Chapter 1: So it begins...
Bakugou didn't really understand sex. He didn't get what the big deal was. Didn't find anyone, male or female, attractive, didn't want to date. Nothing.
That is, until he accidentally saw Kirishima jacking off one day. The two had moved in together after they graduated, a small two bedroom apartment. Normally they had different patrol times on Thursdays, but he ended up getting the day off instead.
So, when Bakugou walked by his roommate's door, he didn't expect to get an eye full of ass. Kirishima up on his knees, braced against the bed with one arm while the other was thrusting an orange colored dildo into his hole.
He was frozen, eyes locked on that stretched, wet hole. The redhead's moans sent shivers down Bakugou's spine. His dick was standing at full attention, straining against his pants.
Kirishima's moans got louder, until finally he froze, "Fuuuck! Bakugou!"
The sound of his name brought Bakugou out of his daze. Oh shit, oh fuck. He bolted to his room, door closer with a bang.
"You home bro?" Well he sounded normal.
"Yeah, got the day off. Gonna go for a run." He tried his best not to sound weird.
"Cool. I'm going to hop in the shower!"
And while his best friend was showering, Bakugou fucked his fist, thinking about the way how hole clenched around that dildo, and the sound of his voice as he moaned his name.
Thus began, a very interesting couple weeks. Bakugou tried really hard to not catch Kirishima again. He did! He even worked overtime for a couple of nights he knew his roommate had off. But even with all his trying, he failed.
It was the one night that week that the two of them both had off. Easy take out dinner, then his early bedtime. As always.
Except, he couldn't fall asleep.
And instead of just laying there he decided to get a glass of water. That's when he heard it.Bakugou know those sounds. Those moans .
There he was, on the couch. Where they were both just watching TV. Kirishima had his dick in hand, stroking slowly, head resting against the back of the couch.Thank fuck the lights were mostly out or Bakugou would be screwed.
Because instead of going back to his room, he just stood there and watched. Watched as the redhead stroked his cock. His thick, hard cock that he wanted to put his mou- Nope! No no no! Do NOT go there.
"Shit Bakugou..." The blond's blood ran cold, eyes refocusing after he apparently closed them. Kirishima still had his eyes closed, but his hand was moving faster.
"Fuck you feel so good..." That woke Bakugou and his dick back up.He watched silently, even started to palm his own erection as the red head jerked off. Why the hell was this arousing? He was standing in the middle of a dark hall watching his best friend masturbated. What was wrong with him?
Before he could berate himself more, the sound of Kirishima cumming interrupted his thoughts. Shit. Shit! Bakugou quickly went back to his room, this time shutting the door quietly. He was hot, panting partially from fear of being caught but also from his still very hard dick.
And for the second time, he ended up thinking about the redhead with his dick in his hand.
Then it happened again, and again, and again. It got to the point where Bakugou figured out Kirishima's schedule, or at least when he would most likely enjoy himself.
He ended up masturbating more in those couple weeks then he had in his whole life. And it seemed that he was getting away with it too. About a month after that first time, Bakugou was getting frustrated. No matter what he did or tried, it always seemed like he kept catching Kirishima.
Sometimes it was with just his hand, sometimes with a toy, in his room or on the couch. Once it had been in the kitchen. And every time he caught him it added to his imagination. Slowly but surely the pictures in his head changed from memories to fantasies.
Kirishima sucking his cock, bending over so Bakugou could fill his hole, being tied up while Kiri rode him. That last one was really new.But the thing that didn't change was the sounds coming from the redhead's mouth. They were always the same moans and whines Bakugou heard every time he watched.
And of course the way that Kirishima moaned his name as he came.He knew this was wrong. So very very wrong. But then again, his roommate was obviously thinking of him too. It was all fucked up. Thus, he decided to do what any rational person in this situation would do.
And he did absolutely nothing for another month. Tried not to think about it, didn't masturbate, and definitely didn't watch everytime Kirishima left his door cracked open. That is, until he woke up one morning with Kirishima sitting on top of him, stroking his very hard cock.
"Good morning Bakubro. Missed you at the shows."
Oh fucking fuck shitting fuck.
"Well, what do you have to say Bakubro?" Kirishima smirked.
"Wh- what are you talking about?" Didn't stutter. Nope. Not at all.
"Dude, I'm not an idiot. I saw you, the first time. I heard the front door open. I knew you were there. And the time after that in the living room. And every time after that." The whole time he was stroking his cock.
"Until you grew a conscious apparently. Not cool bro."
"Don't call me bro with your dick in your hand." Bakugou muttered, shifting slightly under his friends weight, "And why are you here?"
"Because you never got the hint. So I'm taking matters into my own hand." Kirishima snorted at his own joke.
"Why aren't you mad?" Bakugou couldn't understand what was happening.
"I've been in love with you for years. That's why."
Bakugou.exe has stopped working.
"You heard me. Now either shut up and enjoy the show or kick me out. You pick."
Bakugou could only stare. He was doing a lot of that.
Holy fuck why did those words make his cock throb? His world was narrowed down to two things; Kirishima's dick, and the sounds of his moans.
"Fuck this is so much better when I can see you. You can't keep your eyes off me, off my dick. Just the way it should be."
Kirishima's head tilted to the side, eyes half mast as he looked down at his bro, "Fuck you are so beautiful. Look even better with my cum on your face."
"Holy fuck Kiris-"
"Nope. I said shut up. But you can open your mouth, that's a good boy." Bakugou didn't know why he listened, but he did. He even stuck out his tongue. Kirishima was getting close, he could tell by the way his moans were turning to whines.
"Fuck fuck Bakugou!" The blond felt the cum hit his face, over his cheeks and nose and a bit into his mouth.
"Good boy. Such a good boy for me." Kirishima panted, reaching out and pushing the cum into his open mouth.
"Now swallow." And he did. Even licked Kirishima's fingers clean.
"I know you enjoyed that. I can feel it." Bakugou choked on a moan as the redhead ground down against his erection.
"Here's what's gonna happen. I'm going to let you fuck me." He moaned again.
"But first, you are going to tell me how you feel." Kirishima took his fingers out of Bakugou's mouth, allowing him to answer.
"I...I don't know actually..." The red head cocked an eyebrow.
"I've never thought about this shit before..."
He closed his eyes and let out a huff, "But seeing you like that did something to me. I don't...I don't know if it's love..."
He opened his eyes, and looked at Kirishima's face, "I do know that I've only ever felt this way with you. Literally."
Kirishima nodded, "That's good to know. Now, we need to get your clothes off."
He lifted himself up enough for Bakugou to shimmy his pants and boxers off, freeing his very hard cock.
The redhead licked his lips, "Such a pretty dick to match your pretty face."
"Shut up. What do we do now?" He blushed under his friend's-maybe more?- gaze.
"Now, I sit on your dick." Kirishima stroked Bakugou's cock a few times before lining it up with his hole, and sinking down.
Bakugou died and went to heaven. He could never go back to his hand again. Kirishima get so warm and so fucking tight around him. He wasn't going to last long.
"I hope you enjoy your first time Bakubro. So sit back, and let me do all the work." Kirishima lifted himself up only to drop back down.
Bakugou let out a choked moan, oh fuck .
"That's it baby, let it all out. I wanna hear you."
And he did, with every movement of the redhead's hips, he was pulled under even more. It felt amazing.Bakugou never really moaned when he masturbated, maybe sighed or groaned but never moaned. But here he was moaning like a porn star. His hands found Kirishima's hips and held on, fingers digging into the thick muscle for dear life.
"Who's fucking you so good?" Kirishima's voice broke through the haze in his head.
"Kir- ah ah fuck- Kirish-"
"Nope. Who's fucking you so good, Katsuki ?" Bakugou threw his head back, hips lifting off the bed and meeting the ones coming down.
"Eijirou! EIJIROU!" Crimson eyes rolled into his head as pops of his quirk exploded against the hips in his hand while he emptied deep into the redhead.
"Very good boy Katsuki." Bakugou could only whimper while Kirishima slipped off him.
"Good. By the way, I'm sorry for kinda forcing this on you. But I really do love you. And even if you don't love me back it's okay ‘cause I've lived with it for years now and I've learned to deal with it and-"
Bakugou cut off his rambling by pulling him into a soft kiss.
"Don't you dare feel sorry. I just said I didn't know if it was love, not that it couldn't be. And besides, why would I ever let the guy who took all my firsts get away?" He did with a smirk, pressing their foreheads together.
Eijirou chuckled, "I guess we did them out of order, huh? And if that's the case, a date would be next. What do you say Katsuki?"
"Only if I get my first blow job after, Eijirou."
Another blinding smile, "Deal."
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About two months ago, Katsuki and Eijirou started dating after a series of very interesting events. Before all of that Katsuki had the sex drive of a giant panda. None.
The couple had sex most nights they could. There was a lot for Katsuki to learn about sex. What he liked or didn't, what his kinks were and weren't, but something he knew he liked was watching Eijirou pleasure himself.
So tonight he got to choose what they did. And he knew exactly what he wanted. Eijirou was spread out on their bed, knees propped up just enough to he could reach his hole. Two slick fingers were already rubbing and stretching the muscles. There was a nice sized vibrator next to him on the bed, waiting for the right moment.
"Fuck Kat, feels good." The redhead moaned, shifting his hips so his fingers brushed against his prostate.
"You look so good Eiji..." Katsuki whispered, eyes glued to the stretched ring of muscle. He was sitting on a chair facing the bed, his own hard cock held in his hand.
"You ready for the vibe baby?" He was answered with a high pitched, needy whine.
"Go ahead then." Eijirou scrambled for the vibrator next to him, as well as the bottle of lube. He coated it liberally before lining it up with his hole. He locked eyes with his boyfriend, and slid the toy in to the hilt. Both men moaned, one at the feeling and the other at the sight.
Katsuki's hand started moving faster along his cock as Eijirou turned on the toy, shifting the angle so it pushed right against his prostate.
Eijirou's eyes rolled back, hips bucking against the toy, legs shaking from pleasure.
"Fuck, fuck Katsuki. Feels so good, fu-fuck! So so good!" This is what Katsuki loved, seeing this beautiful man fall apart in front of him. He didn't have to touch him, sometimes he didn't even talk. Knowing that his boyfriend was thinking about him and it made him react this way was intoxicating. It made Katsuki feel like the best person in the world. His hand moved faster along his cock with each moan and gasp from his boyfriend.
"Katsuki, Katsuki Katsuki fuck oh fuck, I'm gonna-! I'm gonna cum!" Eijirou practically screamed as he reached his peak, cum covering his abs and chest from his untouched cock.
Katsuki's eyes never left the redhead even as his own cock erupted over his hand. Both men panted, eyes locked on one another.
"I love you Kat..."
"I love you too Eiji..."
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