuusha, see how warm and nice we are on the inside, just waiting for your monstrous cock to claim our little bodies as yours.?

I gasped; the twitching man-cherry on Akira was so tiny, so perfect, and so beautiful. I was drooling in anticipation. The boys really knew what they were doing, Tekuno gently moved towards my neck and whispered.

?I know you want to protect us, Yuusha. You?re so good for us, please let us show how much we appreciate your kindness, just move closer and insert your tongue inside Akira, he wants it so badly, look how his rosy button is twitching for your caress??

I couldn?t resist anymore, so I picked Akira around his waist with just one hand and inserted my thick, harsh tongue inside him, I could taste the sweetness of his ass so clean and so fresh, so smooth and it made my cock get even harder.

I moaned louder as my tongue went even deeper and Akira twisted his body in pleasure.

?Oh, Kenta-san! You?re my hero?you?re my giant savior?please show me your power!?

I was lost in my own turmoil, because Tekuno was suddenly rubbing his own butt against the immense head of my cock, which was obviously much thicker than his bubbly little butt.

?You need to take us, Kenta-san?We are gonna be so sad if you leave us like that?you don?t want to see us sad do you, Yuusha??

I couldn?t reply, I felt my body twitching and the beast within me was about to take control of my actions, I just closed my eyes and prayed not to kill these little boys.

?AKIRA! TEKUNO! GET OFF NOW!?

The thunderous voice echoed around the room, but I couldn?t care less, so lost in the mist of their seductive web. I only realized there was someone else in the room when the sweet smell of Akira?s butt was not near my nose. My senses were dizzy; I was so horny and so desperate.

The Seikou quickly jumped back to the ground and looked like two boys caught doing something really naughty.

?We were just?welcoming the newcomer, Haruki! There?s nothing wrong with that!? Akira protested.

Meanwhile, I finally looked at the second Omoi in the room. He was truly a monumental specimen, even more muscular than me; he stood at least a whole foot taller than me as well, but so much wider and thicker.

His dark cascaded hair seemed like a black lion mane, and his features were so strikingly handsome and clean.

?You Seikou need to understand that Omoi are not here just for your personal amusement. This rookie here is expected by Sensei Akimitsu to his orientation, and you are just delaying him with your charms!? That immense Dojo member was dressed in blue silk pants and nothing less, his looks were serene and yet very powerful.

Tekuno and Akira exchanged looks and grinned to the immense being.

?You seemed to have enjoyed our charms earlier today, Haruki-san. You of all Omoi should know better that Seikou have urges as well.?

?Besides, we were just doing Kenta a favor. Can you believe he?s still oboko ? A massive Omoi who still hasn?t experienced the Bond? He?s gonna cause havoc in the Dojo because now every single Seikou will try their way with him to be his Ichiban!?

Haruki giggled as he looked at me and hugged my shoulders, we were so massive and muscular, dwarfing these little men that my cock grew harder once again. I just blushed as my fellow Omoi disheveled my hair in a playful tone.

?And you guys believed it? Come on! I thought Seikou were the smartest among tiny men. I can tell by the mess he caused that he?s pretty experienced, besides?who can assure you that he wasn?t just getting you two to play along? I could hear the things he made you guys do?do you really think an innocent oboko could play two of the most amazing Seikou in the Dojo??

I felt the urge to defend myself; I didn?t want to let them believe I was as liar! I really was a virgin, but Haruki held me in such a way that I realized he wanted me to play along with him.

Akira raised his eyebrow, he looked back at Tekuno and the other Seikou suddenly didn?t seem so sure. ?You?re not a virgin? But?you were so torn and hesitating?? He looked at me, but Haruki just laughed.

?Well, and look at his cock now, do you really think he wasn?t just playing you guys to do every single he wanted? You know Omoi just can?t spend long times without fucking your perfect little asses, Akira. The newcomer probably wanted you guys to feel that he was special, so he could score even more favors from you sweet charming Seikou.?

Following the cue I just said. ?Don?t worry?I?ll make it up to you guys!?

?Kenta-san?You almost fooled us. You naughty massive boy, but don?t you think we?re not gonna get back to solve these little pending situation. And we?ll demand full compensation for your little charade.?

Akira stared at me for what seemed an eternity, but finally he just chuckled while Tekuno hugged his fellow beautiful lad and they left room.

Until the very last moment, I wanted to apologize, to explain them that I was a virgin and I didn?t know what was going on, but Haruki just whispered.

?Trust me, friend?it?s for the best!? He continued smiling until the Seikou were gone.

?Heh, that was close!? He said looking down at me. The immense Haruki looked at the mess I?ve done and just laughed.

?Are you sure you?re oboko?? He asked in a playful tone, although I could just tell he believed in my apparently shameful condition.

?I?d never commit such reckless act of violence to such innocent lads!? I protested and Haruki almost couldn?t believe that I really meant, he just busted into laughter.

?Oh boy?they were right, you?re gonna create havoc in the Dojo!? He managed to say.

Haruki noticed I really was clueless so he made me sit in the bed in front of his enormous bulk, the gargantuan paw gently rested on my boulder-like shoulder and I felt a friendly aura in the fellow Omoi.

?My name is Haruki and I?m a Senior Student here, I have the honor to be the first Omoi student of this honorable Dojo. I know it?s been hard to be so powerful, and have all these urges in our immense bodies, but you have to understand that these we call Seikou are nothing like the little men you?ve met before.?

I could tell Haruki was not joking, he was so much bigger and more muscular than me, I?ve never felt tiny before, and I have to confess it didn?t feel good at all.

I found myself stuffing my chest and flexing my muscles all the time, and the worst part was that Haruki caught me checking out his physique and he was flexing back at me!

?What do you mean? They were very gentle and so caring; no one had been so kind to me before!?

?How old are you, Kenta-san? I?d say not more than 18 huh??

?I have just turned 16, but I?m old enough to serve the army in the Old Province!?

Haruki nodded. ?I believe that, I myself am 20 years old. We Omoi are manlier and more powerful than our real age would imply, so our bodies emulate more mature signs such as bodily hair and early sexual matureness, therefore bestowing more power and authority upon us. Meanwhile, Akira is 25 and Tekuno is actually 30 years old!?

?WHAT? But they?they look so young and so?boyish!? I couldn?t believe they were that much older than me.

?Yeah?that?s because they?re Seikou, it?s their gift and curse. No matter how long they live, they?ll always look juvenile, but they?re not eternally innocent, that?s for sure. In this Dojo we have a whole lot of Seikou, and only a few of them are about your age.? Haruki explained.

?But?they acted?they said things?why would they?? I was so stunned I couldn?t even ask what Haruki already guessed.

Haruki chuckled. ?I know how you feel, brother. Seikou are simply amazing! They?re kind and sweet, they do everything we want, they?re generous and very affectionate, but they?re not defenseless.?

?How can you even say that? They?re so frail and delicate, they need us?don?t they??

Haruki smirked. ?Oh, they need us, just as much as we need them, my friend. But personal protection might not be the first thing on their list.?

?What do you mean, Haruki-san?? I asked, very confused by his smile and the dubious expression on my fellow Omoi.

?These guys you?ve just met are the most dangerous stealth agents of the Capital forces; they can do the most unimaginable things!?

?Are they bad? But Akira and Tekuno were so nice, they brought food to me, and they just wanted to welcome me in the Dojo?? I mumbled, refusing to believe I have been fooled by two little cute guys.

?Heh, trust me, brother, they were welcoming you in their own particular way. There?s a reason for us to call them Seikou. Like the word states, these men are delicate but very, very sharp. And they?re also always hungry for sex?just like us Omoi, that?s what makes us so attracted to each other!?

?So?they were just using me for their own pleasure?? Even Haruki couldn?t hold his laughter to notice I was suddenly offended.

?Erm?no offense, Kenta-san, but you were eating a man?s ass when I caught you here, and judging by the mess you?ve caused, you were enjoying it just as much as them?maybe a tad more, don?t you think so too?? He poked my arm gently and I blushed.

?So?tell me more about Seikou, why were they pretending to be something they are not??

?Because that?s the way we Omoi prefer to believe they are. Our immense size and incomparable strength can make us look down on our regular sized brothers. We just assume every little man is weak and powerless, and we get all horny to show off to the little guys! They just have to play that role and we?re under their spell.?

?So?is every Seikou basically a liar?? I asked in frank disappoint, but Haruki tried to comfort me.

?Of course not, you?ve just met two of the sneakiest and horniest little men in the Dojo. They are like hungry wolves and you were the immense new sheep that came to their territory unaware. But most Seikou are truly noble souls and all that delicateness and warmth is real.?

I remembered Yoshi and the way Naito seemed distressed just to see him close to me.

?Are we allowed to take Seikou as lovers in here?? The question was unnecessary, but Haruki seemed to understand the reason for my doubt.

?We are free to act as it pleases us, brother. You can take Seikou as lovers, and most of us do, but it doesn?t mean you can?t have great deals of fun with other ones. Seikou understand Omoi need sex from different partners and in much more frequency their little bodies can handle.?

It really made sense. If there were monstrous men of humongous physiques and catastrophic might, there should also be ones with the gifts of Seikou, and since our bodies were the opposite of other, we really found each other extremely sexy.

?So, Kenta-san, I?m sorry if I made the Seikou believe you were not oboko, it was just an instinctive response, I am responsible for advising my fellow students?you forgive me don?t you?? Haruki asked with caring in his voice.

?I understand your worries, Haruki. It will be better if they Seikou ignore that I am oboko. It?s just?I?ve never felt that way before?I keep my nasty habits to myself.?

?I know what you mean, Kenta. I?ve felt the same for years, but here in the Dojo you will learn how to accept the gifts that make you an Omoi, and in time you will know how to deal with your urges.?

His hug was friendly and warm, like I finally had found a big brother who was truly enough for my standards.

?So, I?ll be able to control this monster?? I said pointing at my humongous cock whose head now stood in the muscular cleavage of my freakishly muscular chest.

Haruki sighed. ?You might, but it?s not an actual control, because at the slightest thing it might just?

I heard Haruki moaning, and the rich fabric of his pants was easily torn apart by the gargantuan manhood which rose harder and seemed just as hungry as mine. He looked back at me with rosy cheeks this time.

?Omoi and their cocks are enko, and our cocks can?t be ignored. Besides?you are the biggest rookie I?ve ever met, and you?re only gonna grow bigger with your training.?

?Wait?I will grow bigger? But I thought we would control our gifts?? That part caught me unprepared.

Haruki grinned. ?Believe me, I felt the same way, but in time you will learn that the bigger and stronger you get, the more you can control your strength and I hope someday I?ll be so huge and powerful that I?ll open my own Dojo to teach more Omoi how to become everything they can be!?
Haruki?s cock got harder and a large string of clear liquid from his huge head hit me in the lips, and he gently cleaned it with his thumb and licked his own emission.

?Just letting you know that besides Seikou being such naughty little ones, Omoi can have lots of fun amongst themselves?? Haruki said softly and I leaned my head to rest on his even bigger chest.

The older Omoi gently held my chin up and kissed my forehead, then he picked laid his hand on my cock and conducted my hands to grasp his equally monstrous python.

?We?re Omoi, our enko is special too, and it?s called houyou because it goes much beyond physical, brother. Each Seikou and Omoi have a special trait to share with you, and discovering that wonderful path ahead of yours is the best part of learning, so I won?t take the joy of the novelty from you. I am just inviting you for some lessons once you?ve decided you?re ready to learn more.?

I nodded in happiness. ?Thanks Haruki-san! Now?I should get ready for orientation right??

Haruki nodded. ?You certainly should get ready, Sensei Akimitsu doesn?t like when students get late, and he is waiting for you in the Lotus Hall."

I hugged the bigger Omoi student and tried to find something decent to wear among the mess I?ve caused.

End of Chapter 2

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OMOI WARS

GLOSSARY (continued)

Genkai: Limits, boundaries. It is believed that an Omoi’s strength is capable to break any limitation his conscious mind has established over his capabilities.

Isei: The polar opposites of which Seiryoku is composed; they’re named Kinniku (sinew) and Aiyoku (love, lust). It is believed that through enko, an Omoi grows bigger in size and strength while a Seikou benefits by getting even more agile, precise and beautiful.

Jinchi: Knowledge, wisdom. The greatest gift to mankind has been kept and tendered by the wise named Keepers. The most important Keeper of the Heirless Emperor was Fusao Ichikawa who has mysteriously forfeited his duties in the Court and parted towards the Old Provinces.

Osamu: Chronicler, the title granted to the shiju (scholar) specialized in the Keeping of records and data in a Shrine.

Seiryoku: The Might, expression that designates the inhumanly powerful capabilities developed by Omoi and Seikou once they establish enko. Sexual intercourse creates the physical channel through which they can feed and develop even further.


PART 3


While Haruki helped me to find something to dress and he guaranteed that Akira and Tekuno would clean my room, and since I had no time left to ask how he would accomplish such promise, I just left my room dressed in black pants and a sleeveless white kimono (because the sleeves simply busted when I tried to squeeze my freaking thick arms into them).

Those huge sandals still were tight on my feet, but I should at least try to look presentable to meet the Sensei who accepted to teach all the things I desperately seek to learn.

I followed Haruki’s directions to quickly find the Lotus Hall; which stood behind the immensely large wooden doors carved in rich detailing.

I took a deep breath and opened the doors, expecting to find an Omoi who looked even bigger and wiser than Haruki, an Omoi who would give me the same wisdom than my Grandpa Fusao.

The room was very wide and spacious, minimally decorated with plants and a water fountain with this humongous onyx stone standing right in the middle of the room, but there was no sign of my Omoi Sensei.

I looked around and found this young man taking care of the garden.

“Excuse me friend; I’m looking for Sensei Akimitsu…” I asked politely.

“And I’ve been waiting for you, Kenta.” The man said without looking back, seizing his time to tender the rare beautiful flowers. After such moments, he carefully stood up and turned around.

“Are you my Sensei?” I asked in a very impolite mix of disbelief, disappointment and fascination, because I was in the very presence of beauty incarnated.

“I truly hope to deserve that honor, young Kenta. “ Akimitsu was just as bright as the light of an autumn day.

The tall lean physique still had very broad shoulders for a regular sized man, his long neck was poised and elegant; the face was simply astonishingly beautiful.

Perfect shaped with the big almond shaped eyes which had the prettiest light pale green tone in the world; his long light chestnut hair was very long, kept in a neat pony tail. His thin lips were framed by a well-trimmed shaved goatee which seemed to be painted by the most skilled artist.

He smiled at me and I didn’t know what to do or say, so I just dropped to my knees and paid my respects to the man in front of me.

“I am sorry, Sensei. I was distracted with all the novelty and lost track of time, it won’t repeat again.”

“Good, one doesn’t like to wonder if the other doesn’t consider their meeting important enough to show on time.”

The charming man was dressed in black silk kimono with cherry blossoms painted over it; he lectured me as he resumed tending to the garden in the Lotus Hall.

A few moments passed but I remained quiet, knowing that wise men listened before they talked, but I was actually very puzzled, how come this beautiful man could be the Sensei of a Dojo specialized to teach Omoi?

“I can attest you were very well educated, oshiego (student), because most of young lads simply can’t bear to listen to the loud sound of their own ignorance. But then again, one wouldn’t expect less from someone raised by Grand Keeper Ichikawa.”

Akimitsu gently started while keeping his tools away; but he still seemed to be busy with something else.

“I have the greatest fortune, Sensei, but I am afraid I don’t do justice to his knowledge.” My eyes couldn’t disguise my surprise, although I shouldn’t be so surprised because the Enforcers probably have told Sensei about my grandfather’s past.

“Humbleness is the greatest of gifts, and if you have already learned that, I am very hopeful about your future in the Dojo, young man.” The master washed his hands in the clean water fountain, and he started to prepare some tea as well.

“Nothing would make me happier, Sensei. I came here to cast light over the many shadows that dwindle in my head.”

I was being truly honest and it seemed to have a great impact over the young man who gently nodded as he set the cups for our tea.

Akimitsu smiled while he handled me the cup in the same way my grandfather told us.

“Shadows only exist in the presence of light, oshiego. We need some enlightenment to be doubtful, which means that your quest is noble. But first things first; now, tell me, how is my old friend Fusao doing?”

“Y-You know my grandpa?” I stammered, almost gagging with the hot bitter beverage going down my throat. That man should be just the same age of Teru, perhaps even younger.

Akimitsu smirked a bit after he sipped on his own cup.

“I sure do, young man. Grand Keeper Fusao taught me the most beautiful poems of our people; he also helped me to unveil some mysteries of the beautiful world surrounding us. And he did all these things back in school, so I knew back then he would become a masterful man of knowledge.”

I didn’t know if he was testing me, this man implied that he knew my grandfather in such tender age? That could only mean that…

“Forgive my manners, Sensei…but how old are you?” That question showed just how confused I was.

Akimitsu sweetly smiled and poured us another round of tea.

“This question actually implies three things you seek to clarify: my age, my truthfulness and my sanity, which tells me that you’re indeed a clever boy.”

“I’m sorry; I’m just a stupid boy from the Old Provinces without knowledge.”

The young man gently touched my hand.

“I have actually met Fusao when he was still a brilliant student. I am not trying to deceive you Kenta. The reason of your shock is that my looks truly are not the same of most well aged men, but that is part of the burden carried by Seikou. Our beauty and freshness remains, and though life teach us, no one expects to find wisdom from a face without wrinkles.”

My mind refused to process what my ears have just listened. If Sensei Akimitsu was a Seikou, that fact alone certainly changed everything I hoped to find in the Dojo.

The Sensei smiled very beautifully as he gently lifted my huge paw to admire its calloused surface, the harshness caused by years of hard labor and heavy lifting.

I was ashamed because his soft skin felt such asperity.

“I know that you’re probably wondering why a Seikou would run a Dojo for Omoi, but that is perfectly explainable. Seikou stand for Omoi as mops to the flames. We seek your warmth and power, although it might even destroy us. At the same time, we feed you and make you stronger, because that is ultimately our goal.”

Akimitsu stood up, and yet he still was much shorter than my sat figure. He placed our hands together and I blushed because my paw was over three times bigger than his perfect smooth hand.

“Even being so different we still exist for the same reason, though. We are just beings seeking for a meaning and our lives are touched by immensely powerful gifts. We have our burdens, but my philosophy is that we can go further and faster if we go together.”

I still looked very unsure, there were so many answers I seek, but my Sensei smile showed me that he was truly wise regardless the age he appeared to have in such heavenly features.

“These questions you have will be answered in time. We are gonna make you blossom into the amazing Omoi you can become.” Akimitsu smiled kindly.

“Now, would you help me with a little problem I have, Kenta?”

“I’ll do anything to help you, Sensei!” My answer was so ready and automatic I didn’t even know what kind of problem it was.

The dazzling charming man’s smile bloomed even more beautiful and he gently lead me to the center of the Lots Hall.

There was this massive onyx stone monolith over 40 feet long and probably 60 feet around, a black shiny massive rock with a small metallic plate with some inscriptions that couldn’t be read because of the rust and corrosion.

“I think it’s time to rearrange this garden’s energy flow. We’ve got the water over there and the fire is to the other side, but this heavy rock is blocking the flow, I wondered if you could help me by moving it to the other side.”

“S-Sure…but that rock seems really heavy…maybe we should call other Omoi for the task.”

Sensei Akimitsu just shot me a clever grin and I finally understood that was my first official test in the Dojo. I stuffed my chest and inhaled, that rock seemed heavier than anything I’ve lifted in my life.

“If you think you’re not capable I’ll call Haruki. My first pupil never once disappointed me.”

I didn’t know why he said that, but I felt very much challenged. Although I considered Haruki a very noble Omoi, the idea of him being bigger already bothered me, but the idea of him being Sensei’s favorite just burnt through my veins.

I didn’t think and I didn’t prepare myself to sustain that incredibly heavy stone either. I simply got closer and lifted it over my head at once. I didn’t feel its heaviness at all, although my muscles were indeed shaking, but not because of any excessive struggle, they were actually complaining the challenge wasn’t hard at all.

I looked over my arms, noticing the thick veins pulsing with blood, strength, and such exaggerated power imbued into them. I suddenly noticed that my body felt outraged because the challenge purposed by my mind proved to be incredible menial, and I wanted to show Sensei that I was truly dedicated to overcome my limits.

“Are you alright, Kenta-san? This rock isn’t too heavy is it?” Akimitsu gently asked with his dazzling looks.

“No, not at all…Where do you want me to put it, Sensei?” I said shifting the entire rock to my left hand and using my right arm to gently keep the little man protected in case the thing lost its balance.

“Oh, I can see you’re hardly struggling there huh? I knew you are much more capable than you credit yourself, we’ll have to work on self-assurance, lad.” Akimitsu was serious, despite the kindness on his tone.

“I never thought I could lift this rock, Sensei. And I still can’t believe it feels so light…my arms are shaking because I was prepared to deal with something much heavier than it actually is…”

“Well, you can take it to that spot over there.”

The master pointed to the left corner and I followed the direction, feeling that at each step the object grew lighter. There were perhaps fifty steps to cover the distance, but I ended up running across it, feeling the strength increasing inside me.

By the time I got to the spot, I tried to place the rock in the ground, but there was an enormous surge of power through my muscles, it was like I wanted to prove that I was much stronger than Sensei could ever believe, I applied such tremendous power that my muscles now shook as they flexed harder and bigger.

I grunted, trying to stop the strength flow, but it was an incredibly pleasing sensation.

The onyx monolith felt like a tiny snowflake to my hands, and the pressure caused the stone to crack, which spread all over the surface and within seconds the enormous rock was to be destroyed.

The monolith turned into dust, failing to resist the incredible pressure of my strength.

I was astounded and really disappointed to myself. I have failed the very first test given to me.

“I’m sorry Sensei, I didn’t mean to do that…I can go outside and bring another piece of rock if you want.”

Akimitsu just grinned. “And what good would that be? It is just one dumb old rock you’d be bringing inside, anyway.”

It took me a few moments to realize that I’ve just been played by my own Sensei, and then I lowered my gaze, feeling incredibly ridiculous, but the gracious lad-looking man just came closer to comfort me.

“Tell me Kenta, did you believe at first that you could lift that rock when I asked you?”

I shook my head rapidly, still feeling like a total failure.

“And what exactly convinced you that it was not impossible to lift it?” I could tell he knew it already but I felt ashamed to say it out loud, but eventually I decided honesty should be the best.

“You’ve mentioned Haruki, and I felt jealousy…because I didn’t want to seem inferior to him at your eyes.”

Akimitsu nodded. “And why didn’t you want to seem inferior to Haruki?”

My eyes grew wide. “Because you’re my Sensei and I don’t want to disappoint you, sir!”

“This is the answer your mind gives, but not the real one.”

The Seikou laughed ever so gently, his melodic voice filled my ears. Right at that moment, his robe opened just a little bit and I caught a glimpse from Akimitsu’s naked right shoulder.

It was so gracious, so delicate the skin so firm and fresh, with a few freckles resembling like the first stars in a bright summer night, or the very cherry blossoms falling over the ground in the autumn sunset.

Suddenly I imagined myself kissing the delicate softness of that shoulder, and Akimitsu laid naked on top of me, twisting in pain and pleasure as my cock went deeper and deeper his beautiful ageless body.

I immediately panicked, my heart raced and I tried to remind of the tricks Haruki told me about controlling my reactions.

Meanwhile, Akimitsu approached and caressed the mountainous curves of my rugged musculature.

“Was it only my disappointment you were trying to avoid, oshiego? Or was there something else that bothered you about Haruki and me?”

I forced my eyes to shut, but the image of his naked freckled right shoulder soon became the image of his perfect tiny body going down my sinful monolith of manhood, his sweet looks were languish, luxurious and seductive.

He wanted me to go even deeper and rougher, he needed to feel dominated and crushed by my much superior monstrous frame.

I sighed, realizing the battle was over and my cock had won again.

The beautiful silk pants were easily ripped by the monstrosity of my manhood rising ferociously, like it screamed the real reason for my failure at the test.

Sensei’s sweet eyes softened as he rested his head against my arm.

“Thank you, Kenta-san. I was beginning to think I was not beautiful enough for you.”

That statement caught me completely off-guard; I looked down at the gorgeous man and gasped.

“Sensei, you’re so beautiful, how could you even consider the idea one could find you anything but gorgeous?”

“Well, back in the day an Omoi would be hard before he even exchanged two words with me, but it actually took you very long to attest my beauty.
“But…I didn’t want to disrespect you with my…naughtiness…”

Akimitsu smiled as he gently tapped my arm.

“You didn’t fail, Kenta. You succeeded in more ways than you imagine.”

There was no immediate answer from me; I just stood there speechless watching while Sensei retrieved the little plate that used to be in the giant stone which I had just crushed with my bare hands.

Akimitsu cleaned the plate with his robes and handled it back to me. I could read the ancient word Genkai (limit) carved on it.

“We can only break our limits in the face of doubt, Kenta. When we are sure something is under our capability we don’t fear it. Limits exist to be broken. Omoi and Seikou have their own limits, but together we can break them.”

“Are you telling me that I only felt stronger because of my fear of disappointing you?”

“We both know that was only partially correct, you were trying very hard to seem bigger and stronger to Harumi so you could bed me.” Akimitsu said honestly and I froze in panic once again.

“I am not worthy of you, Sensei.”

I said in a low tone and Akimitsu just rested his head on my body and hugged me so tenderly, he seemed to ignore my hard throbbing cock which just ached even more.

“You certainly don’t believe that, Kenta, your body wants me and I feel much honored to be desired by such a great mountain of youthful muscle that will fuck my ass with the vigor and strength I so desperately seek.”

“Sensei…I can’t do it…you’re…”

“Too small huh? Yeah I get that a lot, but you will learn that Seikou were made to please Omoi, our slender, delicate bodies offer great flexibility and once one masters the correct techniques, housing an Omoi cock is not only a pleasure it is a task we are truly grateful to perform.”

That conversation was getting very embarrassing for my taste, I just tried to play along and get out there before I started doing the things that already popped in my dirtiest mind.

“So, I broke the limits I had until that point because I refused to accept that I could be inferior to Harumi…and that made me leap forward right?”

Akimitsu grinned and walked closer my humongous body, I acted instinctively and kneeled before the Sensei, but he kept coming until he was looking at my eyes.

“Correctly, your body challenged your mind and won. Omoi grow stronger and bigger as their bodies realize the mind is not their final bound. That’s when Seiryoku (The Might) manifests.”

“I didn’t know that…” I whispered, totally fascinated.

“Seiryoku is composed by two parts named isei, and both Omoi and Seikou represent the extent of its meaning: Seikou are agile, fast and very sharp. Omoi are strong, impervious and enormous. Separate we’re just raw power, pure aggression, but together they become the Might, which is the perfect harmony within the universe.”

I didn’t know it was possible to blush even deeper just of hearing my Sensei pronouncing such a word like isei, which can also mean the wet dreams of a naughty lad. At the same time, I could tell Omoi and Seikou never sounded so complimentary, since each one was the opposite of the other.

I nodded, though a bit confused. “Why are there Omoi and Seikou, Sensei? Why are we so different than the rest of mankind?”

The Sensei smiled.

“I can’t respond to that, my oshiego. Maybe that reason is the greatest secret of them all. I can only tell you what I have learned over the years. Omoi are strength, power, and masculinity. Seikou are delicateness, agility and tenderness. Separated we seem aberrations; together we complete each other, thus producing Seiryoku.”

“Is that why we Omoi and you Seikou are so lustful for each other all the time?”

Akimitsu grinned.

“That would be an easy way out huh? Truth is nobody knows, but the power we have must be used with wisdom, especially in times of uncertainty.”

“You mean…the rumors of another age of War are true?”

The Seikou Sensei nodded.

“The Heirless Emperor left behind a divided nation, and Kaigi is not gonna hold Peace for much longer, soon there will be War, and we need to make sure innocents are not gonna be victimized.”

The mere thought made my entire body flex with renewed determination.

“Sensei…I want to protect my family and all of those who need me!”

“I know you do, Kenta. But first you need to accept what you are in order to become what you were destined to be. So far, you’re still an oboko Omoi who is afraid of facing his own sexuality and desires.”

He was right, and I felt ashamed. My hardening cock was throbbing and I still didn’t have the courage to claim the beautiful man as mine, even though I could only think on that.

“What can I do to reach my potential, Sensei? I want to take you and share Seiryoku with you and all the other Seikou…”

Akimitsu nodded.

“You might just do that, Kenta. But first you will need to accept yourself for who you are, and that is harder than it might sound. You’re in this personal journey and we will help you. The power imbued in you is immense but it still is restrained.”

I took a deep breath, but when I opened my eyes again Sensei Akimitsu was holding the door for me.

“You will find out that overcoming your inhibitions and throwing yourself at your fantasies is the best path. Now, go look for enlightenment in the Scrolls Sanctuary. They hold all the knowledge on Omoi and how you should treat your body. We’ll see you later in the Great Hall for dinner.”

“Does it mean I’m not worthy of having you as my Ichiban?” I asked although not sure if I wanted any answer.

Akimitsu’s eyes were so sweet.

“I am the one who is not honorable enough to be your Ichiban, Kenta. You must be ready to Enko (bond) and not just forced into it, I am sure you will find in your heart the way to accept yourself as an Omoi, and then you will find that special Seikou who will make your heart and body feel different”

I nodded “I just wished I wasn’t a waste of your time, then”

Sensei shook his head and came closer to me, ordering me to lower my face as he kissed my cheeks so softly.

“You will not be an oboko for too long, I can tell that, but even when you find your Ichiban… that doesn’t mean you can’t bond with all the rest of Seikou…because the Bond between our kinds makes us both more powerful!”

Sensei Akimitsu noticed the light in my expression and just smiled.

“You are in your way to self-taught my pupil. Go find Osamu in in the Sanctuary and ask him for the Jinchi Scrolls.”

I nodded in respect and left the Lotus Hall, but right before Akimitsu closed the doors he just stuck his head outside and gave me one last piece of advice.

“Kenta-san, be very patient and polite, you will find out Osamu is one very peculiar Scroll Keeper.” I didn’t know exactly what Sensei meant by that, but judging by his grin, it wouldn’t be very easy to convince that guy to let me study the Scrolls.

I walked down the halls, finding many Seikou and Omoi taking care of their own businesses.

For the first time since I got there I could actually see the dynamics between the delicate little lads and us monstrous behemoths.

Because we are so massive, muscular and physically aggressive, Omoi are simply fascinated with the tender delicateness of Seikou, I could see that in the very embarrassed way one humongous bronze skinned Omoi offered this beautiful flower to a small Seikou lad, who accepted it very humbly.

Meanwhile, Seikou amalgamated the best features of male and female, their figures were slender, athletic and also very soft in the eye; their expressions are always serene with big round eyes and such delicate nose lines and gentle rosy thin lips.

Although I’ve learned they are not defenseless, these lads seek in our immense physiques the strength and hardness that burns inside their lustful hearts.

I got out the main building and found myself in this immense Garden, with several different plates indicating series of different centers and places in the Dojo, but none of them seemed to point towards the Scroll Sanctuary.

I noticed a group of three Seikou and one Omoi happily talking under a cherry three – the little lads were entranced by the gargantuan size of that Omoi’s muscles, and the way he flaunted them, flexing and stuffing his chest as they continuously asked for further displays of manliness and strength.

There was another trait of the Omoi-Seikou interaction that I was learning very quickly: I felt really annoyed when a beautiful Seikou looked to another Omoi instead of me.

Although I recognized it reflected selfish behavior, at the same time it felt like they preferred his smaller muscles towards my bigger, harder and stronger ones!

I took a deep breath and walked towards them with a newfound calm, trying to make sure I looked big enough to be respected by the Omoi. Before I reached them, this tall green haired Seikou quickly stepped up and walked towards me

“Hello there, friend. My name is Masaaki; you must be the rookie Omoi from the Old Province huh?”

Apparently, my arrival stirred curiosity among my fellow students.

I quickly sensed the cold stare coming from the Omoi who visibly seemed disturbed with my very presence, especially because I was much bigger and muscles looked far more impressive than his smaller, weaker ones.

“Hi Masaaki, I am coming from a meeting with Sensei Akimitsu…”

“Ah, I can tell the Sensei has made a great impression on you.” Masaaki commented very discretely about my ruined pants, but instead of being ashamed, I was actually proud.

“I’m sorry for my clothes, I just hope he felt half as good as I did…” The little Seikou could not find out the Sensei rejected me because of my oboko condition.

“Pay no attention to that, we are so used to Omoi busting their garments.”

We both chuckled to that, I felt more comfortable so I gently asked a little louder, allowing the other dazzling friends to overhear us.

“Anyway…Sensei has sent me to pick up an item at the Scroll
Sanctuary…Can you point me in that direction please?”

“Poor rookie, it’s his first day here and he’s already dealing with the henshu (freak)!”

The Omoi busted into laughter, while the other Seikou blushed, but Masaaki seemed more respectful, so he quickly looked back at me and gently picked my hand, which seemed to be a thing Seikou did to establish a more personal approach.

“Forgive their manners, Kenta-san. That big buffoon is Satoru and he’s also a freshman in the Dojo, but he seemed to have forgotten how hard it was on his first week here as well. The Seikou should also know that we do not treat our new member with mockery.”

Masaaki looked at the humongous blue haired Omoi dressed in some kind of chest plate armor and leather pants with big metallic boots.

The Omoi stopped laughing and stood up, quickly joining us along with the other Seikou.

“Sorry about the joke, I was just trying to sympathize with you…”

Satoru was very impressive, but it was clear now that he wasn’t a challenge to my physique like Haruki, so when we shook hands I made sure he felt that I was stronger than him, which he clearly understood and lowered his gaze.

“Satoru is just another rookie like you, Kenta-san, but he meant well. My name is Fumio and this is my friend Hitoshi, we’re sorry if we made you feel uncomfortable.”

Fumio had raven black hair and very pale complexion, although he dressed in bright red clothes and shiny accessories.

Meanwhile, Hitoshi had died his hair in a rich purple tone, currently dressed in black leather jacket and pants with this yellow woolen scarf around his neck. Such edgy modern look meant these Seikou and the blue haired Omoi should all come from Capital

“Yes, we are sorry, Kenta-san. It’s just, we have learned that Osamu is a very strict Scroll Keeper and although he’s a fellow student, he behaves like he was some kind of authority in the Dojo.” Hitoshi tried to excuse their previous behavior.

Masaaki shook his head. “Don’t you guys have anything better to say to our fellow student than gossip?” The green haired Seikou looked up at me and tried to compensate the lack of manners of his companions.

“Osamu is actually a legend when it comes to Jinchi (Knowledge); he claims that he will have studied all the scrolls in the Dojo in a matter of short time. Most of people consider his manners a bit eccentric, but he is a dedicated self-proclaimed Keeper of our Scroll Sanctuary, with Sensei’s accordance of course.”

I nodded my head. “Well, I am actually happy he’s so zealous of the Scrolls. They’re supposed to be preserved. My grandfather always taught me that any knowledge is far too precious to be lost without being passed forward. I hope Osamu understands my pleading and let me study their contents.”

“If I know that bastard, he’ll probably slam the Sanctuary’s doors in your face before you even say what took you there!” Satoru laughed out loud again, but this time it clearly wasn’t well received by the Seikou.

The way I spoke certainly caused a good reaction in the Seikou, especially Masaaki who never let go of my hand.

“You speak wisely, Yuusha.”

“Thanks, but it’s not my merit. I’ve learned that wisdom reveals itself in simple and humble deeds.” I felt each time more confident, especially because now Fumio and Hitoshi also grabbed my other hand and have totally ignored the poor impolite Omoi.

“We would be glad to take you to the Sanctuary, Shuhan.” Hitoshi spoke as he tried to pull my hand closer to his chest, although Fumio clearly resisted that attempt.

“Oh, I would be so honored, my little friends, but it would hurt me to cause you any stress, for that matter do you mind if I carry you three while you guide my steps with your wisdom?” I said kneeling my humongous body and feeling them blushing, although I was also very red.

Masaaki, Fumio and Hitoshi just giggled as I easily lifted them in my arms and casually continued on my original direction.

“Bye there, Satoru, my friend. I hope you don’t mind about me borrowing these beautiful tenshi (angels) for a moment.” I gently thanked him with a slight bow and the Seikou all giggled as we left the shocked poor Omoi all alone.

Masaaki just leaned his head on my chest “You’re a true masurao (gentleman).”

“Oh, I’m still learning how to behave around you Seikou. It’s all new to me, but so exciting at the same time. I just hope to make everything in my power to make you feel as beautiful as you truly are my little flowers.”

Fumio and Hitoshi blushed even deeper, while Masaaki already fondled with my nipple, but for some reason it didn’t bother me, I just felt really peaceful.

“You can follow that path and turn left in the next building…Everybody is talking about you, Kenta-san. It seems you have quite a busy lunch with Akira and Tekuno…” Hitoshi insinuated, but instead of feeling ashamed, I was actually proud of those moments now.

“They were so warm and welcoming to me, but I fooled them…lead them to believe I was oboko…poor lads were just trying to help me.” I knew I was lying, but both Haruki and Sensei Akimitsu have taught me that I should protect Seikou from their own naughtiness.

“No they weren’t, they just wanted to be your Ichiban, and thanks heavens Haruki prevented that. They’re already too full of themselves, if anyone of them were to be gifted with such strong bond with an oboko Omoi they’d be just unbearable!” Masaaki truly seemed to have some pending issues with the other Seikou
.
“Don’t do that, my friend. You know we are here to grow more powerful and defend the innocent. Akira and Tekuno are honorable Seikou and so you are, I’d be more than proud to honor your beauty…like that on Fumio and Hitoshi.”

“Yuusha…you’d make us so, so very proud!” Masaaki cheered and I simply smiled sincerely. There was something about a Seikou sweet voice tone that sent me into instant happiness.

I proudly carried the three Seikou towards the way they pointed me, until we reached a very beautiful place, with a calm lake and comfortable gardens, so I just moved towards there, but Fumio gently moaned.

“There’s the Sanctuary on top of these hills, but do you really have to go meet Osamu now? We really wanted to spend more time with you, masurao…”

I gently carried the Seikou to the margins of the lake and laid my enormous body in the soft grass, making sure the three of them were lying across my hulking chest, with the fearsome size of my arms gently supporting their backs.

“Believe me, my little flowers, that would please me a lot too, but why should we rush something that can be taken calmly and so much more pleasingly?”

Masaaki blushed as he caressed my cheeks.

“Is this a promise, or are you just sweet talking us like you’ve done with Akira and Tekuno? Don’t take me wrong, Yuusha, but you’re far much more intelligent and flattering than the average Omoi, it would be easy for someone like you to fool innocent lads like us…”

I smirked. “Masaaki-san, don’t undermine your own qualities. I can tell you’re not easy to be fooled, besides…even if I wanted to fool you…wouldn’t you just play along rather than losing the opportunity to go even further than Akira and Tekuno?”

Hitoshi giggled. “Kenta-san, you’re one dangerous temptation…”

I shrugged. “Perhaps, but not nearly as tempting and dangerous than three delicious Seikou joining me for a really nice time…maybe I’m really an oboko trying to find his Ichiban among you.”

The three Seikou laughed in a very seductive melody, and I kept my naughty fa?ade, although deep inside I felt really uncomfortable for not being truthful with them.

“Tell you what…Since Akira and Tekuno have provided me such amazing lunch, why don’t you guys show for supper?” I chuckled as they blushed intensely.

“Are you sure you want the three of us at once?” Fumio asked in disbelief, so I kissed him in the lips very passionately, and soon he was out of breath. In one continuous gesture I continued kissing Masaaki and Hitoshi, and soon the three of them were kissing my body while we made out in such a beautiful scenario.

“Do I look like I can’t give you three beautiful tenshi all the attention and tenderness you deserve?” I teased them by flexing my humongous arm right in front of their adoring faces.

My gigantic cock rose from the ruins of my pants and the three Seikou gasped as they hugged and caressed the rugged veined surface.

“Trust me, friends, you make me feel very special. I want you to know how beautiful you are to me, but I just can’t disappoint Sensei Akimitsu. He told me that I should get the Jinchi Scrolls at the Sanctuary.”

The three Seikou suddenly ignored my throbbing cock and came to my support; I could tell by their expressions they were doubtful about the success of my mission.

“Then, you will really need to convince Osamu. He had never let anyone borrow these, and for some reason Sensei Akimitsu has always been on his side. Many Omoi and Seikou have tried, including Haruki, and all of them have failed.” Masaaki explained, but little did he know that knowing about Haruki’s failure only encouraged me even more.

I smiled and kissed their foreheads, gently placing them in the ground; I stood up and stuffed my chest, towering over my gentle little friends with tenderness.

“So, I guess we’ll definitely see each other later huh? Rather if I fail or succeed in my task, I’ll need to celebrate or comfort my sorrow right?”

The Seikou jumped up and hugged my tremendous body to express their happiness. I let the hug last for a while, but then I gently parted them, since I had an apparently impossible task ahead of me.

(to be continued)

[Jack of Blades]

I've been loving this series, a really fresh angle on the usual fare, and Bara art, and the love in certain japanese circles for Big muscle guys and little skinny beautiful bishies is always interesting. Size difference FTW!

Oh, and that name. Kenta... Japanese male name meaning big, large, strong, muscular. I've used it myself for a fan OC of my own based in the Bleach Universe. He was muscular too

[muscl4life]

Originally Posted by Jack of Blades

I've been loving this series, a really fresh angle on the usual fare, and Bara art, and the love in certain japanese circles for Big muscle guys and little skinny beautiful bishies is always interesting. Size difference FTW!

Oh, and that name. Kenta... Japanese male name meaning big, large, strong, muscular. I've used it myself for a fan OC of my own based in the Bleach Universe. He was muscular too

Thanks for your support. I really am trying this new angle for this particular story, enphasizing size difference between characters. And you're right about the name Kenta, it really had reason to be. In fact, I'm being very, very criterious with the names I've chosen for each and every character (thanks GOD for internet sites for the meaning of names in almost every language). Which means that if you take any character and search for the meaning of his name you will more or less have his function in the story...

I hope you continue watching the 4th part will not take long to pop.

Thanks again

Cheers

[muscl4life]

Hey guys, I'm really busy this weekend, so I'm giving you the fourth part now.

No glossary, this time, which means I'm already building the main action, so stay tuned for more!

Cheers!

OMOI WARS

Part 4

Part 4
I followed the path up to the Scroll Sanctuary, breathing deeply to gain necessary calm if I were to deal with an apparently very stubborn Seikou. The building was impressive and at the same time it irradiated an aura of tranquility that soothed me.

The frontal doors were surprisingly opened, so I continued my journey to the atrium, noticing the beautiful murals in the walls, but only then it hit me that such gracious illustrations were indeed very, very sassy, they actually stirred something very naughty inside me.

I looked at pictures of enormous Omoi and little delicate Seikou in all kinds of situations: walking down the beach, picking flowers, playing music, fighting many enemies at once, and even kissing each other.


?You should go now!? The pitchy high tone suddenly snapped me out of my own thoughts.

I looked down and saw this particularly agitated Seikou with red spiked hair dressed in big roomy powder blue silky robes.

?Oh, good day, friend, my name is Kenta and I?m looking for Osamu??

?I know why you came here, but I?m telling you to go out now.?

The little lad carried a bunch of scrolls neatly folded in this wooden box, which he set in the ground and I could tell by the strain in his pretty features that he was struggling to lift such heavy object, but as I motioned to pick the box for him, the little guy simply jumped in front of me.

?What are you doing?? He asked in flaming rage.

?I was just gonna help you, little friend. It seems a very heavy box for you?? I tried to explain but his moody expression remained.

?Yeah?like I?d let such precious treasures in the hands of an Omoi! You?d probably crush them without even realizing!?

As much as I hated to attest, he did have a point. But I still had an alternative.

?Fine, then you go ahead and lift the box.?

The little lad smirked and did exactly as I expected, but before his little body could struggle with the weight, I simply lifted his body off the ground, gently supporting the box?s weight with my fingers underneath his gentle forearms.

?There, this way you can make sure I?m not ruining the box content, while I make sure you?re not hurting yourself, my pretty Osamu.? I said in a gentle tone, but the answer was not much more receptive than the previous ones.

?Fine?do it if it makes you feel manlier.?

Osamu replied harshly, but I decided to ignore his lack of manners by the time being and walked inside the main part of the Sanctuary. We walked towards the patio and entered the Scroll Halls.

There were countless rows of enormous shelves filled with scrolls, books and diagrams of all sizes, forms and purposes. I let the image soak inside my head as I kindly lowered Osamu and his box in the ground.

Judging by the way the little Seikou displayed the material inside the box over the huge wooden table he seemed to know exactly where each piece should be kept.

?What are you still doing here? I told you?re not welcome here, now get away at once!? He tried to dismiss me with a gesture of his beautiful hand, but I wouldn?t give up that easily.

?This is a very nice place, my friend. I can almost breathe the wisdom contained in these famous rooms. One would be very lucky to spend any time here and have some wisdom.?

Osamu looked immediately outraged.

?Look, just because you carried me inside, it doesn?t mean that I?ll let you even touch my precious scrolls. And you don?t dare to try anything because I can have Haruki here faster than you imagine!? The little lad seemed a bit arrogant, but I could also tell he was just protecting himself.

I smiled. ?And why would Haruki be on your side, if you also kept the scrolls from him??

The Seikou seemed infuriated as I called his bluff.

?Because unlike some ignorant rookie students, he knows he has to follow Sensei?s orders!?

I crossed my humongous arms. ?Sensei Akimitsu sent me here after the Jinchi Scrolls, but he had warned me about your?peculiar temper. So, I guess we?re both following his orders huh??

Osamu?s brow rose.

?Well, Omoi, it seems you still didn?t get things around here. It doesn?t matter if in your little village people used to think you?re some kind of massive savior, in here you?re just like anyone else, and you must hear the older students, which means I get to say who is qualified to borrow scrolls from the sanctuary, and I don?t think you?re qualified!?

He once again tried to dismiss me, and this time I got a bit upset with his annoying habit.

?How did you get to this conclusion if you hardly talked to me?? I rebelled against his lightning-fast judgment.

?I just know these things. Omoi come to the Dojo looking for one thing and one thing only, which is growing even bigger and more muscular because of Seiryoku. All they do is pretend to fight each other and then groping the first ass that moves!?

That was a speech with such hatred content that I even doubted Osamu was a Seikou.

?And what if I was Seikou? Would I be granted access to the scrolls??

Osamu chuckled. ?Do you really think any other Seikou would rather spend his time taking care of this place than being courted by lustful Omoi? The Sanctuary was pretty much abandoned upon my arrival in the Dojo because Sensei was too busy and no one ever seemed to care, so I was responsible for making sure this knowledge was not lost!?

?Well, you?re a Seikou and you preferred tending to the Sanctuary than joining your friends in naughtiness, so you will have to rethink your prejudicial assumptions. I want to be tested by you about my qualifications.?

The little red haired Seikou breathed fire trough his nostrils.

?You?are just one stubborn giant aren?t you? Why do you insist in this matter? It will hardly have any effect upon your development. Once you start enko you will be imbued in such power that you will only want to challenge your growing muscles, and everything else will become minor.?

I really didn?t want to bring my virginity matter to the discussion, especially because I felt it was keeping me from having the best time of my life, so I just kneeled in front of Osamu and asked very sincerely.

?Why don?t you help me to follow Sensei?s orders? I?ve just pleaded my loyalty to the protection of the innocent people, and for that reason he sent me after the Jinchi Scrolls. Why is it so hard to believe??

For the first time, I?ve noticed Osamu?s eyes softening; he simply turned his back on me and continued to display the contents of the box over the table.

?Sure, in the beginning you all plead loyalty to the Nations and to protect the innocent, but as soon growth starts, you forget the noble intents and just want to spend time in?despicable ways. Now get off my way because I am busy with real serious matters.?

I was suddenly furious, but before I raised my tone, I remembered Sensei?s advice, realizing that Osamu was probably playing with my emotions to get his intent. Instead of yelling I actually took a deep breath and asked once again.

?I?m here to be tested, noble shiju (scholar), and I won?t leave until I?ve officially failed. If I don?t correspond to your high expectations, I?ll leave and never return.?

Osamu heard a term which he probably never expected to come from my mouth, after all I was just a simple peasant from Old Provinces. He did seem intrigued enough to drop his current activities.

I could see his clever mind probably assumed I?d never be a match for his skills.

?Farewell. There will be just one question, then. Why blue is not red??
He grinned, expecting me to be offended by his question, but he was still far from tricking me.

?Because back in the time when sounds were not written, Wiseman Sadao created our language assigning a symbol to everything that had a name, and thus he gave a symbol to the color blue which couldn?t be the same of the color red, or people would never guess one from the other.?

Osamu was surprised, although I knew in advance that wouldn?t admit his loss that easily.

?That was just to see if you were paying attention, the real test comes now.?

?And am I also supposed to believe there will be only question?? I asked in fake innocence that easily got on his nerves.

?There will be as many questions as I judge fit! If you don?t like it, just walk away.?

?I never said that, shika. I?m ready.?

Osamu smiled, he sure considered the battle over before it even begun.

?How many words are there for the same meaning??

?The same number of solutions for one same problem!? That was actually very easy because my grandpa used it as his personal motto.

?What is the highest number one can write?? He asked, doubting I had knowledge of mathematics.

?There are two answers for this question. Keeper Shiro considered it the same number times one?s heart beats, but Wiseman Takeda once affirmed that one can only write as high as the number of times he breathes.?

I humbly responded and Osamu almost lost it.

?What is the difference between everything and nothing?? He dared me to answer it, but I was already having lots of fun.

I smiled; he was really getting despaired to see me fail.

?The very same between truth and lie, because although one may say he knows everything, if that wasn?t a lie, he could only affirm that he truly knows nothing.?

?You knew that too? But I thought I had invented that?? Osamu sat in the bench behind him, speechless and astounded.

I didn?t gloat, as more tempting as it felt; because I knew that little Seikou was indeed one very wise scholar, and he could help me to unveil tremendous power through his vast Jinchi.

?They were right about you, shiju. Your knowledge exceeds your beauty.? I said gently lifting his delicate face; he was so shocked he didn?t even flinch when I caressed his cheeks with my finger.

I seized my time to give some tenderness to such beautiful lad. I couldn?t tell if he was cuter when he looked all fired up and angry or when he showed me all the innocence and vulnerability like after being defeated in his own game.

Osamu finally looked at me with those big turquoise eyes, still puzzled how one peasant Omoi could beat such clever questions, but I felt particularly merciful after seeing how sweet he truly was.

?My grandfather is Fusao Ichikawa.? The simple phrase suddenly revived the fiery spirit inside Osamu?s body.

?AHA! I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG! You were hiding a very important fact about yourself, which makes this whole test null!?

The little lad jumped in the air, waving his little hands very nervously and I busted into laughter.

?Don?t mock of me! I?m a full-fledged scholar and demand to be respected! You are a liar and a deceiver?you just wanted to fool me!? He protested, but I continued to laugh just by looking at his angry cute face.

?Stop that?Kenta?I am not asking again!? He said in a very low tone, and since the lad truly sounded honest I took a deep breath and managed to control my disrespectful laughter.

?I?m sorry, Osamu?I didn?t mean to disrespect you but the way you?ve just acted was indeed funny. Especially because you know that it won?t change the fact that I?ve proved my value as a fellow shiju. I could take as many tests as you can imagine, and I?d pass them.?

Osamu looked up at me and sighed. ?Fine, you are right?but it wasn?t still fair to hide the fact you had Keeper Fusao as you master.?

I nodded. ?Well, take it this way; I?ve spent all my life failing my grandfather?s own tests so I?ve picked up enough knowledge to be a Scribe if people weren?t so scared of me.?

The little Seikou didn?t smile, but I could tell he amused himself with the idea of my huge figure feeling stupid time after time.

?So, does it mean that I can count on your help to study the Jinchi Scrolls?? I asked in a much happier tone.

?And why would I drop my studies to help you? If you call yourself a shiju, you?re perfectly capable of finding your way around them.

I grinned, picking his little hand; likewise a Seikou would do to an Omoi.

?True, but why would I let pass the opportunity to learn everything I can at your side, Shinju??

Osamu quickly retrieved his hand.

?Oh, I?m not so shallow like these Seikou you?re used to deal. I?m not into this whole courting futility. I?m here to study and that?s what I will keep doing. Everything else is just stupidity, so don?t even try to stick that humongous monster of yours in me, because I?m not here to enko.?

I noticed how serious Osamu seemed about this, which felt really different from the other Seikou, including Sensei Akimitsu. I could also tell Osamu didn?t feel so comfortable with my humongous figure so close to him, so I decided to respect his feelings.

?I?m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, shiju. I truly mean to learn more about the Jinchi Scrolls and the Omoi capabilities like Sensei instructed me, if you can help me that would be really an honor for me.?

I replied in the most polite tone as possible.

The red haired Seikou looked at me and sighed.

?Fine?I don?t think I?ll get rid of you otherwise huh? Oh well, at least you can help me clean the place?there?s some heavy lifting required as well. All the things you Omoi love to do, but don?t expect me to be cheering neither playing a fool just because you?re capable of lifting heavy things.?

?I?d be honored to help you in any way I can, Osamu-san.? I respectfully replied.

?Don?t you call me that anymore, just Osamu is fine.?

?Why?? I asked dumbly.

?You from all people should know better that one record keeper named Osamu would just be very convenient huh? This is not my name, just my title here in the Dojo. And the reason for that is that I wanted so. My real name is not of your concern, just bear in your mind that I am an Osamu (Chronicler).?

For such a little guy he surely required some high maintenance. I spent the next three hours of the day lifting the shelves while he swept the corners and rearranged the displays according to his own mind. I didn?t mind being more than a cleaning helper to him, as long as he told me where I could find the Jinchi Scrolls.

After everything seemed clean enough for his tastes, and I asked about the Jinchi Scrolls for the thousandth time, Osamu finally looked up at me, cleaning the sweaty forehead of his, smiling very charmingly.

?So, here you have the answer of your over repeated question.? He pointed to the whole re-arranged room.

?I only need the Jinchi Scrolls, Osamu.? I said almost rolling my eyes, but noticing the seriousness of his look, I suddenly noticed that the task ahead of me was much bigger than I first anticipated.

?You don?t possibly mean that??

?The Jinchi Scrolls were organized by countless generations of Keepers over the course of Koudou?s history. They contain the most precise facts of key events of our society including the earlier reports of Omoi and Seikou and their importance in the Rise of Fearsome Hordes.?

?But how?many are of them??

Osamu rejoiced as he revealed the truth. ?According to my most recent check there are 1,787 scrolls divided in 259 different groups.?

I gagged. ?That?s easily the biggest record ever made?why haven?t Grandpa Fusao ever told me of them??

Osamu seemed less arrogant when he got the chance to explain something.

?The Jinchi Scrolls were believed to be destroyed many decades prior to the age of Heirless Emperor; but Keepers were divided about its existence, most of them considered them to be some kind of misinterpretation of the oral reports. But Sensei Akimitsu have somehow uncovered all of them and stored them in the Sanctuary. Since my arrival here, I?ve been responsible for organizing them, because the information is scattered.?

I was in awe with the amount of information Sensei wanted me to apprehend.

?But you didn?t actually read them all, did you?? I asked Osamu in shock.

The red haired man sighed. ?I could say three times or none, because the result was the very same?the language is so different from each scroll, and they don?t exactly fall into any category I?ve tried so far, and if you don?t get them organized correctly?their meaning is far too complex.

I could sympathize with the little red haired Seikou; he did seem weary and frustrated, the undeniable amount of stress his mind suffered certainly reflected in physical strain.

At the same time, I felt an irrefutable duty of mine as grandson of the Great Keeper to make sure that knowledge was formally catalogued.

?Shiju, you don?t need to do all of this by yourself. I understand now that Sensei?s intentions.?

Osamu?s demeanor was a bit softened but he still felt very suspicious about my presence in the Sanctuary.

?Huh?you think just because your grandfather taught you some parlor tricks, you?re already are a match for everything I?ve done? You Omoi are so full of yourselves!? He would continue to protest if I didn?t smile and easily hugged his tiny body.

?I?m here now to help you, Osamu, and you know how good I am. I?ll catch up with your developments and soon enough we?ll share this awesome burden Sensei bestowed upon us.?

He was quiet for one moment; I could feel his little body melting under the contact of my humongous musculature. But the moment was gone all of a sudden; Osamu managed to slip through my arms and jumped to the top of a high shelf.

?You?stay?away?from me! I don?t want you to touch me like that ever again you hear me? I don?t care if you?re huge and muscular, I?m not gonna be downsized like the rest of these imbecile Seikou!?

I looked at the shaking little lad and sighed. ?I was being friendly. You look so tired and frustrated; I just wanted to make you feel better.?

?And why do you care about my feelings? I am NOT gonna bond with you or any other Omoi in the Dojo!? Osamu declared out loud.

?I care about you regardless the fact you bond with me. That?s just the way I am, now will you get off there or must I go rescue you??

Osamu stared down at me for a few seconds, but he was back in the ground with just a few agile movements of extreme grace. He then made some gesture indicating that he would not allow any further physical contact between us, and frankly I was more comfortable that way, at least one Seikou wouldn?t be trying to become my ichiban.

?So, if there are so many scrolls, where should I start?? I asked, trying to ignore his even cuter face.

?You?ll start by following my directions, you big muscle ape! Now stay here and don?t move, the last thing we need is a monster like you moving that immense bulk of yours among the shelves. I?ll go find the material you must study.?

Osamu disappeared in the multitude of hallways and shelves, but I could hear his high pitchy voice mumbling as he moved around them.

?Can you speak Teisen dialect?? He asked me from a great distance, since his voice got much farer.

?Not very well, but I can learn pretty fast.? I decided that being honest was the best way to deal with that chronicler.

?Then, we should leave these for later, you wouldn?t get through these shelves without knocking them over?? He mumbled.

?I appreciate your kindness, shiju, but I am sure the sanctuary is big enough for my body.? I said while waiting for his return.

?For now it must be, but I don?t want to risk ending up with a growing Omoi stuck between thousands of years of wisdom!?

I sighed; everybody seems to be expecting some impacting growth from my body, which meant I had to find an Ichiban as soon as possible.

Osamu returned with an armload of scrolls and displayed them over the table, and then he took a deep breath, looking up at me.

?If you want to give up now, I?ll just tell the Sensei I got on your nerves, he won?t blame this on you when you fail.?

I could tell my temper was rising pretty fast by the way my ears got warmer, that little guy surely knew how to get under someone?s skin.

?I will not fail, not with Sensei neither with you, shiju.? I replied, trying to sound as normal as possible.

Osamu shrugged. ?Well, then, here you have the most basic material I could find. There?s at least material for a whole year of apprenticeship in these pages?? The little guy neatly displayed them in the table and showed me the seat.

?Thanks, shiju. I?ll study very, very hard.? I bowed and sat at the table to start reading, still standing much taller than the little chronicler.

?You?d better, tomorrow you will take another test on the contents which you were given today, and if you fail, no further knowledge for you.? Osamu said calmly.

?You will give me another test?? I gasped.

?I just said that, weren?t you paying attention?? He replied like I was the unreasonable one.

?Wait?you just said you?ve given me about one year worthy of study!?

?I did, and you will be tested tomorrow about the whole extent of this subject. Good luck!? Osamu grinned openly as he noticed despair overtaking my expression.

?But it?s too much to prepare in one afternoon!? I protested, my muscles already shaking out of anger.

?It is, but you?re the grandson of Keeper Ichikawa who personally tutored your studies, I?m sure your personal background will compensate this challenge. Now, if you excuse me, I have some real studies to attend.?

Instead of getting angry, I decided to get even with that little rat. I just got back to the table and spent the next hours deeply focused in the Jinchi Scrolls. Getting the right words were not the problem, but making sense out of them was a whole other matter. It felt like trying to make someone stop shaking from cold by describing a warm day of summer.

I could tell Osamu rejoiced in seeing the big sweat drops rolling on my forehead, but at the same time, he was also very impressed with my tenacity to accomplish his impossible challenge.

To my uttering surprise, after the first couple of torturing hours, I slowly started to tell the hermetic logic in those scrolls, and my body heat increased with my excitement.

The hours flew by, and when I felt Osamu?s gentle tap on the table I just snapped from a world filled with answers for my questions, like the apples from the tree that I couldn?t reach no matter how much I grasped for them.
?It?s time for Supper in the Common Halls, you shouldn?t get late for your first one.?

Osamu said, his voice tone sounded like he already guessed that I was very frustrated.

I was pacing, my heartbeat was so intense, my muscles felt sore and yet so pumped with vigor and strength, I looked at the scrolls in my hands and could barely believe in the power they contained.

?I?never thought these Scrolls were so powerful.? I said gulping.
Osamu seemed suspicious.

?Your test is only tomorrow, now go get ready for Supper, you?ll fail tomorrow??

I simply walked closer to Osamu and without ever touching him I whispered.

?You don?t have the power to keep me from knowing everything I?ve been searching, my friend. There won?t be any test tomorrow because I?ve finished these, and now I need to know more about Seiryoku?I need to know if the Deimei Revelations are nothing but a vision Wiseman Takahiro Shimizu had about his fourth son.

Osamu took a few steps back in surprise.

?There?s no way you could have decoded this without my notes?and I made sure to keep them from you! It took me three months to even translate the words from the symbolisms!?

Osamu felt like his world was spinning.

?I saw you struggling with the words, feeling they didn?t make any sense, they were just chaotic amounts of senseless facts?you were lost, but then?you found your way to Jinchi??

?In his Study of Weather and Constellations, he inserted a message for future men, that a Dragon came to him in his dreams and bestowed a gift upon his seed, and revealed that his next sons would carry the burden and the glory of immense power, a power that would last for many ages and be wielded to fight injustice. Takahiro died two months after finishing the scroll, leaving his pregnant wife, and the child was only born many months after his death. There are records of Takumi Shizumi, who would become famous throughout History as the most skilled artist ever known, but he had a twin brother who no one ever bothered to report, I ask you now if that nameless heir could be the first Omoi!?

?Did?your grandfather?No it?s impossible, the scrolls were supposed to be lost no one even laid eyes on these for centuries!? Osamu was the one pacing, for he understood that I broke into the code hidden in these Records.
I waited for my answer, but Shiju seemed just as intrigued as I was.

?I couldn?t find anything about him?other than his name, but it only happened a few days ago. Takahiro had five sons, being the last two twins named Takumi and Takao. There are reports of a local medicine man saying that the second child was taken from the family?s home in the same night he was born.?

I took a deep breath trying to calm my own massive body. ?It is okay, Shiju. I understand now that you couldn?t share the knowledge with anybody else without revealing the secret code, and if you did that, you?d feel like betraying the trust of the wise men who came before us?including Sensei Akimitsu, but I have proven my worth, twice.?

?We have to keep searching, if we can trace down the first Omoi with accuracy then we finally might understand the reason for?our size.? I said in excitement.

Osamu shook his head. ?You almost got it right, but you just refuse to see the whole truth huh??

?Isn?t it all the truth?? I asked puzzled.

?Only half of it, Omoi and Seikou?are part of Seiryoku! You just forgot to ask about Takumi. He was described as the most successful archer ever born, but which war has he fought? How come no one else has ever mentioned his feats as an archer??

?They could have been simply destroyed in time.? I shrugged.

?You?re not gonna be stupid right now are you, Kenta? Just consider the ancient forms of scribing what is the other word to designate a successful archer, someone very sharp and precise??

My eyes opened widely ?So, do you mean Takumi could have been??

?He was the first Seikou, and although his since his looks weren?t that much different than other men, he was surely strikingly remarkable, both in skills and grace.?

?Did you find any more records about him??

?I have been trying in vain?don?t you think I also want to find answers for my own questions?? Osamu looked just as restless as I have been until I heard about the Dojo.

I smiled and whispered in his ear. ?Like I said, no one will keep me from finding the answers I seek, and now that this little fa?ade is over, we?ll break the truth hidden inside the Jinchi Scrolls to unveil the meaning of Seiryoku and to use it in order to prevent another war!?

?Heh, aren?t you the over optimistic one??

I just came really close from his little body and grinned.

?I sure am, now shouldn?t we get ready for Supper with Sensei??
Osamu shrugged. ?You should go, but I don?t like crowds.?

The little guy was a loner, perhaps by his own choice, but upon recalling on how Satoru, Masaaki, Fumio and Hitoshi felt about the little red haired chronicler, I realized that aside an occasional meeting with Sensei or Haruki, that guy only had the company of the scrolls for most of the day.

?Do you want to have Supper with me?? I asked kindly.

?I told you I don?t like crowds, besides all those stupid Seikou jumping around you Omoi make me sick of my stomach.? He replied bitterly.

I grinned. ?I didn?t mean going to the Common Halls, we could have supper together here or anywhere you feel comfortable.?

Osamu seemed happy for almost an instant. ?Are you kidding me? I?m not taking you to my own chambers, where this humongous body of yours barely fit and take any chance with that horrible monster of yours getting hard and you try to enko me!?

I just gasped. ?Osamu?I?d never??

?You?re coming from a meeting with the Sensei with ruined pants, your phallus is showing obscenely, and you want me to believe that you won?t give up to your Omoi urges with me, if you didn?t respect even the noble sensei??

I went quiet, he was absolutely right. The slightest thing could trigger really embarrassing situations, especially because Osamu would not behave like the Seikou I?ve met so far.

?Well?I guess, I?ll see you tomorrow Shiju, we?ll continue in our task then.?

?I?m looking forward to see you tomorrow?? Osamu spoke without realizing that he had been nice to me for once.

I just bowed and got off the Sanctuary before he noticed that.

End of Part 4

[Ephemeral]

Please continue, I love stories like this the most. So many possible love interests xD

[ldaniel13]

Keep going... pretty please

[muscl4life]

I am working on the next chapter. Don't worry, this story will be finished. Thanks for your great support!

Cheers

[funboy]

muscl4life - I have been reluctant to post for some time. However, your latest story has caused me to break my silence.

What an incredible story. The attention to detail, the imagination and character development, your constantly improving talent as a writer, everything has combined to create a work of art. Personal opinion - in the realm of Rowan, and Redcage and a few others.

To make one other observation, once in a while you tend to use a fairly sophisticated word for this type of story (note I am NOT saying for the readers of this forum, but for the type of story). Sometimes a couple simpler words convey the desired substance more clearly and my recommendation is you should consider the simpler combo. But that's it and I am not even sure of that - just a consideration.

I am in awe of the complexity and wonderfulness of this offering and won't even plead with you to continue. You have no choice - such a masterpiece demands completion in its own right. I will simply bide my time quietly and wait for your next instalment.

Well done! Makes me glad I have stayed around.

[muscl4life]

Originally Posted by funboy

muscl4life - I have been reluctant to post for some time. However, your latest story has caused me to break my silence.

What an incredible story. The attention to detail, the imagination and character development, your constantly improving talent as a writer, everything has combined to create a work of art. Personal opinion - in the realm of Rowan, and Redcage and a few others.

To make one other observation, once in a while you tend to use a fairly sophisticated word for this type of story (note I am NOT saying for the readers of this forum, but for the type of story). Sometimes a couple simpler words convey the desired substance more clearly and my recommendation is you should consider the simpler combo. But that's it and I am not even sure of that - just a consideration.

I am in awe of the complexity and wonderfulness of this offering and won't even plead with you to continue. You have no choice - such a masterpiece demands completion in its own right. I will simply bide my time quietly and wait for your next instalment.

Well done! Makes me glad I have stayed around.

Geesh, thanks for your kindness. I really feel very good about this project, because it truly reflects my tastes. The extreme size difference and the romatic settings are such a turn on for me! As for the words I've used, sometimes it's simpler for me chose more elaborated words to express something that someone with better understanding of English would do in a much simpler, and more effective way. But life is a constant learning proccess, so I'm always hoping for self improvement.

I have written a good part of the next installment, but I'll post when I can make sure the next parts are more defined, so I can deliver faster.

Thanks for your support,

Cheers

[muscl4life]

Hey guys,

Once again, thanks for your support. Here's the next part of the story.

Cheers!


OMOI WARS

Story by Muscl4life

Part 5

Common Halls were easily the biggest part of the Dojo, mostly because it had to house the immense figures of the Omoi students at the same time, not to mention the necessity for a humongous kitchen area which would be capable of producing the insane amount of food our massive bodies can consume.

All eyes were drawn immediately to me in the moment I stepped into the ample space, but these were friendly, warm, brotherly looks. I could see the Omoi and Seikou I?ve met earlier, but there were also a lot of other students that equally greeted me silently.

Each massively muscular Omoi was surrounded by a bunch of deliciously beautiful Seikou, the diversity of the group only made me wonder about the mysteries which might be kept in the Jinchi Scrolls.

?Kenta-san, come with me, there are important people who want to meet you, brother.?

Haruki approached me with his ever gentle manners, despite the monumental brawny size, even for the standards of an Omoi. He just hugged my shoulders and friendly guided me through the canopy of muscle monsters and their delicate admirers.

The tables were displayed in several rows surrounding the main table, (which stood against the back wall) like rays irradiating from the Rising Sun, and such arrangement provided that all the students could have a nice view from Sensei Akimitsu and the other masters of the Dojo.

Fortunately, Sensei was not there yet, so Haruki seized this opportunity to introduce me to the other masters, and for my surprise none of them were Omoi. They were actually normal looking men, but their skills were far from that. I could tell these should be the most skilled soldiers, martial art champions, philosophers or mathematicians in Capital City.

?Honorable Masters, this is Kenta Ichikawa, son of Daichi.? Haruki announced proudly, and I felt my cheeks blushing.

The five masters stared at me with their silent gazes; I quickly bowed and showed my respects the beast way I could, only hoping to meet their expectations.

?It?s very rare to see such a young man who knows the proper way to greet an authority?I am truly impressed.?

This tall bald man said as brushed his long mustache with his thin fingers. Such serious demeanor matched the dark grey tone of the ceremonial robes of the Order of the Crescent Moon, which was one of the most influent in Koudo.

Haruki tapped my back like a proud father. ?Your feelings are correct Sensei Nobuo! In fact, Sensei Akimitsu is very hopeful about his potential, especially because he is the grandson of Grand Keeper Fusao; his education is just as polished as noblest Houses in Capital City!?

I went even redder as the masters exchanged looks between themselves.
?The grandson of Fusao is a powerful Omoi; it sure brings strength and wisdom together. You are truly blessed, young man, and I hope to attest your excellence when you come to practice tomorrow.?

Sensei Nobuo never smiled, but I could tell by the intensity of his look that he was indeed impressed, which only made even more nervous.

?Nobuo, don?t scare the boy, can?t you see he?s already too nervous??

I heard the calm voice tone and suddenly noticed the muscular man with bowl-shaped hairdo named Takeshi was sat at the right side of Sensei Nobuo, the consternation in my mind was so visible in my expression that he also blushed, smiling back at me.

?Hello there again; I know you must be confused by the fact I delivered your clothes earlier this morning, but that?s just the way I am, I don?t like to bother people to do things I?m perfectly capable of doing.? Sensei Takeshi explained.

?Oh please, spare us of the bogus explanation. You just love the musky smell of an Omoi by the morning. You might be bigger bodied, but you?re definitely Seikou in your heart!? The blunt affirmation came from a blue haired man sat at the right end of the table.

The man gently rested his cup of tea at the table and although all the other masters seemed deeply disturbed by such inappropriate demeanor, I was even more shocked to realize the familiar look on that absolutely handsome sword master.

?Hello, Kenta. I am very happy to meet you. My name is Kazumitsu, and I?ll make sure you develop skills to make your huge body as decisive as my sword.?

?I am most honored, Sensei.? The dazzling handsome sensei had long blue hair and such a gentle face, but for some reason I quickly lowered my gaze to avoid meeting his because my cock decided to cause even more trouble.
Haruki whispered in my ears.

?In case you didn?t notice already, our Swordmaster is Akimitsu?s twin brother, but he doesn?t like when people talk about their amazing and similar beauty.?

?Please ignore Kazumitsu?s lack of manners, Kenta-san. He should know better by now; I?m Toshio and it will be a great honor to my humble to teach the grandson of a former master of mine.?

The friendly voice tone belonged to the man who seemed the older among the masters, though I knew I could be deceived by my senses, since Seikou could be much older than they looked.

?Sensei Toshio is the Capital City?s Magister, the current Keeper of the Laws of Koudo.? Haruki explained me, although I could already tell me this was the man assumed one of the rules that once were given to my Grandfather.
?I will do my best not to disappoint you, Sensei.? I said formally, noticing that the only remaining Sensei was Akimitsu himself.


?Tonight, you will have the honor to sit aside Sensei Akimitsu?s left side?

?B-but it is your place, isn?t it??? I asked a bit confused by the usual etiquette rules.

?Heh, not really, brother; there are two seats reserved for students in the main table. This honor is reserved for the first night of the newest student; the other seat is for the one with best scores.?

Haruki smiled and pointed to the spots at each side of Sensei Akimitsu?s place, and judging by the difference between the tableware on each side, the other student should be a Seikou.

I thanked Haruki and took my seat, feeling a lot uncomfortable because of the size difference between me and the rest of the people sat at the table. It looked like I was taking most of half of the long table with my humongous musculature, the width of my shoulders pushed the other masters into much humbler positions, but they didn?t seem upset to be eclipsed by my monstrous frame.

Sensei Akimitsu entered the room with his usual delightful grace, but I also noticed that people seemed very surprised to see he was followed by Osamu.

?Good evening, my fellow teachers and students. Tonight we celebrate the arrival of our newest student, Kenta, and the very first time that our current best student of the month decides to honor us with his presence. Kenta-san and our honorable Shiju will join me at the table. The rest of you please salute the congregation of our Dojo.?

The students stood up and greeted us enthusiastically. The powerful Omoi and the graceful Seikou all joined in a very energetic display of joy.

Each face shone with a great pride, each individual seemed very happy to welcome my presence among them, like an equal and it actually felt very important to me.

Osamu, on the other hand, just rolled his eyes seeming already very bored. I noticed Sensei gently corrected his disrespectful posture. I waited for them to have their seat, trying my best to give them the proper space given the massiveness of my muscles.

?Thank you, Kenta-san. I?d like to thank you for finally convincing this little redhead that joining us for supper is not such a bad idea.? Akimitsu quickly said to me, but apparently Osamu overheard that.

?This humongous brute hadn?t done anything to convince me Sensei, I just felt like I should take my rightful place since none of the others would qualify for it.?

The little red haired Seikou said in his usual arrogant tone, but none of the Sensei seemed impressed at such statement.

?I wouldn?t be too sure about that, Osamu. It seems like our boy Kenta is a great candidate for the place at the right side of Akimitsu.? Takeshi swiftly implied, and the other masters agreed, which made Osamu very irritated.

?He?s not his grandfather, he might know a few tricks, but it?s not any true knowledge!?

?Is that so? Well, if you decided to show up for supper in the first time since you were pointed as the best student, I can only imagine that you?re enjoying this spot while you can ?shiju??? Kazumitsu?s comments seemed sharper than his blade; because Osamu simply went red and so upset he decided to ignore the blue haired Swordmaster.

?Osamu is a very wise and generous scholar. I am much honored to work with him in the study of the Jinchi Scrolls.?

I didn?t expect that the whole hall would be quiet after I said that. Even the masters seemed shocked to hear such thing. Osamu shot me a furious look, but Sensei Akimitsu was simply calmer than ever.

?Yes, my friends, that?s exactly the truth. Kenta-san?s skills bested even our bright yet self-proclaimed Shiju, and for that reason Osamu agreed that they both would be in charge of the noble task of unveiling the Jinchi Scrolls. The knowledge they both will uncover will help us to become more powerful to act in defense of our values!?

Akimitsu stood up and rose his cup.

?I purpose a toast to Kenta and Osamu, may their bright minds come together in the unveiling of the Secrets of Seiryoku!?

?KYOSHU!? (Salute) The students and masters rose their cups in our homage, and I felt so honored, and yet very worried to realize now they expected so much from me. It was then, I looked at Osamu and his grin clearly meant that he sympathized with my concerns.

?Now we shall eat and rejoice, my friends. Let the food and the drinks comfort your noble souls.? The Lead Sensei announced as the servants brought enormous treys of delicious food which kept coming despite the quickness they were consumed by the hungry Omoi.

I didn?t know I was so hungry, but soon I was eating like a famished monster, while the Seikou elegantly savored their shares; happiness filled the enormity of Common Halls, each place I looked there was an Omoi eating or flexing for a little audience of enchanted Seikou, most of them were visibly excited, and the Omoi were not ashamed to parade their humongous cocks.

The other masters asked me all kind of questions about my family and my upbringing as an Omoi, which I answered between ferocious bites on the several different kinds of roasted animals that were served in the feast.

Meanwhile, I never let my eyes drift from Osamu; the Chronicler just tried to shut himself back in his little world, I already knew he simply hated any closer contact with Omoi, so I decided to respect his wishes, but unfortunately not everyone felt inclined to do the same.

I noticed that while most of Omoi were eating, Seikou were drawn into the rich beverages, and despite their tiny bodies, they seemed very fondled of heavy drinking, not even the Sensei were an exception of that rule.
Despite being very drunk, Sensei Kazumitsu still moved with the same dexterity and grace towards Osamu.

?You must be very pissed at yourself huh, little shimi (bookworm)? You finally found someone who taught you be a bit humbler, maybe there?s hope for you after all.? Kazumitsu asked in his husky dissimulated tone, seizing the opportunity to mess with Osamu?s red hair, who tried to ignore his teasing comments.

?Leave the boy alone, Kazumitsu, you know the Jinchi Scrolls hold unimaginable power, my brother. Unfortunately their translation is beyond our capabilities, but I have great hope in Kenta and Osamu!? Akimitsu tried to argument but the blue haired Swordmaster just shook his head.

?Oh, I?m not talking about that, old man. I meant that perhaps Kenta-san will finally be able to show the true meaning of Seiryoku to this pathetic little yuri (lily).?

Osamu acted like he heard something really offensive, his eyes tightened; for one second I thought he would slap the Sensei, but then he simply ran away, leaving behind a laughing Kazumitsu who seemed not even slightly upset for causing such thing.

?Why did he leave?? I asked the blue haired Sensei, but he just couldn?t stop laughing to answer my questions so Akimitsu gently touched my arm and whispered.

?Why don?t you go talk to Osamu? My brother?s tongue is much sharper than his sword, and his heart is cruel sometimes.?

?He?doesn?t like me, Sensei.? I really didn?t know how if I should do such thing, after all the little Seikou already scowled me for attempting any more intimate approach.

It was Takeshi who gently approached me this time.

?Believe in us, Kenta-san. The Chronicler cares more about you than he shows, because he never cared to show for supper before.?

The rest of the students seemed aloof about the whole scene; something told me no one would actually do anything for Osamu and it made me feel very angry because he could be a little difficult, but he was still a fellow Seikou.

I respectfully left the table and headed outside to look for the little chronicler, but the dark night was the prefect cloak for someone who clearly didn?t want to be talk.

?Shiju, please talk to me, Sensei Akimitsu sent me here because he?s worried.? I spoke loud and clear but there was no answer, which was not unexpected. I just focused on my surroundings.

It was then I heard a very faint sob, and tried to move my humongous body the most silently to avoid scaring the little Seikou. ?I am sorry if you were hurt?I just want to talk to you, Osamu.?

The sobbing disappeared; I feared he had left for good, though it didn?t take long for me to spot the little figure of the red haired Seikou appearing from the middle of the bushes. It actually hurt me to watch him cleaning the tears from those big beautiful eyes.

?And who said I wanted to talk to you? It?s your fault they?re mocking of me?all of them students and masters?all Seikou are just bitter gaishou (whores)!? I let the little guy vent out his frustration, an uncomfortable silence once again grew between us.

?I am sorry?but I don?t know what made you upset?Sensei Akimitsu called you a flower didn?t he??

Osamu noticed how clueless my question was so he simply shook his head.
?And they still consider you a better scholar than me?You only look for the literal sense of the words. Sure, yuri is one of the names of the lily bloom but in Seikou slang it is the same as coward.?

?I never thought there would be such thing as Seikou slang...so I take it might be really offensive, despite the fact I still think it?s quite an adorable word to be associated to coward.? I was so curious that I simply didn?t notice that it might be inappropriate subject for a conversation.

Osamu took a deep breath. ?How old are you Kenta??

?I?m sixteen?and don?t you go calling me boy!? I replied almost automatically.

The chronicler chuckled. ?You?re old enough to imply the meaning of coward for a Seikou??

Osamu replied looking at the enormous body of my cock hanging out of my ruined pants, and it still took me a few moments to make the correct association, but my face blushed the moment it hit me.

?Oh?you?re afraid of?them? That?s okay?I?m very afraid of mine as well??

?You still don?t understand, do you? It?s not that I?m afraid of your cocks, yuri stands for Seikou as oboko stands for Omoi. It means I?ve never enko before?which apparently is the most despicable sin for a Seikou, because they all feel like I?m some kind of freak!?

?I know how you feel.? I said at once being completely honest but Osamu didn?t seem so impressed.

?Heh, no you don?t. You Omoi are even worse; you think everything comes to enko. I don?t need to fuck every living creature to understand the extent and complexity of Seiryoku! I know my body will develop in time but?I am not gonna become a little sassy whore for Omoi just because your humongous cock will make me eternally young and vigorous!?

Osamu?s anger built progressively as he spoke to me, at some point I felt like he was talking to Kazumitsu instead. He actually poked and even punched the ridiculous hardness of my muscles, but I didn?t care, I felt like he was just letting it out so I just took his punches to help my little friend.

?Osamu?I understand you, trust me?I?? At that moment I really didn?t know if I should tell him that I was an oboko.

The chronicler was about to run away again but I reacted faster this time, engulfing his pretty little body in my humongous muscles.

?You?re not running away, my friend. I don?t want you to hide from shame because you?re pure. I mean?it only means that someday you will find somebody to enko?if that?s what you want.?

Osamu didn?t freak out like the previous time, he simply embraced me and we both stood there quiet under the moonlight for a few moments, until he slipped through my arms again.

?Why do you do this to me, Kenta??

?Do what? Did I hurt you? I?m sorry, I didn?t mean to squeeze hard?I just wanted you to feel protected??

?No, you didn?t hurt me?it?s just?you keep messing with my head! I thought you could be easy to scare off, like the rest of Omoi?they all wanted to flirt with me at first, but I didn?t have any trouble to make sure they soon forgot about enko me, but you?for some reason you just keep coming back!?

?I know?It?s complicated but I like you, and believe me I?m more used to the fact a little guy is scared at my size, my brothers love me but they?re both so scared that I grew used to make sure they understood I?m huge but I?m not gonna hurt them?I guess I?m just doing the same about you.?

Osamu sighed.

?So you don?t care about the fact I keep saying that I will never enko with you??

I just chuckled. ?Believe me; it would just keep things easier. I?am not used to the whole Seikou etiquette as well.?

?What do you mean?? Osamu asked in shock.

?Things go really fast here. In my very first day here and almost got into a fight with Naito because he thought I tried to steal Yoshi from him; Master Takeshi pretended to be a servant just to see me naked, Akira and Tekuno teamed up to be the first fucked by me, and even Sensei Akimitsu seemed upset because I didn?t fuck him right at our first meeting!?

We both laughed at my report. For the first time, Osamu didn?t feel alone in the Dojo.

?Heh, they?re all crazy gaishou who only want to fuck all the time! How is it possible for an Omoi to train all that he needs if he?s constantly fucking? I mean, sure you guys get bigger and stronger, but still you need to focus at some point, we are here to prevent a war!?

I cleared my tears. ?I totally understand you, but the feeling of Seiryoku is very luring?I just hope I don?t end up like the over horny Omoi.?

?I hope that too, for you own sake, because you won?t be allowed inside my temple with one of those erections!? Osamu said as he produced something from the pockets of his robes which he threw at me.

I unfolded the sudden gift which turned out to be some kind of long tube made out of a stretchy fabric with a few strings that served for tying the weird piece.

?What exactly is that?? I asked, still clueless of his purpose.

?You?re all about wordy explanations huh? This is something to help you keep at least some dignity if that monster of yours gets out of control again. It is sold in a few parts of Koudo to keep Omoi?s shames under control, you tie that thing around your waist and stick that obscenely large thing into the stretchy part and even if it ruins your pants, you will still retain some dignity? hopefully.?

I blushed intensely when I noticed the size of the long tube and how stretchy it promised to be.

?Why?thank you, Osamu?I mean?I appreciate your care to me.? I said very embarrassed.

?If I am forced to work along with you, at least let?s keep some level of decency, I don?t want to stare at your balls and cock all the time!?

?You know, for someone who claimed that all Omoi are dumb and all Seikou are whores, you?re being awfully nice to me Osamu??

I said while gently holding his tiny hands on my massive paws, but he didn?t retrieve it this time; I felt a comfortable awkwardness installing between us.

Osamu blushed. ?Well, it?s not that hard being nice to someone as gentle as you??

I still tried to figure the meaning of that weird feeling, an ever-lasting moment which was completely destroyed when Hitoshi appeared out of nowhere looking for me.

?Kenta-san, is everything alright? Y-you left supper so abruptly?? His sweet voice tone was enough to bring back Osamu?s fowl temper. The little red haired Seikou once again was filled with his unexplainable anger.

?And you came here to make sure he was just okay right?? The chronicler asked very upset, but Hitoshi didn?t seem as consternated as I; the purple haired student just crossed his arms at his chest.

?This supper was a tribute to Kenta-san?s arrival. You tried to steal his thunder, but no one cares about you anymore, yuri.?

Fumio caught up with his friend to join in the mockery.

?Yeah, yuri, we all heard when Sensei Kazumitsu put you in the right place! Kenta-san is much better than you, and he?s gonna prove that soon!?

?What in the world are you saying? Starting a fight with Osamu in front of Kenta? Don?t you have any respect towards our new student?? Masaaki said in his more political tone, but Osamu wouldn?t take the same offenses again.

?The three of you are the same, Masaaki. You can fool that mammoth over there, but I?m keen to your intents.?

I could tell there was a tension between the red and the green haired Seikou, for one split second I noticed the kindness leaving Masaaki?s eyes, they exchanged fiery stares for a moment, but before I could intervene, it was the green haired Seikou who simply broke the little confrontation.

?I apologize for this inconvenience, Yuusha. The rest of the students noticed you left abruptly and we all felt like you were offended by something Osamu might have said to you. But it seems that you were just being the same kind noble soul who helps those in distress.?

?That?s okay, Masaaki. I talked to Osamu and he seems to feel better now, we can all return??

?I am not going back to that horrible place, Kenta.? The chronicler said in a bitter tone.

?Do you see this, Yuusha? The little yuri truly has no respect for you whatsoever!? Fumio accused Osamu, but one look from Masaaki shut his mouth.

This time the little shiju didn?t get so offended to be called that way; instead he just turned back at me and grinned.

?I am going to my chambers now, you do whatever dirty things that your putrid minds desire, but remember Kenta-san?you should not indulge yourself because if you get late tomorrow the doors on sanctuary will be forever closed on you.? He declared as he left us.

When Osamu was out of sight, I shook my head and said.

?There was no need for you to offend, Osamu. He is a friend of mine.? I told the three remaining Seikou.

Masaaki lowered his gaze, although his face read soft and apologetic, he still seemed a bit condescending towards me.

?You are just too kind and innocent, Kenta-san. That little reckless Seikou is nothing but trouble. The only reason Sensei Akimitsu lets him pretend to be a proper scholar is to get him out of our way. He never takes part in the Dojo?s projects activities, he never trains with us, and he openly hates his very kind and even you powerful Omoi.?

I sighed. ?He might be different than most of you, but that doesn?t change the fact that he?s a fellow student, and you should try to be more comprehensive. There?s a lot resting in his frail shoulders.?

?I didn?t know you two were so close?after all you just arrived and that annoying Seikou has gotten on my nerves for quite so long.?

?We?are not close, but still it doesn?t matter, I don?t like when people are disrespected.?

Masaaki noticed that he wouldn?t get any kindness from me if he continued to trash Osamu for me, so he quickly changed his attitude.

?Kenta-san, I?m sorry, it won?t happen again?? The beautiful Seikou approached me and reached for my hand. At first I didn?t want to let him touch it, but the feeling of his warm soft skin against my harsh muscular limb was so pleasing that I didn?t mind indulging myself.

?Oh, no?what have I done? Now, you?re upset with all of us aren?t you, Yuusha? I?m sorry?it is so clear now.?

?What is clear?? I asked nervously.

Masaaki grinned so sweetly. ?You are stuck with Osamu to work on the Scrolls and I can only imagine the kind of hard time he had put you through just to accept you?and we ended up making things even harder for you?I?m so sorry for being petulant?can you ever forgive me??

I knew I was blushing now. ?Masaaki?just promise me that you will be more like the gentle, understanding and peaceful angel you were earlier today??

That particular Seikou understood my hint and sighed gently as he looked up at me.

?I am none of those things, Shuhan. It?s your kindness that inspires me; unfortunately not all of us can be so graceful. Forgive me once again, but I thought Osamu had ruined your evening, and I selfishly feared our plans took the same way??

Fumio and Hitoshi joined their friend, looking at me with those big, languid, lustful eyes. Their delicate features shone under the pale moonlight. Once again, my better judgment was being overwhelmed by the boiling lust of my groins.

?Oh, yeah?I remember we had made plans for tonight??

Fumio immediately reacted. ?Y-you still want us, right Shuhan? We are still beautiful at your eyes?aren?t we??

I gently embraced the three of them in my arms, and it felt so damn right ? their tiny fit bodies confined in the immensity of my monstrously hard muscles.

?Of course you?re beautiful, my pretty tenshi! You?re all beautiful like the stars!?

Their giggling made me breathe faster and warmer, I could tell my features quickly assumed the same languid, lustful aspects of my little fellow students.

Hitoshi palmed my abdominal muscles while he explored the immensity of my physique.

?I can?t believe we?ll be the first in the Dojo to enko such a powerful Omoi.?

He whispered to Masaaki, who just pretended to ignore his impolite manners.

?You wouldn?t mind carrying us to a more private place, would you Yuusha? The supper is already finished and the students might be coming out any moment now, especially other Omoi??

I still didn?t know what got into me, but I just felt so possessive about the three Seikou that I quickly picked their light bodies and carried along with me. Meanwhile, Fumio and Hitoshi kissed my nipples while Masaaki rubbed his soft cheeks against the hard mounds of muscle on my neck.

We eventually were back at my rooms, I gently lowered my Seikou in the enormity of the padded floors and we started making out vigorously. Fumio and Hitoshi reached for my left arm and kissed the mounds of my relaxed and yet raging hard muscles, while Masaaki gently rested on my chest and carefully rubbed his body against mine.

?Kenta-san, you are so manly, so powerful?you will soon be the biggest Omoi who ever walked on Koudo??

I didn?t think such an obvious flatter would be so effective, but the truth was that it actually made me feel so special that my cock once again emerged from between my legs and this time it demanded immediate attention, and the green haired Seikou felt it all the way to his butt, the enormity of cock poked Masaaki in his firm bulbous behind.

?Oh, Shuhan, you?re so manly?you can?t wait to enko with me do you??

I just nodded, although it wasn?t entirely true.

I was crazy to enko but it was not Masaaki who lingered in my mind.

The images of Osamu flooded my mind. The cuteness of his face which seemed to grow exponentially more beautiful when he got angry or sad; yet the shine of his smile rivaled the very sunrise.

?Oh?Yuusha, your cock, it?s so thick?so manly?look the three of us can hug it at the same time!? Fumio whispered so low, but it was sufficient to bring me back to such hot reality.

I moaned as they played with the enormity of my manhood.

?You are so manly, so virile, Shuhan! I doubt we?ll ever be able to seize this manly fire of yours, but it?ll be so nice to try again, again and again!? Hitoshi giggled as he helped his friends to jerk the glorious rugged veined surface of my cock.

Masaaki rubbed his body all the way back to my chest and I hugged his thin figure, his pretty eyes looked at my soul and I feared for one moment he could tell that it was not him that I truly wanted to be nested and protected in my muscles.

?Kiss me Kenta-san?? He mouthed to me and I unleashed the lustful beast inside me.

I never expected to be such a great kisser, especially because my experience was so limited, but having someone so beautiful, gentle and especially sexy like Masaaki helped a lot. Our kiss now felt comfortable and tender, but it started very roughly and aggressive, like the cry finally released after being muffled for a long time.

Masaaki gently made me realize that he no longer could breathe, still I kissed him for a few extra moments, until he was finally released.

?Kenta-san!? He paced with an excited horny look in his face, but I was very serious.

?Get back to my cock now.? It was the first time I ever spoke like that with anyone, but to my uttering surprise Masaaki actually enjoyed the harsh, authoritarian way in which I spoke to him.

The green haired Seikou obliged quickly and the three pretty little guys were all worshipping the immensity of my enormous phallus.

I just threw my head back and enjoyed as the three of them were actually standing on my body, but even their combined weight felt as light as a grain of salt.

The Seikou were very dedicated to their task. Fumio, Hitoshi and Masaki hugged and jerked my cock as I felt new heights of pleasure; my limited sexual experience made every second feel so special and outstanding that it was almost to think about something else.

Then, I remembered how cruel Kazumitsu sounded, and the impact his mockery had over the chronicler, who I considered to be a very brave little lad. If being a virgin meant such a disastrous thing to a Seikou, what would the other Omoi think of me if they knew I was oboko?

Haruki was the first to notice my condition and quickly acted to make it seem like I was fooling Seikou, playing with their very emotions, and Sensei Akimitsu did his best to encourage me to overcome my oboko condition in the name of Seiryoku, but if Osamu was also a virgin, would that mean they were using him to get the Scrolls translated?

That thought suddenly made feel cold. Why did everybody seem to hate Osamu, just because of his option to remain pure?

I stood up, not realizing the little guys were still clinging to my cock. It took me a few seconds to make them understand that situation had changed dramatically.

??you?re leaving us? But why? I thought we were having such a great time, Yuusha!? Hitoshi protested, and Fumio just looked very angry.

?He?s just playing with us?like he did with Akira and Tekuno! He?s probably shacking with the Masters, so he sees no advantage in enko with students.?
Masaaki seemed the most distressed of them, his hair was a mess, his sweaty pale face showed how much dedication he was putting into pleasing me, but for some reason he just took a deep breath and told his friends to leave us.

For some reason, they didn?t complain and simply left me with a calm, yet very serious Masaaki. At that point, my cock was still throbbing and dripping ridiculous amounts of precum on the floor; yet, the little Seikou seemed to regain his composure.

?Kenta-san, your body clearly wants to enko with us, but I fear your heart is not in the same place.? He smiled as he got dressed, and I felt so humiliated for bailing out sex twice in the same day.

?Masaaki?it?s not that I don?t want it, it?s just??

?You preferred someone else was here with you, Shuhan. Too bad you?ve seemed to favor the one Seikou who hates the world with all the force of his heart.? Masaaki said so sweetly that it made shiver of anger.

?Explain your meaning, Masaaki!? I ordered once again, but this time the Seikou wasn?t so cooperative as before.

?There?s nothing to explain, Kenta-san. Osamu hates both Omoi and Seikou, he can?t accept his true nature, and he will grow old and weak in time, like the yuri bloom itself.?

?Why do you keep calling him that? He?s not a coward just because he?s a virgin.?

?I didn?t mean that when I called him yuri, ignorant fool. He?s such a delicate, pure flower that lasts oh so briefly, without Seiryoku he?ll perish very fast, and I am mostly sorry because none of us will actually feel sorry when that happens.? Someone else said, but it was so smoothly that my mind took a while to register we were not alone.

I was so shocked, it didn?t even occur to me that I picked Masaaki by his collar and was almost shaking the small lad.

?Why do you hate him? Is it just because he?s a virgin? Are you that shallow Masaaki??

A gentle, soft, yet very aggressive laughter invaded the room, I felt something pressing certain parts of my arm and before I even noticed, Masaaki was not only free from my grip and leaning against the wall, next to Sensei Kazumitsu.

I blushed deeply because of the sudden situation, but the blue haired master kissed Masaaki in the forehead and they both hugged very sensually.

?You should pay more attention to those who actually care for you, Kenta-san. That little chronicler of yours is the snake my brother decided to rest in his bosom.? Kazumitsu explained as he protectively placed himself between me and Masaaki.

?That makes no sense! Osamu earned a very trusty position from Sensei Akimitsu!? I protested, but the two Seikou only exchanged grins of mockery.

?By the Gods, you?re an awfully innocent mammoth puppy, aren?t you? Wake up and get your defenses ready, Kenta-san! We are in verge of a new war era, and if you continue to be that stupid, no matter how powerful you are, we?re doomed!? The master spoke with such assurance that I caught myself kneeling, desperately apologizing for my previous behavior.

?I am sorry Sensei, I??

Kazumitsu rolled his eyes and held my face.

?You are in love with Osamu, silly boy!? The way he spoke it sounded so clear and yet cut me like a sharp knife through my heart.

Masaaki just shook his head in agreement. ?Poor, Kenta. So much muscle, so much vigor and yet such little brains, you?ve fallen for a traitor.?

The tears rolled from my eyes, but they made me braver, so I stood up and towered over the Seikou, and for the first time in my life I felt the anger boiling inside my chest.

?You have no right to judge me, neither Osamu. He?s a fellow student in this dojo and you should pay him the due respect, Masaaki. And you, Sensei, I thought I wouldn?t have to preach about the importance of being earnest to someone who was supposed to be my role model.?

Kazumitsu?s eyes widened and it felt like he was slightly less mocking of me.
?How dare you speak to me like that? I?ll have you expelled??

?No you won?t. You might be a great swordsman, but you?re clearly only tolerated here because your brother runs this Dojo, and it doesn?t need to be a genius to realize he?s ashamed of your behavior.?

This time, I could tell by the way Masaaki?s eyes reacted that the blue haired Sensei was pissed.

?Oh, so I?m the evil twin brother of your beloved Sensei Akimitsu huh? That?s so typical of him, twisting everything to make it seem like he?s the perfect one! If I remember he tried to milk your power in the very first time he met you huh? And what did he do when you rejected his courting? He sent you looking for the one Seikou that he knew would reject you for the very reason you breathe! How does it sound huh??

?These are the words of an envious child!? I knew I couldn?t reveal the real reason to that shallow Seikou so I tried to change subject by appealing to his obvious weak spot.

Kazumitsu looked into my eyes with profound despise and whispered. ?If only I knew back then you?d turn into such spoiled brat??

I pretended I didn?t hear these last words and continued on my speech about the many differences between the twin brothers.

?Sensei Akimitsu sent me after the Jinchi Scrolls because he knew of my training with my grandfather would be helpful? I shook with anger, my muscles flexed harder and bigger, and it clearly was scaring the student Seikou, but Kazumitsu was not so impressed yet.

?Oh please?.how can you be so stupid? Akimitsu is the very reason why you grandfather left Capital and went hiding in the country!?

Those words actually caught me off guard. I acted so fast that even a Seikou swordsman like Kazumitsu could be prepared. I reached for his body and crushed the blade of his sword with my bare hands, breaking it in several pieces while I held him in the other arm.

"Speak the truth which lies beneath your fowl tongue!? I said without realizing I was threatening a legendary warrior of Koudo.

Kazumitsu was afraid, regardless his attempts of remaining impassive, I could tell he feared for his life.

?Your grandfather was to be pointed the successor of the Heirless Emperor, everybody knew that but the Warring Clans feared Fusao more than anything. His uptight education would make him an ironclad ruler, immune to the corruption of the Noble casts, for that reason they had to make sure Ichikawa would never accept being the next Emperor??

I felt my grip around Kazumitsu?s neck tightening as the anger mixed with pain inside my chest.

?Speak at once, devil tongue!? I shouted and it actually spread fear in the heart of my sensei, so he just went quiet, his body shaking violently.

?Put my brother down, Kenta. He?s not the one who lied to you.? Akimitsu said firmly. The Sensei followed Masaaki to the room but it suddenly felt so small when Haruki also entered, I couldn?t care how mad I was, the vision of that enormous Omoi made me feel angry and horny at the same time.

?Don?t make fight you, brother.? Haruki pleaded and I noticed the tension in the room, but I was able to let my mind to relax, so I let Kazumitsu free.

?I demand to know the truth.? I said looking at Haruki, not feeling intimidated by his bigger frame.

"That's the least I can do for you, child." The Sensei said in a very sad tone.

?Your grandfather and I were friends back when were students, but our friendship grew during our lives. He followed a path of academic excellence and became the Grand Keeper. Meanwhile, as a Seikou I just became what was expected of me?I was the leader of the Heirless Emperor?s personal secret guard, and my job was to make sure none of the conspiracy plots reached Shinjin, but I couldn?t help when they killed your mother and father.? The light of Akimitsu?s beauty faded out when he confessed.

I felt my stomach aching. ?You?knew they were in danger??

The Sensei nodded. ?I did, but there was nothing I could so because I had to protect the Emperor and his successor; as pointed in the Royal will. I sent some of my most trusted men to protect your parents, but they were only able to save you and your brothers before it was too late.?

I looked at Kazumitsu and noticed his mocking grin vanished from that porcelain face. I could tell right then he was among the agents who had saved us, but there was no regret for my latest actions because I still remembered how he intentionally hurt Osamu?s feelings.

?When I delivered you and your brothers to Fusao, the poor man was destroyed; he cursed me and the Emperor and demanded to be dismissed from that duty, not because of him, but he feared for you. He never wanted to be Emperor, he was a scholar, and his family was his most precious treasure?and I owed it to him. Shinjin was very sick and his mind already going weak. We destroyed the will and any evidence of its making, and so Grand Keeper Ichikawa was released from his duties and took his family to live outside Capital City.?

The sensei seemed relieved to tell me such events, but I couldn?t feel more restless.

?Osamu was right?you?re all crazy gaishou!? I shouted from the top of my lungs, and the walls shook intensely. The anger in my spirit boiled beyond my control.

?You?ve claimed to be my grandfather?s friend and yet you didn?t tell him about the plots about his own family!? I pointed at Akimitsu but right then I just turned to face his blue haired twin.

?And it?s not because you saved me in the past that you have the right to toy with my feelings with your poisonous tongue!? The swordsman just stared at me with the remains of his sword.

?At least there?s some fire inside you. I feared that living in country had gotten you soft.?

I looked at Haruki and the bigger Omoi actually sympathized with my pain, but it was his duty to stay at Sensei?s side, he was the only one I actually understood at the moment.

It was only then I realized that all these revelations made me forget about their open hatred about Osamu.

?Brother, why do these Seikou hate the chronicler?? I asked Haruki and the humongous protector just took a deep breath.

?Kenta-san, there has been too many accusations tonight. Let?s try to sleep now, the whole Dojo might be hearing us now.?

?I don?t care! They all hurt Osamu on purpose, and they call him a snake! What has he done to be treated like that??

?They hate the chronicler because of his origins, Kenta-san. He comes from the same land of the Inoue Clan, which claims dominance over Koudo after the passing of the Heirless Emperor, despite the lack of consensus from the Council.?

?You just hate him because of his birthplace? That?s ridiculous!?

Akimitsu sighed. ?That?s just what the students know, Kenta-san. The traces of his origins are obvious in his accents, but what most of students ignore is the fact that Osamu might be the very reason for the upcoming war. Though my brother might have exaggerated, I did offer him shelter at the Dojo because of his Seikou condition, but his family members claim that he?s been kidnapped and kept hostage by Kaigi. ?

Akimitsu declared at once.

?Is that the reason for the secrecy of his name? But he is paying a price far too high??

?Don?t be stupid, boy. The Inoue Clan ordered the assassination of your parents! That little bastard has been prepared to assume the throne for years, but for some ridiculously foolish reason, my brother believed when he came asking for protection! Now he?s been studying our precious scrolls and collecting as much information for whatever sinister plot he?s been planning!?

?ENOUGH!? Akimitsu shouted at his brother, his voice sounded much more powerful than he usually let it sound. I watched as the Sensei held my hands and explained.

?Despite the fact he?s never enko before, Osamu?s senses are very keen and his mind has an opened eye for things that cannot be seen. He told me about his dreams, and I believe they?re linked to the Scrolls. The moment I felt your potential, I knew the two of you were meant to work together?and I can tell you already feel that in your heart.?

?You don?t mean I?m in love with Osamu too do you, Sensei??

The Sensei grinned. ?I think we all should follow Haruki?s suggestion. It has been a day far too agitated for your first, Kenta-san. Tomorrow you can continue with your search.?

The room was empty before I could protest, but Akimitsu remained there with me for a few more moments.

?I just want you to know that I did everything to keep your family protected, but I obviously failed on my great friend Fusao, and for that he can never forgive me, but I assure you that keeping the Peace is my way to excuse me for previous faults.?

I sighed. ?Sensei, if you know Osamu?s name, then why don?t you just tell me? Why keeping this secret??

Akimitsu smiled and kissed my fingers.

?Ah, Kenta-san, you never cease to amaze me. That is the very reason I let him to hide in the Dojo. The heirs of Inoue Clan are never given any names, to keep their identity safe from their enemies; they just never imagined it would backfire on them. The dreams Osamu has are all linked to mysteries of Seiryoku, and for that reason he studies the Scrolls so hard, he is the search of his own name.?

?Why doesn?t he just pick any name??

?Because, he is looking for a meaning to his life, he doesn?t want the burden of a War in his shoulders, he?s tired of all the blood his family has spilled, he rejected his very name in the search of his own fate. That is the proof of a noble soul, and that?s why you?re in love with him.?

?Stop saying that, Sensei. How can I be in love with someone I just met? Someone who openly despises everything about me, my size, my strength...?

?There?s no justification for love, young one. We might find reasons, but nothing truly explains how we end up loving someone. Osamu feels so abject to enko and the Omoi because of the revelations of his mind?s eye. He fears they might come true?he fears they?re bad omen.?

?Bad omen? What are these dreams, Sensei??

Akimitsu just shook his head. ?They?re not mine to reveal, Yuusha. But I can tell you that both of you have come to this place searching for answers. I don?t know if you ever will find them, but the questions afflicting you are the very same.?

After that, the Sensei left my room. I felt my heart pounding inside the chest. So many questions, so many doubts, but there was one thing that rested sure.

I had to protect Osamu (or whatever his name was) with my very life.

To be continued

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Hey guys!

Sorry for the dealy, but I give you the sixth installment. I hope this chapter gets you prepared for what comes next!

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OMOI WARS

Part 6

Part 6
I knocked at the Sanctuary at the break of dawn, and my anxious heart filled with joy when Osamu?s pretty face showed up, all grumpy and sleepy.

?Are you crazy? It?s still night, go back to your room and get some sleep!?

I just grinned and hugged the tiny little Seikou in my arms, and given his sleepy reflexes, I could hold him next to me for a few moments, which were enough to calm all the bad things I?ve dreamt about last night.

?What was that all about?? Osamu finally got back to his own mind, but at that point I had already calmed down by kissing his rosy cheeks, so I headed straight for the Jinchi Scrolls.

?Oh, I just wanted felt like doing it, you can?t blame a guy for being affective can you??

The red haired chronicler just shook his head and mumbled something, but he surely seemed impressed with my own interest for unveiling the Scrolls.

?I?ve made some notes for you; after all I?ve been dueling with these scrolls for much longer??

?Yeah, I?ve noticed. But that?s not much more other the Deimei Revelations. Where to go from there? The rest of the scrolls need to be placed in a certain order to complete the sense we?re looking for.?

?And you?re telling me that? I?m working day and night to get this right, you big buffoon!? Osamu slapped my back but it clearly only hurt his tiny hand. We continued to study the scrolls, trying to find a way to rearrange the parts so they could reveal something new again, but as time passed it proved a very difficult task.
The chronicler then started chanting something to calm himself down, and I noticed how sweet and angelical his voice sounded, soon I was totally focused on his amazing singing, and forgot all about the scrolls in front of me.

?I?m sorry?I shouldn?t do that, but it helps me passing the time?you have to understand I spent my days all alone in here.?

I smiled ?I am not complaining, in fact you have the most beautiful voice?it?s also a very soothing song, but I?ve never heard it before, is it something from your hometown??

Osamu?s face got serious. ?It?s just a lullaby son, nothing important. Now, let?s get back to work.?

I gently lowered my humongous chest closer to the little Seikou and whispered.

?I am here for you, Osamu.?

The little guy was suddenly shocked. ?What the hell do you mean by that??

I was very calm. ?Exactly what you heard, I am here for you. I?ll protect you.?

?P-p-pro? p-protect me from what??

?I?ll protect you from anyone who might try anything to harm little my friend.? I replied casually looking back at the scrolls, but Osamu remained puzzled.

?What?what did these gaishou tell you about me?? His tone sounded worried and somewhat angry.

?Should we really lose our precious time to discuss such minor details?? I knew that Osamu was the kind of guy who needed to feel in charge in order to be comfortable about his personal issues.

?Look, I don?t know what that annoying Masaaki told you, but they?re disgusting gossipers, you can never trust them?? It was Osamu who first reached for my hands, and that particular detail made me so happy.

?They said some worrying stuff about you, my friend, but nothing that I couldn?t handle. I don?t care if you have your reasons to remain pure, that?s your choice and I respect it.?

Osamu looked a bit more confident, and yet even more puzzled. ?Was it all they have told you, Kenta??

I shrugged. ?Well, the rest did not concern you as a matter of fact??

The little red haired chronicler shook his head. ?That?s okay?if you want to talk about it?we can give a break from the scrolls??

I took that slightest opening and gently told him all about the events of last night after he left me with Masaaki and his friends. As the story unfolded, I could tell Osamu?s worries grew more intense, and when I finally told about my confrontation with Kazumitsu and the intervention of Haruki and Sensei Akimitsu, his face was noticeably blushed.

?You?got into a fight with Kazumitsu because of me? Kenta, that?s foolishness, that annoying swordsman is protected by his brother, he can make your life here very miserable, believe me??

?Well, he?s got more important things to do, like forging another sword for him, because I broke that thing with my bare hand. I?m not saying I feel proud of it, but I admit I do not regret doing such thing.?

?You broke his blade with your hands??

I blushed. ?Well, technically I crushed it with one hand?I know it was stupid, but I felt so angry, and the thing didn?t even scratch me, I think my skin is tougher than I thought.?

Osamu searched my enormous hand with his pretty fingers, gently touching the harsh skin of my palm, looking for any signs of cuts, but the calloused surface of my gargantuan paw was intact. Noticing that I was adoring to be touched so carefully, the little Seikou quickly stopped and tried to regain a distant posture.

?Well, in any case you were a fool. Kazumitsu is one dangerous Orochi (snake) and you just got him angry at you for no important reason. He?s gonna make you regret your choices.? The scholar looked at me apprehensively.

?Believe me; Kazumitsu?s disappointment towards me comes from other reasons. In fact, last night I discovered that both he and Akimitsu saved my family from being killed by conspirators.?

Osamu dropped his brush, his hands were visibly shaking, but he remained quiet.

?My parents were murdered in the same night Grandpa Fusao was chosen by Shinji as the next ruler of Koudo. Sensei Akimitsu was the chief of the Emperor?s Personal Guard at the time, and he sent a task force to stop the assassination plan, but they only succeeded in rescuing me and my brothers. The pressure was too much for a man like Grandpa; he forced Akimitsu to destroy Shinji?s will and ran away to the old provinces with us.?

I felt I could trust Osamu completely, even after the dreadful attempts to depicture him as a traitor of Koudo. The little red haired chronicler was speechless, but I wanted him to feel safe next to me.

?That?s why I told you, I?ll be here for you, Osamu. I?m not letting anything bad happen to you.?

Osamu tried to leave the room, but I was prepared for such kind of reaction; at the slightest sign of tension in his muscles, I quickly picked the tiny figure into my arms and hugged him was gentle as those monumental pectorals of mine allowed.

?Everybody is convinced that you have seduced me, that I?m blind because I?m in love with you, Osamu. I don?t know if they?re right, but I know one thing for sure. You need protection.?

?Let me go you moron! You don?t know me at all! You?re just a stupid kid trying to save the world just because you?re so big and strong!? He kicked and screamed but I remained calm.

After the initial moments, Osamu?s energy quickly dropped and soon he was quiet, but I kept hugging him as tight as before, we were quiet all the time and that moment soon became very cozy and comfortable.

?I am fine now?why don?t you let me go??

?I?ll never let go of you, Osamu.? I giggled, trying to make that moment last as long as possible.

He sighed, and to my surprise, he no longer tried to escape.

?Why do you trust me so much, when I?ve done anything else but trying to keep you at bay??

?I can?t explain why I trust you, but I can tell you that I honestly trust you. I know you?re keeping a lot of important details from everybody in the Dojo, but something tells me that your search for the Jinchi Scrolls is just as noble as your heart, Osamu.?

The chronicler seemed much more comfortable in my arms.

?I?dreamt of you Kenta. Not just once or twice, you?ve been in my dreams long before we met.?

I tried to act as surprised as possible, but that smart Seikou just rolled his eyes.

?Yeah, I can tell you Akimitsu has probably told you that too huh? Damn, these Seikou are such gossipers! Well, I guess it?s useless now??

?He?told me you have dreamt about me, but he didn?t reveal the content of your dreams, he said that I should get it from you, Osamu.?

The chronicler went quiet and pensive for a moment, and then he just shrugged.

?Oh, what the hell?now that you know there?s no reason to keep it a secret, anymore. I dream of you almost every night, well let?s make that more precise. I?ve been dreaming with you for the last 4 years of my life. In each night I have several versions of the same dream with you bringing the end of Koudo.?

?WHAT?? I nearly dropped Osamu because of the shock.

?I dream that you will lead Omoi and Seikou united as a Kaigi General, your strength and power will surpass any Omoi ever born. Under your command, Omoi and Seikou will rise against the Inoue Clan?s forces and the battle will be quick. You will crush the rebellion and put an end to the Age of War much sooner than expected.?

I gulped, feeling my heart sinking in my enormous chest, but Osamu continued reporting his dreams to me.

I shook my head. ?Is this some kind of joke? Osamu, you?can?t be serious.?

?I knew that you would eventually end up here, the feelings you kept in your heart were too clear, you wanted answers for your questions, and I knew the Jinchi Scrolls were keeping them, and I only wanted to make sure I?d be here when find them.?

?No?wait?this doesn?t make any sense! You have made it almost impossible for me to even look at the scrolls!?

Osamu laughed gently. ?Did you really think I could make it easy? How could I be sure that you were the one of my dreams? I mean?you were, but so could every other Omoi, you?re all massively muscular and manly, my own lust could play tricks over my mind. So I announced that I?d never enko?that would keep Omoi away from me, but hopefully not the one supposed to find the Scrolls, and you didn?t disappoint me??

?Do you mean that you and Sensei Akimitsu have been playing with me??

?No, Akimitsu was honest with you, he truly hoped that if he encouraged Omoi to come here and look for the Scrolls, I would eventually find the one of my dreams, the one who would win the upcoming Age of War?

?And here I thought I had to protect you from the anger of those who believed you were a traitor??

Osamu chuckled. ?Akimitsu is so hopeful to avoid the war; he believes you will bring Peace to Koudo. I had a plan all along, Kenta-san. I pretended to have dropped my clan and infiltrated into the enemy forces to find out the Omoi who would become the Ruler of Absolute Nothingness.?

?Osamu??

?I am not Osamu; it was the name Akimitsu chose for me because I wasn?t given any name by my family.?

?I?know that, but you said you dropped your family ?? For some reason I felt sorry for Osamu?he was denied the right to be called by his own name.

?But if you have been dreaming with my victory, why did you run away from your own family and came here, exactly to the enemy Dojo??

?My plan consisted in coming here to seduce you!? The little red haired Seikou simply explained. ?I?d become your Ichiban, and through our enko I?d share the power you will soon unearth. Together we?ll be unstoppable, the Inoue Clan wouldn?t stand a chance!?

?Why would you betray your own Clan??

Osamu shook his head. ?I never had a family; I never even had a name to be called. I was raised as a leader, ever since tender age the servants called me majesty, I was taught everything to become a powerful king, how to keep people under my control under adverse times. I was supposed to take my own name only after ascending to the throne! Who denies a child the right to be a child? I don?t feel they?re my family, and my heart was so filled with that I didn?t realize I was on the way of unleashing mayhem??

?Why do you say that??

?My dreams with you changed upon my arrival in the Dojo, and they indeed revealed what would happen if I followed my intents. I?d use you as my own weapon, seeding hate and distrust in your trustful heart, and reaching for higher goals. I?d become Ruler of Koudo even it meant using you as my puppet.?

?NO! NOT YOU TOO!? I screamed in horror.

?I was raised to rule, Kenta. And in my omen you would steal it from me, how did you expect me to react? My mind was set to seduce you?Seikou are created to do it, and you Omoi crave for dominating our bodies. I?d just make sure to play the cards swiftly, and soon all the power would be mine, and so would be my name!?

I was silent, that could not be the same little guy I wanted to protect so desperately.


?Wait, what about my family??

?Seikou are meant to be stealth agents. I?d use your own weakness to bring you under my control. Your family?s murderer would be the perfect chance to turn you against Kaigi. You would never believe your beloved Ichiban was the one who committed such sinful acts!?

?Are you really telling me that in your dreams you would kill my family and blame it on Kaigi ?? I didn?t know how to react. Osamu told me such horrible things, yet, they were not real, at least not yet, and I still couldn?t understand how could it be possible for me to feel so attracted to a little man with such evil ideas!

?Yes, but there?s more yet. Following my expectation you would declare war against the Warring Clans. Although your fellow Omoi and Seikou will try to dissuade you from the idea, your anger will make you blind and deaf, forcing them to run far from your revenge. In the end, it will be a war of one Omoi against the entire Koudo.?

?YOU?RE A MONSTER!? I punched the ground and created an immense crater in the floor. That was just an empty attempt protest, but Osamu was determined to finish his speech.

?And yet, you?re the one in clear advantage because your power had grown so immensely that no Force can defeat your strength. The result is not only the destruction of Koudo, but the very devastation of Life was we know it and you will become the Ruler of Absolute Nothingness. From the remains of our Dojo you will be a monstrous muscular Omoi with ever growing power and hatred, with a burning rock for your heart, you will bring death and destruction upon the lives of many!?

?I can?t?believe I?m hearing all of this?How can you even?I suppose in this dream of yours you?d finally get your revenge huh?? I cried copiously, I never felt so hurt like that, it was much worse than Kazumitsu?s offenses, these were just my worst nightmares reported by someone I?ve just met.

?I am not saying it would work perfectly. Throughout your War against Kaigi, the truth about the assassination of your family would come to the light, and then Hell would finally turn lose. Your ever growing powers would turn against your own Ichiban. I would be doomed, but your anger then would burn forever??

?Osamu, why are you telling me this? I?thought we were friends! I thought??

?That?s your problem, Kenta. You think the best of everybody, you trust everybody even without any reason. You trust this Dojo is the solution for your problems, but that?s far from being true. They want to make a weapon of you; Kaigi has plans for you and all the other Omoi. They will use you as their invincible weapons.?

?But?your visions, do you think they?ll become true? I?don?t want to become the monster you described.?

?And yet, your cock is harder than ever. You dream with that power, Kenta. That?s the essence of your very existence, and no one will stop you from becoming the most powerful Omoi. That?s why I gave up my family and my name. I will challenge my fate by dropping everything that has been planned for me by others!?

I noticed my humongous erection and felt so dirty, so filthy, and so disgustingly monstrous. How could I get off on such horrible omen?

?You can?t expect me to continue this! I?m out of here!? I simply dropped the tiny Seikou and stormed out of the temple; nothing would stop me from running away from that madness. I should have listened to my brother?

I looked back and realized that I actually felt a little disappointed because he didn?t even try to stop me. After all the horrible things he said, he could at least try to feel sorry for hurting me like he did, but instead he just stood there and even had the nerve to laugh out loud. I felt so mad that I was back inside the Scroll Shrine.

?I must be really funny to you huh? You little horrible man?? I spoke loud, but Osamu continued to laugh so hard he even cried. I was about to shake him out of that, when he just raised his hand to me.

?You don?t understand? I confessed everything to you! I finally did it! I?m free!? He was laughing less hard now, but the giggling still annoyed me.

?Are you mad or something? How can you be laughing at such horrible omen??
Osamu cleaned the tears from the corners of his pretty eyes.

?That?s the funniest part! How can people believe in dreams and judge people based on them? How can people expect you to be a savior or a monster from the dreams I?ve had? I?ve dreamt about me doing such despicable things, and because of that I?ve carrying this guilty inside my chest for so long, feeling the worst being ever, when in truth I didn?t do any of these things!?

It was then I realized I had full sympathy for Osamu?s feelings.

?I felt the same way?the guilty felt too heavy. I never thought anything could hurt so much.?

?And why did you just accept everything I told you will become true? You?re supposed to be the master of your own destiny, and that?s why I intend to do. I won?t live my life in fear of my own horrible dreams!?

?If that is true, then why didn?t you give up? Why didn?t you leave the Scrolls and their malicious power at once??

?Their power is the last chance to save Koudo from destruction, Kenta. The Scrolls are revealing themselves to you. You know that, and with or without dreams, I can tell you are the one meant to unearth their lost power.?

?Are you crazy? Why would I dare to continue on this path and destroy everything around me? That?s just a stupid hunger for power that I don?t share with you!?

?Power in itself is not good neither bad, it is neutral. It is the use we make of it that determines goodness of evilness. I think that my dreams are not telling me the future, they might be telling me one possible future, but we won?t ever know until we act. Running away won?t solve the problem at all.

?You?re very cunning, Seikou. You?re just trying to convince me to unlock the powers so you can set your horrible plan in motion!? I grunted but Osamu approached me very sincerely.

?The Scrolls tell the story of the Rise of Fearsome Hordes, and probably the reason for the existence of Omoi and Seikou, if you can uncover these mysteries, then we might be able to understand Seiryoku and use it wisely instead of just probing with the perils it contains.?

?I?don?t know if I want to do that anymore. I?don?t want people to suffer or die because of me, and if I just leave now?I won?t become the things you have dreamt. How can I ever trust you again??

It was Osamu who gently placed his face against my enormous body.

?You can?t help that, Kenta. You?re already unveiling its secrets, I can tell the Scrolls are somehow trying to communicate with you, they?re gonna make their message clear for you, because you?re the one entitled to receive it??

?And how can you make me do that?? I asked in disbelief.

?I actually can?t, but you?ve just promised me to protect me?I thought you would keep your word.?

?Protect you from what??

The red haired Inoue smiled and said. ?You need to protect me from myself. I don?t want to become the monster of my dreams, and I think you?re the only one who can do it! If you truly master the Scrolls, you will know the true essence of Seiryoku and the nature of Omoi and Seikou, you will be able to protect me and make sure that the power we get won?t corrupt us!?

?Corrupt us? You mean??

?I know you want me to become your Ichiban, Kenta. I was afraid at first, but now?I just feel that it?s inevitable??

I just felt dizzy. ?You?re not making any sense now Osamu. You said the other day you were yuri, and you would never enko with anyone!? You don?t even know me, how come you will become my Ichiban??

?Did you think you were being dishonest when you felt charmed by me even when I was trying my best to being repulsive? You were much more affective towards me ever since the beginning, I was the one trying to keep a cloak of disinterest towards you??

?Well, no?but you said you were yuri??

?And I am?I?ve never enko because I didn?t want to mix my omens with reality?you see?in my dreams I am at your side all the time. We are gonna master Seiryoku and grow more powerful from its benefits, but it?s also the cause of our decay. We need to this the right way.?

I gulped. ?Osamu?I am?oboko.?

The little red haired chronicler blushed and then he did something I never expected. He jumped into my arms and reached for my lips, he kissed me so passionately, and so intensely. I didn?t know how, but we locked our lips and kissed so intensely, the world seemed to disappear, I could only feel his tiny figure groping my muscles while I continued to savor the sweet taste of his lips, like the very balsam of life.

Eventually, I had to break the kiss, not because I wanted, but to make sure Osamu could breathe.

?Why did you stop? There?s no need to be scared?I want it?so badly. You?ve been saving yourself for me and you didn?t even know!?

?Osamu?it?s not that?I?ve tried to enko ever since I got here, Akira?Tekuno?Haruki?Akimitsu?Masaaki?Fumio?Tekuno, they all tried to take me?and I never felt I could?I don?t want to hurt you.?

The chronicler blushed and just kissed my cheeks, whispering in my ears.
?I want it, Yuusha??

?No?please?Osamu?you?re not like them?you don?t need to call me like that?I don?t want you to feel inferior to me, not you.?

The red haired Seikou was surprised, but he smiled sweetly.

?You really feel you?re gonna hurt me huh? I guess I understand your feelings. I mean?despite the obvious hard evidences that Seikou can actually take the enormous cocks of Omoi inside them you still are such a gentleman??

?It?s not about being a gentleman, it?s just the way I feel?but I really wanted to be less of a coward and just be able to fuck like a true Omoi.

?Then, maybe what you need is encouragement. Why don?t we continue to explore the Scrolls? If you find more evidence about the importance of Seiryoku, then you can be more confident of yourself, my love??

?It?s so weird to hear you calling me like that?? I said blushing deeper but my cock certainly didn?t feel that way.

?Well, part of you seems to enjoy?a big part I might say?? Osamu chuckled and pointed at my humongous phallus totally erect.

I nodded. ?I don?t know if I?ll be able to concentrate with this enormous cock of mine so hard??

?As weird as it might sound, I don?t think you will have problem to perform anything while you?re hard. It turns out Omoi always perform better when they are hard, maybe you have some kind of heightened sense when you?re in such state.?

?Well, there?s only one way to test your theory, Shiju.? I grinned as we both went back to our studies in the Jinchi Scrolls. I still struggled with the idea that my rebel Seikou Osamu was in love with me. He was the only one who didn?t try to get me enko yesterday, and now he suddenly wanted the same thing!

However, it quickly became clear that Osamu was right. The moment I laid eyes on the symbols they were making more sense now than the previous day, it was then I realized these scrolls were meant to be read by an Omoi, although most of them knew nothing about the old language and grammar.

?Do you understand it now, Shuhan? These scrolls were meant to be read by Omoi. You?re doing some interesting notes on the side, it?s like you don?t even need to translate them, you?re seeing the images as they are told, aren?t you??

I tried to reply, but there was nothing I could do at the moment, something else happened ? an unexpected mental link that dragged my conscience into a different time and space.

I saw it all.

(NEXT CHAPTER: GROWTH, GROWTH, GROWTH and MORE GROWTH!)

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OMOI WARS

Part 7

?Kenta-san?can you hear me?? The beautiful voice of the nameless chronicler sounded like a whisper amidst the turmoil of events running inside my mind. I was living in-between past and present, the secrets of Seiryoku revealed themselves to me as I witnessed their very creation.

?Yes, puchi (little one), everything is fine now.? Although Osamu would tell that I didn?t spend more than a few moments in that catatonic state, I felt exhausted once the experience ended. I had lived thousands of lifetimes in thousands of different bodies throughout the centuries ever since Dawn of Omoi and Seikou.

?You got me scared for a moment?? He sheepishly giggled while I reassumed my usual portliness.

?Heh, don?t worry, Yuri. You were right, the Jinchi Scrolls were indeed meant for an Omoi, I just didn?t expect to experience such powerful connection?? I noticed Osamu still blushed when I spoke to him.

All of a sudden his beautiful eyes were filled with immediate horror.

?The Scrolls!? Osamu noticed these ancient vessels for knowledge were quickly turning into dust, he rushed to the tables and tried to avoid such terrible loss, but the paper was gone before he could try anything. I felt the energy rushing through my body, my muscles hardened and thickened as I quickly grabbed Osamu in my humongous arms to comfort him.

?Worry not, pretty flower. The Scrolls survived for one reason, there?s no use for them anymore, since I have unlocked the secrets for Seiryoku.?

?Your voice sounds different?what have you seen, Kenta?? Osamu?s voice was so tenderly low and delicate, yet I knew the sorrow in his heart was like a powerful venom that would corrupt his soul permanently if I wasn?t careful.

?You?re still not ready, Osamu. But don?t you worry; I will take care of everything.?

?Can you really put an end to my suffering?? The chronicler embraced me, I could tell he was eager and anxious, but at the same time, a faint light hope in his eyes fueled my actions.

?I have been with the Ancient Dragons when they bestowed their power upon humans, creating Omoi and Seikou as brothers to protect mankind from itself. I have battled along the first Omoi and their passionate Seikou, I have seen and felt each and every enko established throughout countless generations, and I came back to bring back Peace.? The powerful tone of my voice made the walls shook violently.

Osamu?s body shook gently. ?What about my visions??

?You were right, for most part, but that?s not necessarily a bad thing. Trust me and never lose hope!? I gently kissed his forehead and hugged my pretty Yuri once again, before I left the Temple carrying the prettiest Seikou in my arms.

As I ran outside, my body experienced an unfelt hunger, something that was beyond physical carving for nutrition, it was indeed a spiritual urge that boiled inside my heart. The other students noticed the difference on my behavior ? from the shy, hesitating freshman I now moved like the master of their own masters.

Instead of luring the little and lustful Seikou, I could tell they did not dare to approach me. Not because they weren?t attracted me anymore, quite the contrary. They now behaved towards me like the young boys who trying to stare at the Sun ? a power so great that could not face ? and yet they would keep pushing themselves for longer periods of direct contemplation.

Meanwhile, now fellow Omoi came towards me. Unlike the previous times when we all took foolish parts in this silent competition for size and strength, losing our true purposes in this irrational struggle, now they came to me like brothers who had recognized their wrongful deeds.

?Kenta, is everything alright with you? You look different?? Satoru said, his hand touched my shoulder and we both felt the impact of such simple gesture. I just nodded and replied.

?I am doing great, Satoru. I am sorry if I tried to make you feel small, I was just a fool, and we don?t need that anymore. Soon, blessed size will make all of us even bigger!? I replied in a very excited tone.

?Wow, Kenta-san, you sound very happy. I am glad you feel that way?? Naito approached very calmly, he had learned about yesterday?s events and still felt unsure about me and especially the little Seikou I carried in my arms like the most valuable treasure in the world.

I smiled at my fellow monstrously muscular lad, sharing a tremendous happiness to be close to someone so strong and good hearted. No longer had I felt that inner anger for seeing that he was truly blessed with the same humongous brawniness.

?I am happy for the first time in years, brother, but we have to be quick. I need to find Haruki.?

Naito was surprised to see my truthfulness, it caught him off-guard, but he reacted in a very sincere and friendly manner. ?Haruki is training at the fields, you will find him easily. Is there anything else I can help you with??

I grinned, hugging my fellow Omoi and whispering in his ears. ?Spread the word, Naito, Omoi and Seikou will rise again to save this world from destruction!?

I knew Naito would take a few moments to process the message, but I had no time to waste, so I ran towards the training fields, quickly tracking down the Dojo?s most respected student.

I could tell in advance Haruki was very worried about the previous? day events. He was practicing bare chested, punching giant boulders and pulverizing them with each single blow. His enormous body moved so graciously that I once again remembered the reason for Seiryoku.

?You wait here, yuri.? It was all I said to Osamu as I put him back in the ground, and for the first time he obliged very quietly as I headed towards the Senior Dojo Student.

I didn?t need to call out for my fellow Omoi, he knew I was coming and just opened his eyes, which seemed very preoccupied.

?Kenta-san, I am sorry, but I need to train?? The bigger, taller and most impressive Omoi sounded wounded and really upset, so I simply kneeled and picked his hand, begging for his mercy.

?Forgive me, big brother. I?ve been a fool to even suspect of your intents. Fear consumed my heart, but I no longer fear now.? I said very calmly, noticing that Haruki felt very uncomfortable with my excessive politeness, so I stood up and hugged his even bigger gargantuan physique with all the enthusiasm I could mutter.

The hug was at first very awkward, but soon I felt Haruki hugging me back, he was indeed a very good hearted man, a noble example of a gentle soul inhabiting the most amazing and muscular body among the Omoi. Haruki?s body language lightened as we finally broke that meaningful embrace.

?Kenta, I am the one who needs to be sorry. I couldn?t imagine that you would feel so serious about Osamu??

?It doesn?t matter anymore, big brother. Yes, I love Osamu and I?ll make him my Ichiban, but I need your help.? I couldn?t help but blushing, since Haruki knew about my condition.

The bigger Omoi gently smiled and punched my shoulder. ?Then, I don?t see how I can help you in other way than saying ?Go for it!? Osamu deserves someone like you.?

?I know Akimitsu wanted you to enko with the Chronicler, he hoped you would be the one to recover the power of Jinchi Scrolls. You are his best pupil; it was the most logical choice.?

?But it was also not the correct one.? Haruki grinned. ?I don?t deny I tried to take on your flower, but it was before you arrived here.?

I grinned. ?And I don?t deny I feel glad he?s still oboko, but that?s precisely why I need your help.?

Haruki looked at me puzzled, so I gently held his arm and laid it on my muscular chest, letting him feel the beating of my powerful heart, Haruki?s face grew excited and yet very anxious.

?Kenta?there?s something different on the beating of your heart, there?s no more hesitation, you feel sure?what does it mean? Oh?don?t you tell me it is ??

?That?s it, Haruki. The secrets of Seiryoku once again belong to Omoi, my brother. I have been with the Dragons and understood that we have to protect mankind from itself!?

?Kenta, if you now possess the Secret of Seiryoku, what are you waiting to unleash it??

?Your help, brother, I need you help because Omoi are not nearly the size they can be, and Seikou are far too corrupted to be empowered without proper cleansing.?

??I don?t why, but I feel you?re right.? Haruki nodded, his beautiful smile once again adorned his manly handsome face.

?I?ve seen the Origins of Omoi and Seikou, and their existence necessarily meant balance, but once the Hordes disbanded and Omoi became rare, Seikou grew lonely and bitter. Without us to attend their need to worship our muscles, they became dangerous. They were corrupted by evil men to do their nasty crimes as a form of excitement.?

Haruki nodded. ?Yes, most of Seikou have committed despicable deeds for adventure, serving the Warring Clans as stealth agents, toying with politics is a very dangerous game, but they?re still noble, it?s like Akimitsu and Kazumitsu??

?You love them both so much that you don?t know to which one you will give your heart huh??

Haruki?s eyes grew wide, but he didn?t deny. ?It?s complicated??

?I?m sure it?s simpler than you want to believe.? I quickly replied. ?I know for a fact that they both enko with you, and that your strength made them more powerful, but you?re worried because they have too many issues among themselves to even love you back the way you deserve.?

Haruki nodded. ?You have grown wiser??

?I know, but I need you to grow even bigger to put my wisdom into good use. And you are the key for that. I want you to take me, brother. Make me your Ichiban!?

I felt Haruki?s arms reacting to my request faster than his mind could process the idea; he just hugged me so manly, the powerful hands groping the hardness of my muscular butt. Our bodies got so much closer and we both felt the lust increasing, but still Haruki hesitated.

?Wait?I thought you wanted Osamu to be your??

?I do, but my Yuri is terribly tainted, and I?m afraid his darkness might poison Seiryoku if he receives it directly from me. I need a strong moral anchor to strengthen Good within me, and you?re the one who can do it.?

?Kenta, I?m honored, but I?m far from being perfect, I?m as flawed as anyone else.?

?And this is exactly the reason that brought me here, brother. You are humble to accept your flaws and noble to try your best in overcoming them. This is the first and most important lesson for unlocking Seiryoku. With your help, our bodies will soon be as big as your noble heart, my brother!?

The excitement in my soul made me jump into Haruki?s arms, we kissed so passionately, feeling our lips almost melting into each other, we took several moments enjoying that intimate bond, that I barely noticed Osamu poking the hardness of my physique from the ground.

?Did you bring me here to watch while you two fuck?? The red haired Chronicler still had the flaming spirit that I loved so much.

We both laughed and Haruki looked down at the fiery Seikou.

?You were certainly right, brother. This yuri needs to be properly tendered.? Haruki gently kneeled and brought Osamu closer to us.

?I?am not afraid of you!? At this point, Osamu?s words didn?t mean much, we knew what he needed.

The little red haired flower of mine was surrounded by the biggest muscles in Koudo. I picked the boy from the ground and gently pressed Osamu?s tiny figure against Haruki?s humongous chest. I kissed his forehead briefly before replacing my hand by my own monumentally massive bare chest.

?Don?t be afraid, Osamu, for you are safe now, little flower. Nothing will ever harm you because Haruki and I are going to protect you. Our muscle is your strength, and your love feeds our bodies.?

Osamu was overpowered and obviously overwhelmed, he just gasped and moaned while the veins of my body grew harder and thicker. The curves of Haruki?s even bigger chest surrounded him; the contours of our mighty sinew easily engulfed the little boy inside them. Soon we had gently encapsulated the tiny Seikou between our powerful muscles.

Haruki glanced down at me smiling, we managed to touch our lips together, compressing the uncanny hard thickness of our monstrous pectorals, and we once again kissed very passionately, while Osamu was comfortably nested in the cocoon of our invincible muscle. Each one of us could feel

?It is time, brother. Reach for your fate and never fear, because I?m here for you.? Haruki said as he groped my butt and lifted me from the ground, my thick legs wrapped around his thin waist, the huge cock of him pressed between the massive muscles of my back, I just grinned and climbed higher into Haruki?s massive frame, taking all the care to protect my delicate Yuri.

The immense head of Haruki?s cock pressed into my oboko butt, and I felt so proud to be pure and immaculate for my Hero of Noble Heart. I blushed just before Haruki gently blew in my ears.

?Kenta-san, I?m your Ichiban.?

The cock of my immense brother penetrated me so gently and yet so roughly at the same time. Pain and Fear dissolved into Pleasure and Hope as he managed to enter my hard, massive virgin butt and pressed that cock inside me with unmatchable skills.

My mind fevered with the excitement of the first enko. I could feel each part of my body anticipating the epic pleasure I was about to get. The thousands of lessons locked in the depth of my brain soon erupted into my conscious mind at once.

?Kaihou Seiryoku! (Unleash the Might!)? I half-consciously said, triggering the thousands of lessons and secrets which now dwelled inside my mind.

I instantly felt connected with the whole world, the Power was channeled into my body, and I could see the mighty expansion of my muscular frame happening so simply and yet so magnificently intensely. Throwing my head back, I noticed that the very air I breathed was carried with more of that amazing power that now fueled my growth.

Haruki felt my body increasing as he fucked me, supporting the rapidly augmenting weight in his might trunk sized thighs. He also moaned and hissed as my butt muscles thickened around his giant powerful python.

The muscle grew so fast it was not a delicate scene to watch, but at the same time it was overwhelmingly exciting to feel my muscles increasing so intensely, gaining the Power of Ages, earning the Strength of Skies and the Might of Earth. My body soon matched Haruki?s incredible proportions, and in that moment, I knew my noble hero loved me so deeply that his bright heart flooded our bonding with unselfish tenderness.

?Kenta, you are growing so fast?so much heavier?so much sexier?? He moaned as his cock went deeper inside my expanding body, and I made sure I clenched my butt cheeks so hard that even his unbreakable rod felt the strength I now carried.

?Yes, but we?ve just begun, brother. I need your enko to purify Osamu.? I gingerly said, making sure to let the little red haired Seikou slip between the sweaty hardness of our immense physiques.

The nameless Chronicler looked so precious, he was quiet and overwhelmed with all the muscle surrounding and overriding his senses. It was then he noticed the immense size of my own Omoi obelisk pressing against his pure little body. The wildness of my newfound manliness flooded his Seikou core and Osamu?s fiery eyes now showed the languid lust of his peers.
?Yuusha, I wanted you to be my Ichiban?? He barely whispered, while his little thighs tried to hug the body of my growing cock.

Haruki chuckled. ?He?s all yours little one, I am just making sure your Ichiban becomes the biggest Omoi of all times!? The voice of the Dojo?s elder student filled my ears with joy and pride. I could feel the strength of our enko actually touched all the members of our Dojo.

Soon they would share the same blessings, but for now I had to focus in purifying my delicate boy.

Osamu?s pretty eyes looked at my expanding muscularity. I was getting so much bigger than Haruki that he no longer supported our weight; he just realized my legs were now touching the ground, my impressively thick thighs flexed like the two most amazing oak trunks in the world.

My noble hero then used my much thicker thighs as his own support to keep fucking my growing body with increasing pace. We both hissed and roared as the intensity of our enko augmented along with my muscles.

The red haired Seikou gulped, he was so excited, and yet so afraid because his rational mind struggled to accept the physical impossibility to house the immensity of my manhood inside him. I used to feel the same way, so guilty to be so immensely endowed and desired. But now I knew better, I was born to be like that, and fucking my little yuri was actually my reason to exist.

Feeling my growth accelerating, I quickly embraced my pretty flower-boy. His tiny frame felt so right protected in the expanding contours of the ever growing cleavage of mine, our hearts beating so fast.

?You don?t have to worry?I won?t hurt you, my body and yours are meant to be together, bonded in the enko. Our love needs it, Mitsuki.?

?That?s not my name.? The Chronicler replied automatically, but I could tell that single word had a deep impact over my red haired Seikou.

Meanwhile, Haruki?s cock was all inside me, and the brave hero used all his might to make me grow faster and wider. The new dimensions of my muscles surpassed our previous difference, and as my expansion continued, my clothes already destroyed by the flourishing new muscles in the monumental augmenting forms of my chosen form.

?I am here to protect you, Yuri, my pretty flower-boy, so tiny and frail and yet so sharp and dangerous.?

The red haired Seikou was blushing so intensely, and I felt proud for acting like a true Omoi for the first time in my life.

?Still, you called me Mitsuki for a purpose.?

I closed my eyes, feeling Haruki unplugging his immense cock and climbing on my back to get a better grip so he could fuck me even harder. The idea of my body getting so much taller and thicker, wider than Haruki was tall and so much more muscular than my noble Omoi brother made me so very horny, my cock now served as a very moist seat for the ass my little Seikou.

?That is the name I?ve chosen for you, my love. You have been through much suffering wintery darkness in your life. You were denied the very right of your own name, because no one loved you enough to name such a pretty innocent boy. Now, you shall be known as Mitsuki, the undying Hope brought along with the first Light of Summer!?

The little Seikou was indeed surprised. ?That is?how did you?how is it even possible??

I chuckled and caressed his hard little flower-boy cock.

?It thought you already knew it! Back in the days Omoi possessed as many Seikou he wanted. They belonged to him like the flowers a peasant picks in the garden. Omoi were the ones responsible for Seikou, to love and to make them happy, and by naming his Seikou, an Omoi claimed his preference over him.?

?I?knew that?but you have chosen the very same name I dream to have every night!?
?Seiryoku runs through me. There are no secrets for me now. I claim you Mitsuki, my Light of Summery Hope ? your body, your pleasure and you love are mine. I shall protect you and make sure no one hurts ever again.? I picked him and the little red haired flower-boy smiled.

?I?m yours Yuusha? He muttered, his body shaking of excitement, fear no longer dwelled in our minds, for love have filled them beyond mundane comprehension.

I gently pressed my enormous cock into Mitsuki?s little butt and it opened like the bloom he truly was. We both felt the energy of Seiryoku flooding us. Even Haruki?s massive body suddenly felt the completion of our triple enko.

The long haired Omoi?s cock filled my virgin butt with his noble essence, drenched in his manly mighty and the powerful seed cleansed Mitsuki?s soul as my cock went deeper inside his tiny yet marvelous body.

At that moment, I could feel that Haruki grew along with me. His muscles increased and his body enlarged because we were together in the Power. I felt his tenderness and bravery guiding me as my own cock penetrated more of my little flower.

?Back in the day, an Omoi was the fortress of his Seikou. They are fearless because nothing could harm their protectors and imbued of such bravery they moved forward and accomplished the impossible!? I heard Haruki?s voice reciting the same lessons I had uncovered and he grew more muscular as he quoted that powerful lesson.

We heard the gasping and the moaning of our fellow Omoi brothers who were gathered around us, admiring our heroic fucking. We noticed that we were the pride of our kind, and we should share the knowledge because it was the only form of true power.

?An Omoi must grow stronger and wiser, but he shall never forget that his heart is the source of his power. Seiryoku runs through the heart and feeds his growth, no Omoi shall fight in vain or for vanity, for that weakens the nobility of his purpose!? I said with a deep thundering tone that echoed all over the Dojo.

Our bodies continued to grow even faster now. Haruki fucked me while I fucked my little flower-boy, and we both expanded so freakishly more muscular that even our fellow Omoi seemed scared.

?An Omoi must always look after his Seikou, for they are like the precious flowers. They must be tendered and comforted when their hearts are heavy with sorrow. Every Omoi is responsible for any Seikou even those he never claimed for himself.? Haruki preached, his muscles increased within the very pronunciation of the sentences, and he soon was the closest of my monstrous sized body that he would ever be again.

We flexed our muscles in synch. The other Omoi grunted and moaned, their smaller yet powerful muscles flexed in the same way. I noticed Satoru was nodding vigorously. The words made total sense even for his less dedicated mind.

When Naito gasped out loud, I could tell he already benefited from the Power we shared ? his muscles increased and augmented as he copycatted the movements he saw in the much bigger limbs of Haruki and me. Soon, all other Omoi would follow him.

It was then we heard Mitsuki?s voice for the first time. He moaned so languidly and yet so very innocently, he was surrounded by light and his tiny figure shone like the fist star in the nights skies.

The red haired boy said with a firm, sturdy voice tone.

?I am Mitsuki, claimed by Kenta and you hear me, brothers in the Might. Back in the day, the value of a Seikou was measured by the honor of his Omoi. The noblest the warrior, the stronger and more muscular he would be, and the more intense his enko would feed the Seikou he claimed. It was the duty of a Seikou to be there for his Omoi, for their strength is not to be wasted with evilness. While Omoi were the Protectors, we Seikou were the watchers! ?

In fact, I could tell my pretty Mitsuki?s soul was cleansed, and he now could embrace the Power in full. His once little wired body also seemed taller, his shoulders were broader, and his limbs seemed longer, stronger. It was so beautiful how he could talk to the people still impaled on my much bigger cock, he could barely hide one small fraction of my head, but he did it so wonderfully that I felt all pleasure by pressing deeper into him.

?You lie to us all! A Seikou must be measured by his own deeds!? The voice of Kazumitsu tried to question the lessons from the Jinchi Scrolls. The swordsman appeared among the Omoi followed by other Seikou as well.

Haruki was right behind me, but I didn?t need to see his expression to know he was very disappointed by that fact. So I concentrated deeper and suddenly we both grew so much more massive that all Seikou were dragged into the splendor of our growth, including the preposterous brother of the Dojo?s founder.

?The ruin of an Omoi is the corruption of his Seikou. Like the blessed warrior shall not abuse his strength, the Seikou he claims must not give to the temptation of his beauty. The vanity of a Seikou shows that his Omoi is growing weak!? Haruki pronounced with a serenity that only accentuated the immensity of his growing muscles.

The Omoi grew bigger as they acknowledged the teaching; their expanded muscles now ripped the confinements of their attires. I could tell Yoshi?s pretty face smiled sweetly at me, his body suddenly was involved in the same light that surrounded my Mitsuki.

?Omoi carry the Strength to Protect but not their hearts are noble and their intent is to keep balance. They only attack when they are attacked first ? Seikou exist to watch over evilness and prevent Omoi to use their strength for their power is far too great! But when evil men corrupted Seikou to interact with Fate and The Hordes rose against tyranny, Koudo was nearly destroyed in the process. The hearts of Omoi were heavy with sorrow because they had to kill for the first time, and that heaviness forced them to turn their back on Seikou, ending enko and the flow of Seiryoku.?

Such revelation caught my Brothers off guard. Kazumitsu still tried to say something but he was suddenly silenced by the powerful presence of his twin brother, who also was involved in the same bright aura that surrounded Mitsuki and Yoshi.

?Your heart is tainted with sorrow and guilty brother. I am sorry for everything. You only acted because I asked you to cover my mistakes. Our greatness is not to be measured by the prowess of our skills, but in keeping our Omoi from interfering with Fate, for their strength is meant to destroy and renew.? Akimitsu?s voice was so serene, so tranquil, and yet very loud and determined.
Haruki?s cock inside me got even harder and I felt he truly loved those two Seikou in the same intensity, his heart wasn?t torn between them. He wanted both of them, so I allowed my body to grow even faster, which only affected Haruki?s growth and brought Naito and Satoru along with us. Every Omoi in the Dojo felt my order to grow and their bodies reacted, getting bigger and more muscular within the following seconds.

?Hear me, pretty Seikou, for you are the True Balance of Koudo. The Strength of an Omoi must grow forever but seldom be used, for it is the meaning of the Universe. You were blessed with the sharpness of mind and the nimbleness of body to be precise and stealthy, impeding evilness to spread among mankind. When you failed to do so, Omoi were forced to attack and it simply destroyed balance, that?s why Omoi disappeared. Once again, mankind is in the fringe of a new War but this time they want to use Omoi and Seikou as weaponry, they have maculated our very honor!?

The tone of my voice sounded like the thunder sent from heaven to strike an evil foe. I noticed that my growth had reached such impressive pace that my muscles built wildly, getting thicker and wider with each beat of my powerful heart. Mitsuki was deeply impaled in my giant cock, and his flower beauty only increased as his figure also changed.

The boyish innocent looks bloomed into mature perfection. His tiny body augmented, he grew longer and taller, leaner and his muscles acquired a feline quality that surpassed even Kazumitsu?s uncanny dexterity. My Yuri blossomed into the amazing Seikou he was meant to be, his name crowned the nobility of his heart, and my seed now gave him the strength and confidence he needed to be at my side.

Meanwhile, Masaaki and Fumio also seemed to understand the mistakes of our past, for their pretty tiny bodies also glowed, and Satoru knew they needed his blessed seed to join my beloved Mitsuki?s transformation.

I felt my cock getting harder and thicker inside my blooming Seikou. The lessons of Wisdom and Strength now revealed inside my fevering mind, I needed to share Seiryoku with my brothers, but at the same time my body developed beyond their capability of understanding the Power I now possessed.

I took a deep breath, I couldn?t let fear overcome my growth, because that would corrupt all Seikou and Omoi, I was the Vessel and for that reason I needed Mitsuki and Haruki with me. They were my anchors ? Haruki?s wisdom and Mitsuki?s sharpness were mine to use. It was time to wake up the Lost Omoi.

?Brothers, I call upon you once again, for it is time to be united against Evil!? I shouted as my cock filled my pretty Chronicler with its powerful seed. Mitsuki?s body also grew much larger and more muscular than his usual skinny figure. Meanwhile, Haruki?s seed filled me with even more mass, and every single Omoi in the Dojo now grew faster to join their leaders in the new Rise of Fearsome Hordes I called.

But my call was not limited to the Omoi in the Dojo. All over Koudo, the Omoi serving enemy legions were touched by my pleading. They realized the wrongness of the situation and soon they parted towards the Dojo, with their bodies growing bigger along the way, getting more powerful as they approached the Source of the Might centered in my expanding figure.

My call was not limited to the Omoi fighting in enemy legions. There were Omoi still disguised in the size of normal men. Their sorrow and shame overcame their minds and forced their bodies to revert into smaller, harmless sized men, they have resigned their Might and the very remembrances of their former glorious past, but that changed with my battle cry.

All over Koudo, forgotten Omoi were awakening, and their bodies reassumed their enormous standards once again. Older peasants grew more muscular and soon they regained the size of a true Omoi. Small medicine men soon outgrew their offices, filling the walls with their increasing mass. Old masters grew more muscular than their pupils, beggars assumed the glory of Lords. The secrets of Seiryoku filled their noble hearts with Strength and their bodies with the vigor and the muscle of their prime days.

Even Master Nobuo attended to my call. His older limbs soon filled with vigorous muscle. His tired wrinkled expression rejuvenated as the Strength of Ages invaded his small older figure, changing him into a powerful war veteran. His shame was replaced by the Pride of being a Forgotten Omoi; he once again could wield the inhuman sized muscles and the Strength to change Fate! Nobuo flexed his expanding muscles, he embodied the figure of an experienced Omoi, the invincible muscle, the ageless Strength and the wisdom of a well lived life, a man with the experience and the might to do what needed to be done!

I continued to expand, feeling everything in my surrounds feeding my uncanny growth. My beloved Mitsuki?s transformation increased as well, and my fellow Haruki just enjoyed our love-making that fed an entire revolution. He just smiled and kissed the back of my expanding monstrosity.

?Brother?they are coming for you! The Forsaken and the Forgotten, they all come to join us! We grow together!?

I nodded, but it wasn?t enough. I flexed my muscles even harder because I knew we needed an Army of Omoi even bigger than the Fearsome Hordes, and for that reason others would have to step up and assume the role of True Omoi.

?Listen to me, little brothers! I need you to embrace Seiryoku and accept Fate of Strength! Each one of you is being called to join us! Brave souls and Noble Hearts join my side, for I carry the Might!? The words of my call were meant for those who were never big outside, but who have been giants in their hearts.

The Brothers around me gasped as they saw Sensei Takeshi growing more muscular, but he wasn?t changing like Mitsuki, Yoshi, Fumio, Masaaki, Akimitsu or even Kazumitsu. He was changing into an Omoi! The Seikou who had bigger muscles in the Dojo now embraced the path of an Omoi, his heart filled with joy as he expanded, he claimed Seikou for his growing figure and he was very happy to finally understand the Power of an Omoi.


?You are changing Seikou into Omoi? How is that even possible?? I heard Masaaki asking me while Takeshi already claimed his flower hole; the growing Sensei quickly matched the proper standards for his new position.

I just laughed because Masaaki looked so much smaller now. I noticed that Haruki was even taller than the tallest building in the Dojo complex, which meant that I was nearly twice that height now. Haruki wasn?t as tall as I was wide; because Seiryoku ran so deeply inside me that I housed the Power of Ages as the mightiest Oak tree. My body was the Temple of Jinchi now, and I wanted it to be even bigger to accommodate more within me.

My orgasm continued to spread the Might all over the world, and I felt particularly pride when my Battle Cry reached all over Ichikawa property. The wisdom of my grandfather joined the Might and all Omoi grew tremendously bigger as he gave us the honor of becoming one of us.
?With Fusao at our side, the Balance will be kept, a new Era of prosperity will reach us!? Akimitsu?s eyes widened as he noticed that even Seikou were growing more muscular in their own way, but the mere presence of my grandfather among us made it so much more intense, it was like a collective synchronized orgasm.

I grinned deeply anticipating the pleasure I would feel bonding with my grandfather and his new Omoi muscles! We will be able to re-write and re-set the Jinchi. He?s gonna complete my hunger for knowledge the same way Mitsuki filled my heart with love and desire.

Mitsuki?s groan suddenly brought me back into the marvelous present moment. I realized my powerful Seikou managed to unplug himself from my monstrous cock and he jumped into the humongous width of my pectoral plateau. He was so beautiful?so manly and yet?he was more beautiful than anything I could have ever imagined.

?I am here for you too, Yuusha.? The voice soothed my heart at the same it enticed my manhood, the slight chuckling tone of his manly voice made me proud of my monstrous size. My cock continued to fountain the powerful Seed all over my Dojo brothers, because I felt that my growth would never stop without anything shorter than divine intervention.

Mitsuki was a bit taller than I had been when I came to the Dojo, his body was indeed much more muscular than any man at that height could ever be, but he still reminded me of a Seikou because of the feline grace of his strong limbs. His beautiful flame shaded hair was now longer and silkier, with delicate locks that adorned his muscular long neck.

His alabaster skin was so perfect; the cutest reddish freckles delicately sprinkled over his cheekbones and his wide strong shoulders, his naked body displayed the potential of Seikou, with his long thick cock now so hard and throbbing for my monstrous proportions.

?It is time for all Seikou to reach their true form!? Mitsuki said as he shoved his cock inside my mouth and I felt the power within him entering me. My body?s growth only increased, my both lovers were making me so much bigger than their own great bodies felt each time smaller rubbing against me.

I felt the Seikou brothers reaching for the power within me. The delicious taste of my lover?s cock felt like every single Seikou was feeding on the pool of strength and power within the Jinchi Temple of my muscles. They all benefitted from such glorious enko. I was growing and claiming all Seikou mine as I expanded, my fellow Omoi knew that it wouldn?t interfere with their own bond, but it was necessary for Seikou to overcome the former sins and grasp for their true destiny within the power.

One by one, Seikou all over Koudo changed into their ultimate forms. The once tiny, boyish delicate men blossomed into incredibly tall, broad shouldered, gracefully muscular angels of glory and strength whose beauty could make the sternest warrior cry. I watched as the Dojo Seikou members developed into the same marvelous aspect of my beloved Mitsuki.

?Kenta-san!!!!? He screamed passionately as his cock flooded my hungry mouth with his emissions that I drank savagely. The growth on my muscular temple of wisdom increased so dramatically that all Omoi came at the same time along with Mitsuki. We all shared an infinitely crossed enko that shared our love and thoughts all over the brothers.

I sucked on Mitsuki?s cock until he was completely dry, then I gently held him against my giant chest. He was such a delicate, yet powerful flower-lad now. Looking down at the ground, I noticed Haruki hugging me in a powerful brother embrace. He was the closest from my monstrous size, yet he couldn?t even reach the lowest part of my stomach.

Our hard cocks were so immense and thick, each one of us gently smiled, realizing we would be lovers for the rest of time, regardless the nice little Seikou we claimed for ourselves.

?You were amazing, brother! You are now a walking Temple of Omoi Strength!? Haruki said proudly as I blushed intensely. The rest of my fellow Omoi surrounded me, each one carrying a bunch of beautiful Seikou to make sure they were all close enough from the warmth of my protective muscular monstrousness.

The twin Seikou Akimitsu and Kazumitsu nimbly climbed onto Haruki?s shoulder. They looked even younger now, their tempers have melted into each other and they looked so much calmer and yet determined and happy to have the noblest Omoi as their lover.

?What is our next step now, Yuusha?? Kazumitsu respectfully asked while I checked the rest of my little flowers. Each one of them had matured and perfected into different versions of my delicate Mitsuki, they followed their Summery Light and became powerful warriors and yet gentle lovers who needed to worship the enormity of their Omoi lovers.
?I?ve already assigned the rest of the Omoi to act, my little friend. They are already taking care of things within each side of men forces. They will make sure that neither Kaigi nor the Rebels do anything until we get there.? I explained as I looked down at my fellow brothers.

?Brother?won?t you stop growing like the rest of us?? Roku asked as he noticed the slight and yet constant expansion of my forms, and all of us chuckled at that.

?Wisdom dwells in me, brother. I am the Source of Strength and so since our power is always increasing I must keep growing to share more Strength with you in the next time. Don?t worry, you can pretty much say we?re always growing!? I kneeled and flexed my arm to fellow Omoi, who was much bigger than most of normal houses, but he still seemed like a strapping toddler next to me.

Once again Omoi and Seikou were united to protect innocents, but this time instead of Fearsome Hordes, we would be known as the Unification Force. My brothers and I marched towards capital, making sure that every single weapon was properly destroyed.

Sure, it was not as smooth as I wanted it to be, mostly because evil little men insisted on fighting our peace. Fortunately, my Seikou brothers were there to nullify their attempts of firing those dangerous machines, and my Omoi siblings destroyed the menace faster than the armies could ever imagine.

Their technology was indeed superior, but united as we were; the power within us only grew stronger after each battle. The Glorious March towards the Capital was not violent, but it required strong, necessary actions. At each new battle, Omoi were more massive, Seikou were even more gracious and the innocent people were freed from the unnecessary suffering.

I have to say that I?ve never felt so proud of my Seikou before. They were our scouts, making sure we didn?t have to hurt the weakling men, while we crushed their threatening fortresses and plummeted their dangerous flying machines and the lethal weapons. No Omoi could be harmed with those, but still we would not let the scared little guys hurt innocent lives.

Halfway through our march we have met our fellow forces. Forgotten and Forsaken Omoi had cleared their way towards the Capital City; they have nullified the threat of mass destruction weapons in possession of little men. I was more than thrilled to see older Omoi among us, they were so proud and happy to have rejoined the Forces of Fate.

There were also who had never been Omoi, but attended to my call. They were honest, good hearted men who wanted to protect their children, so they embraced Seiryoku and developed into Omoi to fight Evil, and among them there was Great Keeper Fusao Ichikawa, my beloved grandfather.

I have to say I was impressed with the transformation of my grandpa. The once aging frail body was long gone, and his muscles had enlarged into glorious proportions. In fact, Grandpa Fusao only seconded to my own monstrous figure. He actually came to face the level of my humongous lower chest, which made me so proud. His serene look matched the grotesqueness of his thick hairy muscles; he mixed Strength and Wisdom in a way that I could only aspire to do someday in a near future.

?Your will was done, my son. The threat of War won?t happen after all.? The deep, stoic voice tone of my grandfather soothed my heart, at the same time my cock got harder as he pressed his own monstrous obelisk against my harder tower of manhood.

?Our people will be safe once again, Grandpa!? I said very emotionally.

?And it was all because of you, my son. You have proved that I was right in protecting you.? Grandpa carried my brothers on his left shoulder. They were not scared of Omoi anymore; they just felt so proud and thankful for Grandpa to have embraced that path. I hugged my family with tender emotion.

I realized my family was safe, my enormous grandpa and my even tinier brothers. Teru and Itsuki jumped into my humongous arms and we all laughed at the peculiar situation, so I looked down at Grandpa and said.

?I know you were the rightful King, but no Omoi can impose his ruling over mankind. It would break the Balance.?

Grandpa Fusao chuckled. ?You are once again right, my son. I guess that we?ll need to back off once this is over and make sure to reset the Balance. Mankind will need someone to lead them.?

I picked one brother on each hand. ?Teru, you are my oldest brother and your straightness of character is necessary. You are entitled to step onto the throne in the name of our family.? My elder sibling gulped, realizing the extent of such responsibility.

?Still, Koudo must not be governed by one voice only. People must be free to take new paths, and they need a caring wise leader as well. For that reason, Itsuki, you must also be recognized as the next King of the Unified Land, Brother Kings to rule over the brothers of all Lands!?

The tiny humans looked at each other, while Grandpa Fusao gave his blessings.

?This is another proof of your true wisdom my son. Both Teru and Itsuki have been taught on the Arts of Leadership, but each one adds his own qualities to the position. Together they will bring the Unified Land into prosperity, while we Omoi and Seikou protect their House!?

That?s when I decided it was time to end with Kaigi. Deprived of their weapons and their soldiers, the Warring Clans soon were convinced to recognize the joined ruling of Teru and Itsuki Ichikawa.

On that night, people celebrated the salvation of Koudo, they chanted songs and fireworks shone in the skies to mark the End of the War which never Started. The brother Kings were enthroned and their first rule was to share the knowledge. Scholars were invited to the Capital to learn and pass the knowledge ahead.

The translation period lasted exactly 3 days and 2 nights. Omoi acted like they were meant to be ? unstoppable Forces of Nature that might only keep the Balance, while Seikou were the ones to Watch over balance. Our mission was accomplished, and once again we needed to step back and let mankind follow its course.

We set towards the Vast Oceans, following the direction of the Unseen Horizons across the world.

?Are you sure about this place, my love?? Mitsuki asked as he gently held on my neck while we marched towards the Rising Sun.

?I?m just as sure as I am that our love won?t ever stop growing, Yuri.? I looked at my sides and saw the hundreds of giant muscle beasts following my even bigger figure. Our precious flowers carried in our massive limbs. The mighty cocks hard and spewing glorious seed as we marched.

?What exactly do you expect to find there, brother?? Haruki asked right at my side. He now carried the twin Seikou in his arms because they were his precious flowers.

?Troubled Lands, that?s what I feel, brother. Mankind in that part also needs our strength, but this time we?ll be stopping a War that lasts for ages, it?s time to establish Balance.?

?I can also sense we?ll get much bigger afterwards right my son?? Grandpa Fusao chuckled as he gently punched my humongous giant shoulder, and I chuckled.

?Bigger than mountains, grandfather, but it will be necessary, because we?ll build another World for our little brother men.?

The Seikou moaned, their lust to worship our size, strength and muscle was the greatest mark. Meanwhile, Omoi felt prouder. We all wanted to conquer more power, and the bigger we grew, the more our delicious our enko would be.

Universe was made out of Seiryoku and we would never be fully satisfied, our hunger for muscle and strength kept Life in motion, after all.

[ttownlittlebear]

Wonderful wonderful... Worth the wait

[Ephemeral]

Thanks for the great ending, made my sunday COMPLETE <3
Now if only I can find an Omoi to match my Seikou qualities :/