Tamaki was the only one you could trust to help you in times like these.
He understood you, after all, you both suffered from terrible anxiety in crowds. Except, when you got anxious, your cock would grow… and grow… and GROW! It would just keep growing until it was almost 15 inches in length, with a girth of 5 inches and then you would need to go to the hospital to have it released… and that was never a pleasant experience.
Being a little shy yourself, you had been drawn to Tamaki, and the two do you shy beans hit it off quite well.
You felt comfortable enough to confide in him about your embarrassing problem and he had timidly offered to help if you ever needed it.
“You’re so kind,” you said softly to him, “but I really don’t think you want to help.”
“I do,” Tamaki replied, “I’ll help in any way I can.”
“It means that you would have to … uh… umm… well…” you stammered nervously.
“What, what is it?” Tamaki asked, getting a little worried the longer it was taking for you to say it.
“Uh… well… umm…” You made the motion of stroking a dick and Tamaki hung his head shyly, nodding in recognition.
“Oh.. I see,” Tamaki whispered.
“I told you it wasn’t something you would want to help with,” you said sadly.
“N-No, I can still help,” he said, his lips wobbling and a bright blush on his cheeks.
“Really?” you asked with hopeful surprise, “that would be really wonderful if you could. Because it doesn’t work if I do it and it just makes me more anxious and it keeps growing and growing and growing and—,”
“That’s terrible,” Tamaki whispered in fear, “how do you deal with it?”
“I just avoid crowds,” you said softly, “I have to.”
“Well… if we ever get into a situation where you need me, then just let me know. I-I’m a hero in training and that’s what heroes do!” Tamaki replied, trying to be bold.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, the need for Tamaki arrived that very next week.
At your graduation ceremony.
The school was a hive of activity and your nerves were a little on edge, but so far it wasn’t enough to trigger an episode so you were relatively ok.
Tamaki, too, was feeling the pressure of the environment and his thoughts turned to you.
“I wonder if Y/N is ok?” he wonderedas his eyes scanned the door to see if you would arrive.
It wasn’t long before you slipped quietly into the back of the room and he got up to come over and talk to you.
“Are you ok?” he asked softly as he approached you.
You nodded nervously.
“Yeah. Ok for now but the pressure is building.”
“Will you need me to… uh…”
“Maybe,” you said with your head down but eyes up bashfully.
“It’s ok. I’m here,” Tamaki said reassuringly, “just let me know if you need me.”
A few minutes later the teacher called for the class’ attention and announced that you were all going to line up and head to the main hall for the ceremony.
Your guts twisted but you held your composure and gave Tamaki a quirky little smile before falling line and following the students out into the hallway.
You had been doing an amazing job at keeping calm but you were having trouble keeping it under wraps and as you entered the hall the stress finally got to you and you could feel your cock swelling in your pants.
In a panic, you swiveled your head around to look for Tamaki and spotted him ahead, desperately pleading internally for him to look back at you.
He seemed to sense your stress and looked back, making eye contact with your desperate eyes and nodded.
As you got to the backstage area to line up and accept your awards, he broke out of the line and came back to you.
“I need help,” you whispered in a panicked tone.
“It’s ok… umm… we’ll need to go somewhere quiet,” he said, taking your arm and pulling you out of line.
You nodded and followed him, slipping unnoticed out the back to one of the rooms with a lock on the door.
“Please, help,” you groaned, unzipping your pants and dropping them down.
Your balls were already growing and spilling out the sides of your underwear and the head and upper part of your shaft were out of the top of your waist band and Tamaki blushed when he saw you like this.
“Please…” you panted, pre-cum leaking down the underside of your rock hard, throbbing cock and onto your boxers, “it’s still growing.”
“How… umm… do I?”
“Use your mouth, or hands? Just anything to get me to cum. Once I release it settles down again,” you said, panting rapidly.
Tamaki nodded and quickly got down on his knees, eyeing your growing length as he gingerly reached a hand out towards you.
Quickly, you dropped you briefs to your ankles, crumpling them down ontop of your school pants and groaning as your cock stretched a little longer and bigger.
The shy elf boy’s fingers slowly curled around your hot girth and his eyes widened.
“Your skin is so soft and warm… yet so hard,” he commented curiously, moving his head towards your tip.
You watched with aching fascination as his mouth closed the gap and took you in.
His mouth was soft and warm, and you made the same observation as he had made of you.
“So… warm… and soft… and wet,” you groaned with delight.
“Do… I just suck?” Tamaki asked, pulling his head back and looking up at you through his hanging fringe.
“You can do whatever you like, but please hurry?” you begged, the tip of your cock now an inch below your navel.
Tamaki nodded and went back to work on you with renewed purpose, eagerly placing your tip in his mouth and sucking the pre-cum off of it before using his tongue to lick the underside.
That delicious all encompassing feeling washed over you and you rolled your head back and shut your eyes as both of his hands wrapped around your swollen girth.
It felt good.
It felt amazing.
But it wasn’t going to be enough.
“Amajiki,” you whisper groaned to him, “can you stroke me a little harder?”
He nodded, opening his mouth a little wider so that he could push you in further.
He was struggling through, as you were ever increasing in size and the saliva dripped from his lips and gathered at his chin as he bobbed his head back and forth, only just taking in your head and about two inches of the top of your dick.
“Hands, use your hands,” you moaned.
He did so and it felt better than before… but you still needed more.
“Amajiki? Please… can I use you?” you begged, “it will be quick. I promise. I just need to release.”
“W-What do you mean by use me?” he asked curiously but hesitantly- because, weren’t you already using him??
“I mean… in your ass,” you begged, “I know it’s a really sudden ask and I’m sorry but… if I don’t do this I’m gonna end up in hospital and —,”
“I’ll do it,” Tamaki said, standing up and turning around then bending over and unzipping his school pants for you.
It was a desperate race to get to the climax and you didn’t have a lot of time so the second he presented his hole to you, you took it.
You were leaking enough pre-cum from your hot, aching cock, that it sufficed as lube and you used it to prepare his hole as quickly as possible.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said, looking back at you over his shoulder, his eyes glazing with a look of lowkey lust.
You nodded and tilted your hips back so that you could line him up properly then inserted your tip and pushed forwards into him- sheathing yourself swiftly.
Tamaki’s eyes rolled back as your sudden size pushed into him and his semi hard dick quickly filled to full size.
He had never had this before but he was very much enjoying it and he placed his hands on his knees to brace as you arched back then pushed in again.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you panted, “you just feel so good and this is everything I need,” you moans lightly on the end.
“Class 3-A, please line up to go on the stage,” a speaker crackled from nearby and your anxiety spiked.
“Oh no,” you cried, your hips slamming back and forth with more ferocity as you looked up in the direction of the speaker.
“You can do it, Y/N,” Tamaki called his encouragement, arching back against you, “release… you can do it.”
“I’m gonna cum,” you panted, gripping onto his hips, “I’m gonna cum.”
Tamaki was panting now too, his cock bouncing wildly.
“I’ll pull out,” you groaned, quickly pulling out and letting a massive messy stream of cum fly all over the floor.
The two of you just stood there panting as you stared at it, waiting for your cock to deflate to normal size again.
“Thank you so much Amajiki,” you thanked the elf eared friend, “you really saved me.”
He nodded and quickly reached for his pants to try and hide his boner, but you saw.
“Wait… did you enjoy that? Was it ok for you?”
“Is it weird if I said that I did enjoy it?” he asked meekly, getting ready to run and hide if you had told him it was weird.
“No, not at all,” you said with a reassuring smile.
“Class 3-A! Make your way to the stage,” the speaker crackled loudly and you both jumped into action.
“Let’s talk later,” you whispered to him, grabbing you pants and pulling them up before running with him back to the line to go on stage.
~ END ~