Yes I know I have other works in the making, yes I know a lot fo you want more pokemon, yes I plan to eventually deliver pokemon, but as most of you should know, I am a horrific procrastinator or I suck and thinking of things to keep the story going. I would like my chapters to be a minimum of 3k words since after a long wait I doubt you want 1000 word chapters. So I gotta sort through my stuff.

If you are here because you like my work or just like this series, welcome to this story I concocted in the dark depths of my mind. I have always enjoyed the Zexal story, and I find its characters more interesting to write about compared to the other series. So I hope you enjoy more of my sub-par writing. ;D

Yuma Tsukumo has a dirty secret. But can you blame him? What happened not so long ago was only by coincidence, and he couldn't help it. But truth be told, a lot of people have dirty secrets. Some are innocent like you spoil yourself with food when you maybe shouldn't, or you root for a different sports team than all of your buddies. Maybe your favorite dueling champion is a villainous character and no one understands your preference, but what does it matter if he just plays hard? Other secrets aren't so innocent, maybe you lie on instinct, maybe you cheat in your duels by swapping in and out cards to get a hand you want, maybe you have multiple girl/boyfriends at the same time.

Well 16 year old Yuma is not such a bad teen, he doesn't cheat or steal, but he would never admit to anyone what he does in his spare time. Ever since the barians were defeated, Astral went to run his world, and that key was removed from around his neck, Yuma was left as a talented duelist who has no idea where to go from where he was. He continued going to school, dueling now and again, making sure no signs of other dark duelists would return. However, life became boring for some time. No major threats almost made life too easy. Weird to say, but without his life in danger and people to save Yuma didn't know what to do with himself.

Yes, there was Tori, she was a great friend, and a beautiful young woman. She told Yuma she was GaGaGa for him which Yuma eventually realized made him happy. However, they had only been on a few dates, haven't talked about being exclusive, and made love once. But that one time has left them in a paused relationship, Yuma didn't perform well. He got inside his own head and ended up making for an awkward evening. Tori tried to reassure him, but he could tell he had not satisfied her. The only reason she "enjoyed" herself was because it was with him. Sweet as that was, Yuma wanted to give back to her from all the times she helped him get through things and for the love she shows him.

So what is this secret you ask? Well it started a week ago. A complete freak accident, that at the very least, made things a lot more interesting. It was the week of spring break, and to celebrate time off of school Yuma's friends went off to relax and enjoy being home. Mr. Tsukumo himself chose to celebrate with a duel. He took on a classmate he didn't know all too well, the name was Johnny he believed. The teen was a decent opponent, Yuma had to admit, it was nice to duel without fighting for either his own life or the lives of his friends for once. They made the mistake of dueling on a cracked corner of the road. It was when the duel ended that things took a turn for the worse. Yuma already wasn't at the top of his game. He missed Astral, and things with Tori were shaky. So he didn't plan for what happened next.

Yuma: 1100

Johnny: 300

"Go Utopic Future" Yuma shouted. "Destroy his Cyber Shark and win this duel. Rising sun slice". Yuma's ace-in-the-hole monster flew at the metallic shark and swiped.

"I don't think so Yuma," Johnny countered. "I play my trap card, Sakuretsu Armor. This trap not only protects my monster, it also destroys your Utopic Future".

Yuma watches in shock as his ace monster explodes before him. "That, I don't... make mistakes... like that…" Yuma says.

"Well you did this time" Johnny gloats. "Go Cyber Shark, attack Yuma directly".

Cyber Shark had 2100 atk points. It's electrified mouth chomped down on Yuma, draining his life points. Yuma just stood there, unable to come to terms with how poorly he had dueled that whole match. Once the duel was over, the shockwaves from the battle ended up cracking the ground more.

"Shit" Johnny says. "We gotta get out of here". He takes off to get away from the damaged road. Yuma still surprised looks down as the ground gives out, he barely had time to scream as he fell. The road wasn't super high up, so there was a low mortality chance, but the fall could still break something.

Well, classic Yuma took the fall like he takes most falls, landing right onto his butt. The shockwave paralyzed him for a few seconds, and it most likely bruised his tailbone too. Yuma just sat there, waiting for the pain to subside a bit. Johnny ran his way down and over to his fallen opponent.

"Dude you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Yuma replied.

"That was a nasty fall".

"It hurts, but I'll live. You go home. I'm gonna sit here for a moment".

"You're sure you are ok?" Johnny asked once again.

"Yeah, I'll see ya around" Yuma said, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Ok then, have a good break" Johnny called back as he ran off.

Once he was sure he was out of ear-shot, Yuma put his mouth into his elbow-pit and screamed until his face turned red. He stood up, and reached down behind him towards his bruised butt. He felt the metal rod that pierced up into his hole. He checked his hand, no blood, so it hopefully didn't bust any veins. He then hobbled his way over to the hospital, pure embarrassment over-taking his face, it was a long walk.

Horrible experience, but what does it have to do with this secret? Well Yuma went home that same day, he made up a reason he was out so late and took the verbal abuse from his sister as always. The whole week of spring break Yuma spent recovering, the doctors said no major damage was caused, just one harsh cut which they handled, and the muscles got stretched. It sucked not being able to go out, but it was nice not missing school and just hanging out around home.

He called Tori and just told her he wasn't feeling well so they couldn't go on any dates for the time being. Whether she believed him or not, he didn't know. But she sounded understanding on the other end and they proceeded to have a nice conversation lasting about an hour and a half. It was strange, nowadays over the phone they were like they always were together, but now in person and they are awkward especially what happened the first time they tried to be intimate.

Well what was a boy to do stuck at home, not able to go out? Well he played video games, but those only go so far and his grandmother only lets him play for so long. So what else was there to do. Well, in simple terms, Yuma beat his meat, it was something people wouldn't associate with him, but he loved to do it. He couldn't help it; it felt so good certain times, and it always relaxed him. With all the free time he had, he spent some of it whacking away.

Things though, got strange on the last day of spring break. It was evening time, but not late enough to go to bed yet. Yuma laid in his bed this night rather than his hammock. He had just showered and now he wore his usual pajamas, grey sweatpants, and his loose, soft, t-shirt, the torso was white and the leaves and collar were red. He liked wearing his pajamas, as they were quite comfortable. He'd wear them all the time around the house if he could, but his sister would bug him to get cleaned up and change as to "not look like a bum". Sometimes he'd listen to her and sometimes he wouldn't. Well evening time meant pajama and TV time.

It also meant people were settling down and staying in their rooms, so it was masturbation time as well. His television was on but there wasn't anything good on yet so it was more for background noise. Yuma propped himself up a bit so his shoulder blades were on his pillow. He rubbed his crotch, working it into a more and more excited state, witnessing his sweatpants appear tighter around him. He liked to be able to watch what he was doing to himself, to burn the image into his mind. He messaged himself for a while, thinking of some hot duel monsters. He wanted to think about Tori, but he didn't want to use her like that, especially since he hadn't yet shown her a good physical time.

Soon Yuma found himself fully erect, he pulled his pants elastic down enough to get his cock out. It was only about 5 and a half inches long, but it was solid, and Yuma was happy so long as it is currently classified as 'micro'. He gripped it firmly, watching the light blue tubes poke out a bit from the skin. He started to jerk himself, it didn't take much for him to start breathing heavy and irregularly. He pumped quickly, just enough to keep a steady rhythm. He could feel the force pulling on the muscles, he yanked it more and more, the hot and intense erotic sensation coarsed through his penis. It felt so good, he used his thumb and index finger to twist the tip a few times back and forth before going back to the straight pulling. The twisting always made it better when he did it as an impulsive surprise. He would throw that move in occasionally.

What was weird though is when after 10 minutes he was still relaxed instead of being tensed up. Yuma only needed a good ten minutes to get himself over the edge. But this time around he didn't feel close at all. It couldn't have been that he was worn out down there, this was his only time today. Maybe he wasn't thinking hard enough about cute women characters. Either way, Yuma couldn't do this all night, he had to go back to class tomorrow and didn't want to be tired. He needed normal again, he needed to enjoy leaving his house again. Yuma thought for some time as he continued to play with himself. Eventually an idea struck him, something he'd seen once on TV that some guys like.

Yuma pulled his feet towards him by bending his knees. He slid his thumbs in his pants and underwear and pushed them down, past his ass, and up to the peak his knees stood at. He lowered his back and bit and readjusted. He paused for a moment, then decided why the heel not, just tried it. He licked his middle finger around, and then slowly stuck it into his asshole. He lost his breath as his insides clamped around his finger, he tried turning it side to side in order to get himself used to the feeling. Once the finger was in all the way, he wiggled his hips and bit and realized he was one of those guys. The amazing sensation of his one hand jerking himself off and the other fingering in and out of his butt was something he never knew could feel so good. Yuma gritted his teeth as he overwhelmed himself with the pleasure. His feet stomped on the bed a little, he started getting the hands off rhythm discovering it the fact the pleasure was coming from two sources that was so good.

He felt so dirty as he messed around with his parts, he pumped longer and harder, he also forced in a second finger. His eyes went wide and his tongue stuck out as he stretched his ass muscles even further, not stopping with his dick to ensure continuous pleasure. Soon both fingers were in and they worked in tandem; it must have been that accident that made his butt so willing to accept the second finger, it might also have been the reason Yuma thought to try this. Yuma used both his hands to take control of himself, he was both dominating himself, and also taking it from himself. It was the thought of being dominant and submissive that he liked, he wanted both. He wanted to destroy and be destroyed. The sensations roamed throughout his spirit, it was amazing. His body twitched and jerked as he felt the pressure inside build it's way up to the top. Yuma felt his cock jolt a few times before shooting his essence onto the far side of his bed.

Yuma pulled his fingers out and laid there breathing heavily. He looked around the room waiting for the brightness from his eyes to go down. Eventually he sat up, pulled up his pants, and walked over to the bathroom. He washed his hands thoroughly and then laid back down after turning the lights off.

"Holy shit" was all he could say to himself. Yuma slept like a rock that night.

The next morning Yuma went to school, got greeted by all his friends, and poorly explained a fake reason why he wasn't around for break. When he ran into Tori he talked with her a bit and they got around to agreeing to go on another date that weekend.

It was during the last class of the day when it happened. Yuma was eyeing the clock, but instead of wanting to sleep, his heart was pounding. He couldn't stop thinking about what he put himself through the previous night. He wanted to do it again, and his stomach swirled around itself in anticipation. Once the bell finally rang Yuma bolted out of the school, bumping into Bronk and quickly apologizing, he also almost crashed into Shark, narrowly avoiding the ex-barian. Yuma knew he looked nuts or all of them, but in all honesty, they knew he was always a goofball, so not much was thought of the matter. When Yuma got home he hadn't even broken a sweat, he kicked off his shoes, greeted his grandmother and Lillybot, and raced upstairs. Once he was there his older sister Kari stopped him in his pursuit.

"Yuma we need to talk" she said in her usual harsh tone.

"Oh come on Kari" Yuma says, still jogging in place. "I just got home".

"Yeah" Kari responds. "Looks like you rushed here to cover up THAT". She points to the crusty looking spot on Yuma's bed. Damn, only if he had taken the time to make it this morning.

"What" Yuma asked trying to play dumb.

"Don't you what me buddy" Kari snaps. "That shit is nasty".

"Come on" Yuma shooshes. "Grandma might hear".

"I don't care," Kari says in his face. "I'm sick of you doing boy stuff out in the open. This is worse than the time when you were little and refused to wear pants for 6 months".

"Hey" Yuma says a bit angrily. "This is my room, I'm sorry it got on the bed, but you just came into my room. I have urges, and I'm sure you do too. You don't see me barging into your room to see if you soiled your underwear. This is my space and I'd appreciate some trust for me to be able to take care of myself".

Kari's face turned a bright shade of red. Her features squished together as she headed for the door. "Fine, maybe you're right about that last part. BUT KEEP YOUR MESSES TO YOURSELF NEXT TIME OK!"

And with that Kari slammed the door behind her. Yuma could hear her footsteps pound their way downstairs. He breathed a sigh of relief knowing she let things go and quickly. He wasted no time slipping out of his school uniform tie and shirt dropping them to the floor, notevening bothering to hang them up. He fought with his belt to yank it free. He walked over to one wall that was across from his large mirror wall. He undid his jeans and dropped them to his ankles, turning his neck to get a good look at his perky bottom in the mirror. Yuma lubed up two of his fingers on one hand with his tongue, and tried working them into his ass. He had to do one finger first, but once it was in he relaxed enough to slip the second in after it. He bore his one shoulder into the wall in front of him as support as he gave himself the fingers. The rubbing alongside his inner walls gradually got his dick up and hard. He couldn't watch anymore, he needed it. So Yuma turned his head back around and held himself in place with his forehead. His other hand wrapped itself around his dick and pumped. He went fast from the start, he was so horny, but that would soon be his mistake. Yuma closed his eyes and breathed out of his mouth as he allowed his hormones to take over. He worked himself over good until in an instant he came. Yuma was shocked, it had been 2 minutes at most. He was mad more than satisfied. All the eagerness to get home and he went too fast causing a quick reaction. Yuma cursed himself for not pacing his moves, he would have to try again later, it wasn't fair because he wasn't thinking.

There was one other problem, Yuma was super close to his wall, so that meant his load was covering the wall like a failed painting attempt. Yuma gasped and began to panic.

"I gotta clean this up before it hardens," he bellowed. He awkwardly shifted quickly towards the bathroom getting caught off balance and falling onto his upper half, thank goodness he wasn't erect anymore. Yuma quickly kicked off his pants and got up to run to the bathroom. He wet one of his towels and ran over to the wall. Rubbing it furiously to get the foreign substance out. He rubbed so hard a light shade of the wall's real paint came off, but no one was sure to notice unless they were purposely looking for something like that. Yuma tossed the towel in the laundry and sat down in his chair. He sighed a long sigh before looking out the window and thinking.

The next day was worse, Yuma couldn't wait even till school ended. His legs were crossed, trying to pin down his surprise boner. However, all his shifting actually felt good and turned him on more. He had no choice and asked his teacher to go to the restroom. He was permitted and made his way to the boy's bathroom, however once inside he saw a bunch of guys either using the bathroom or cutting class. He didn't want to do it with all this noise, so he leaped out of there and locked himself in the left open janitor's closet. He turned on the light overhead and looked around, no cameras, no bad smells, and no other people.

He didn't like wearing his school uniform but didn't want to waste time so the red and white buttoned t-shirt and corresponding red tie could stay this time. The pants and underwear went; Yuma's lower half only sporting shoes now. Yuma gripped his dick and went to work pleasuring. He sighed in relief as the horniess was being fed, it felt good to be doing this in a risky situation. Working himself, he looked around the closet, a lot of cleaning products, dusters, buckets, normal janitor's closet stuff. Yuma eventually saw the mop, and got a bizarre idea. He put the bottom part against a wall and admired the handle. He decided to take a rag and cover it with some disinfectant, and rub it over the glossy wooden handle. Yuma then drooled on the handle and positioned it behind him. He leaned back and the handle made itself comfortable in his hole. Yuma slid further and further down until the handle was as far in as it would go. Now he didn't so much move up and down as he just shook his ass on the handle feeling it bump against his inner walls. This allowed him to use both hands to clamp down on his cock and yank it to kingdom come. His shoulder muscles tensed and his collarbone cracked softly as he sped with his hands, stretching the skin on his member, feeling the rubbing fuel his hot desire. Eventually one hand slipped down to his balls and fiddled them through his fingers. His genitals were warm and loose, begging for the sweet release.

Yuma squatted more, the handle prodding his rectum, he was moaning uncontrollably. He could hear people talking, they sounded like they were looking for a sound they heard, sounds that could be linked to him. Yuma covered his mouth, but he did not stop with his lower half's torture. The thought of getting caught although terrifying also turned him on more. He jiggled his ass more, driving the handle in more, his body was shaking, it was getting hard to stand. Once the people had passed Yuma moaned loudly into his hand, he chose not to risk the continuous noise. He could feel himself getting close, but he couldn't leave evidence like he did at home. Yuma panicked but kept jerking himself as a challenge. His eyes scanned the poorly lit room, locking down on a rag. It could be dirty, so he held it out in front of him. Yuma pumped friction-causing fast, his cum spraying onto the rag, one little shot after another of the sticky liquid.

Once it was over Yuma folded the rag in on itself and tossed it in a bucket. No one would be none the wiser. He then painfully removed the handle from his ass, he'd gone a little too far and it went in further than it should have. However, Yuma got it out, fixed his pants and used cleaning products to disinfect the handle. It was the least he could do; he did just use the janitor's handle for his own selfish gain, but cleaning it off made him feel better in his head. Yuma was then mentally able to go back to class and get through school distraction free.

And there you have it, Yuma's dirty little secret. A freak accident woke some primal horny urge within him and it could take him over from time to time. Yuma wasn't proud of it, but damn did he like it. After the week had passed, we now find him in the present time. The next day would be with Tori, their first date since the last hiccup they had. Yuma now with this sex hound in the back of his mind, realized this could be his perfect chance to make things up to her. He wanted her, he wanted her more than he wanted things up his butt. He hoped she would give him a second chance, once she told him how she felt about him, Yuma was hit with just how cute and kind she really was. With the threats all gone, he could finally make someone else the focus of his life.

Somewhere, in the depths of the unknown. Three figures stand around a black bubbling pool. One pours a purple liquid into it, the bubbling intensifies and the ground shakes.

"Are you sure this is going to work?" One gruff voice asks.

"Our master asked us to do it, and we shall do just so" Another responds.

"If it does work, phase one will be ready for action" the last speaks calmly.

A black manifestation emerges from the liquid, the eyes open, one yellow and one of which was pure blackness.

"I, I LIIIIIIVE"

The three figures smile upon seeing the creation.

"The King of the shadow realm, requests an audience with you".

To be continued…?

So main question: Did you guys enjoy this? Would you like more? Should there be the dirty plot as well as an actual dueling plot, or just the dirty stuff? Let me know so I can construct this story not only how I want to, but so you all get the most enjoyment out of it as well.