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Not that Toshinori couldn’t control OFA. He could of course. But sometimes things just…slipped up.
“You don’t have to do that…” Aizawa mumbled at one end of the couch.
Toshinori was quiet as he sat there in his large form. He had been looking over at his colleague when a thought struck him…The younger man with dark hair and pale skin was attractive. Some people said his eyes were tired, but they looked almost sad to Toshinori.
“Was it something you were thinking about?” Aizawa asked, sucking at a juice pouch as he let his dark eyes drag over the other man's bulging muscles.
“Uh…” Toshinori's cheeks flushed because yes, he had been thinking about something. Something rather naughty. And out of habit it made his body change. After all, no one wanted the real man behind the muscles.
“Was it me?” Aizawa was being merciless in his questioning. This time when he got no answer he actually smirked a bit, sucking on the juice until it gurgled and whined loudly in protest as he worked the last drops through the tiny straw. He then put the crinkled, empty pouch to the side. “It was…Well then…what should we do about it? Bet it’s been a while for you…huh old man?” he teased, making his large colleague blush deeply and look away.
“Well that will never get anything done…” Aizawa continued, resting one arm on the back of the couch with his legs spread in that ‘manly' way. “Relax Yagi…Be yourself…” he urged, leaning closer to place a hand on a thick forearm to show he was there to support the other.
“You mean…You don’t want this?” Toshinori asked, gesturing to himself but insinuating the large, muscular form he had taken when he had gotten a bit aroused watching Aizawa sipping at that little straw.
“Not really…” Aizawa answered with a shake of his head. “Not sure if you noticed…But I am not the most attracted to big buff guys…” he pointed out. That earned at least a little chuckle from Toshinori who gave a nod and began to relax, steaming as the bulk of his body shrank back down so he was sitting, slouched over, in a pool of baggy clothes.
“I don’t feel very attractive like this though…No one really..”
He was cut off when Aizawa huffed and sighed, rolling his eyes all too obviously. “Oh stop that…I know you probably need some ego stroking but that’s not what you’re here for… I’m not gunna tell you how handsome you are or how great you are or any of that bull shit. You’re a man…You’re retired and sad about it…I get it. But you can’t dwell on that. Accept your accomplishments and move on…”
It was harsh, but Toshinori knew it was true, a blush crohaed his now sharp cheek bones as he nodded acceptance. So he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, tensing as a warm hand gripped at his bony thigh. He looked up, meeting Aizawa's dark gaze, and felt a little thrill run down his spine.
“So…Uh…” Poor Toshinori was strangely bashful, remembering why he was there but still not believing it. Everything felt so awkward.
“Scooch closer…” Aizawa ordered, tugging at the thigh he had gripped at to get the noodle of a man's attention.
Toshinori's blush deepened and his mouth felt dry, but he obeyed, shifting closer so that he was right next to the other, still towering over him even while sitting down.
“It’s ok Yagi…” Aizawa promised, then reached up to slide his hand around the back of Toshinori’s neck, and pulled down, bringing the tense ex Hero down to his level before pressing their lips together.
When their lips touched, Toshinori swore he felt electricity from his lips down to his dick, making the old man groan softly against his colleague. But there was no escaping in that moment as Aizawa held him firmly in place, lips parting and a tongue demanding entry. It was a demand that Toshinori did not disobey, panting heavily as a warm, wet tongue was soon gliding against his own, stroking along his oral muscle in an all too pleasing way.
More importantly, Toshinori could feel fingers around his slender, jagged wrist as his hand was guided down Aizawa’s body to between his legs, allowing him to feel how hard and turned on the recluse of a teacher actually was.
“See? You don’t need to be All Might to turn people on…” Aizawa practically purred as he leaned up to peck a kiss along that angular jaw. “Now…Mind helping me out?” he added in a whisper against one of Toshinori’s ears.
That alone sent goosebumps all down the older man's body and he had to take a moment to breath and let his head stop spinning. When it did, he gave a little nod.
“Mm...good…Cause it’s starting to ache a bit…” Aizawa responded, then rolled his hips up, grinding his bulge against the other man's palm and groaning when Toshinori gave him a little squeeze.
“Do I need to walk you through it?” he added, seeing that unsure, nervous expression on the other’s hollow face.
“N…no..It’s just been a while…” Toshinori answered, blushing even deeper when he felt that cock twitching against his fingers.
“Well, don’t keep me waiting Yagi…” Aizawa grunted, then leaned in to kiss at a long, slender neck. To some it might look awkward, but in many ways it was a graceful neck, one that Aizawa decided to nibble on a bit just to hear how it made the other man gasp and earning him another firm squeeze of his dick.
Long, knobby knuckled fingers managed to undo a belt, a button, and a zipper rather easily however, and before long those same fingers were wrapped around a thick, throbbing shaft. This finally pulled a soft moan from Aizawa which only seemed to encourage Toshinori as he began to stroke that shaft base to tip, milking a bit if precum from his colleagues little hole.
“That’s it Yagi…mmm…” Aizawa praised. Sure he had said he wasn’t going to stroke any ego, but he also knew that the older man needed encouragement and praise, things that didn’t exactly come easy to the usually demanding teacher.
“Can I…do more?” Toshinori asked from above Aizawa as the younger man had tucked his head under that pointy chin to nuzzle at Toshinori’s neck.
“Mmhmm…Do whatever you wanna do. We’re here to relax and feel good after all…” Aizawa answered. When he felt the larger man pull away however he sighed and opened his eyes, a little flustered to see that blond, fluffy hair to be dropping lower than his chest. “Yagi….” He whispered, then rested a hand on the back of the other man's head when he felt a warm, wet tongue lapping at the head of his cock. “Fuck…mmmph…Didn’t take you for one who did that…” he added, his own cheeks blushing as he felt that head began to bob, hips twitching with the desire to push deeper into his colleague’s mouth.
Toshinori didn’t respond however, focusing instead on shifting his own lanky body into a comfortable place on the floor between Aizawa's legs. Being a hunky #1 hero usually had people falling all over themselves to bottom for him. But he liked all kinds of things and had missed the taste of a cock. So when Aizawa said he could do what he wanted, he gave in, moaning his own pleasure as he began to lower his mouth around that thick shaft, drooling along it and using his own saliva as lube when he made a circle of his fingers to squeeze and stroke the base of that cock.
It took no time at all for Toshinori to begin swallowing Aizawa’s thick cock to the point his nose was pressing into dark curls and his slender throat began to bulge. After all, he was quite well endowed to say the least.
“Isn’t he all pretty down there like that?” Hizashi teased as he rounded the corner to see another blond between his husband's legs. He smirked as ruffled a towel over his wet hair, another towel wrapped loosely around his hips as he watched Aizawa's fingers curl in that fluffy blond hair of their elder, not letting him lift up.
“Don’t stop Yagi…” Aizawa ordered, earning a whimper from the man between his legs and an almost desperate begging in those bright blue eyes.
Hizashi just chuckled and stepped closer, patting Toshinori’s bony shoulder as he stepped up to Aizawa. Without another word he used the towel to capture his husband’s head and pull him into a heated kiss, slowly letting that towel fall away so that their guest could watch them practically devouring each other through that kiss.
The visual and the sound of their lips sucking and smacking was enough to make Toshinori moan. His usually baggy pants feeling all too tight against his own throbbing cock.
“Mmmm…seems he likes seeing you using your mouth…” Hizashi smirked when the kiss was broken, looking down at their guest who was still eagerly working his husband’s cock. “Mmm….Show him what you’re capable of babe…” he added, then stood up straight and let the towel around his hips fall away, showing off his fully naked body and a slowly plumping cock. A cock that was almost immediately swallowed by Aizawa as he reached out with his other hand to pull his lover closer so he could taste him.
“mmmphmmm..” Toshinori almost whimpered as he watched a man he figured was strictly a top take a cock so expertly down his throat. He couldn’t help but watch as Aizawa’s throat bobbed with every swallow. The way black hair shifted around his face and shoulders when he began a bobbing motion.
Hizashi grinned as his lover worked his cock to full hardness in the matter of seconds, his own fingers raking through that inky black hair as a form of physical praise. “Surprised? Don’t be Yagi. There’s a lot you don’t know about my kitten…” he purred, earning a glare from dark eyes that only made him chuckle.
After a while soft moans and wet slurps filled the little living room as cocks were sucked. “Mmm…fuck…babe…that feels so good…How’s our guest treating you? Hmmm?” Hizashi eventually asked, pulling his hips back making Aizawa pant and whine at the lack of a cock blocking his airway.
“G…good…” Aizawa managed to answer, looking down at the still bobbing and sucking mouth around his own cock. “If he keeps that up…mmmph…I’ll probably cum soon…” he admitted as his fingers tightened further in Toshinori’s hair, pulling a little mewling sound from him.
“We can’t have that…now can we?” Hizashi purred, smirking as he ran a hand over his husband’s chest and down his abs to pull at the hem of his shirt until Aizawa had to release Toshinori’s hair to lift his arms, allowing Hizashi to strip his upper half and toss the black shirt off to the side to deal with later.
Aizawa shifted a bit, gasping and jerking his hips when Toshinori performed an especially hard sucking motion that somehow hollowed out his cheeks even more. “Fuck…” he panted, his usually half closed eyes wide and staring back into blue ones that seemed to have gained a new spark in them since the last time they locked their gaze.
“Mmm…Toshi…I don’t think he needs those pants tonight…do you?” Hizashi went on to coo, pulling his husband’s head back to himself and pushing his cock back between the man's hungry lips, letting out a moan of his own as his hips jerked forward to start a slow and steady rhythm.
The larger man, still on the floor, didn’t need to be told twice. All too soon he was tugging at Aizawa’s pants until they slipped off his pale, muscular legs. They were so thick and hard he couldn’t believe he didn’t show them off more in form fitting attire. Then again, Aizawa wasn’t exactly one who wanted to draw attention to himself.
Toshinori took in the men above him. Both were smaller of course. But they were still relatively young and though many scars cut across Aizawa's body, he still looked so strong. Something that made Toshinori’s cock throb again, reminding him that he was now the only one with clothes still on.
He watched as Hizashi slowly fucked Aizawa’s face, hearing them both moan and watching as drool dribbled and collected against Aizawa's chin and Hizashi's balls only to drip down onto the couch. The scene was so hot that even though Toshinori’s mouth had been watering mere moments ago, it suddenly felt dry again, making him thirsty.
Hizashi caught that look on Toshinori’s face and chuckled. “Go on…have a feast Toshi…don’t forget his ass though…we’re running low on lube…” he grinned down at the now pained expression of his husband who whimpered at the thought of no lube.
“Oh god…” Toshinori whispered, his voice cracking in a way it hadn’t since he was a teenager. The back of his neck prickled with heat and a bead of sweat trailed down his temple to fall off of his sharp jaw.
“No gods here Toshi…Just some horny heroes" Hizashi moaned as his hips thrusted a little faster, both hands now holding Aizawa’s head as he used his throat.
Hearing that only made Toshinori fluster even more. His face was so red he felt dizzy. Not to mention that nearly painful throb between his skinny thighs.
His blue eyes followed the line of Aizawa’s body though. Starting from those lips so perfectly stretched around Hizashi's cock, down his bulging throat and along a collarbone. Dragging over mounds of pecs and rippling abs back to the red, needy cock that still glistened with his own spit.
Hizashi didn’t repeat his orders, but hazy green eyes were certainly watching him closely, making the other man feel a little nervous again. Slowly his large hands moved up Aizawa’s well defined calves, lifting and spreading the man's legs once he hooked his palms under the other’s knees. This made Aizawa whine softly and gurgle around the cock shoving down his throat, making his own cock twitch and his balls jiggled just above a winking tight hole.
A very inviting looking hole. Twitching and flexing and just begging for attention. Suddenly Toshinori’s dry mouth was watering again and he leaned in, timidly kissing that dark little pucker at first. That alone pulled a moan and a little squirm from Aizawa that had Hizashi's fingers gripping at his head harder to keep him in place as he continued to slowly use his husband’s throat.
Going off of Hizashi’s lead, Toshinori didn’t let the movement phase him as he kissed more firmly, sucking ever so lightly at the now fluttering orifice . Before long he felt Aizawa practically grinding against his lips. So at last he slipped his tongue over that pucker, tasting it and shivering in pleasure at the sounds it made his colleague make. Emboldened by that, his tongue pushed forward, forcing it’s way into Aizawa’s body bit by bit and making the man squirm deliciously above him. This had Hizashi chuckling though.
“He doesn’t usually like too much attention…but when he gets like this…he’s quite the little attention whore…aren’t you?” he cooed to his husband who could only whimper and whine around the cock still pumping in and out of his throat.
Hearing that had Toshinori blushing all over again, but he took it for what it was…an invitation to keep going. So that’s what he did. Pushing Aizawa’s knees up to his shoulders further exposed the man to him. Then Toshinori opened his mouth wide and shoved his tongue into that tight hole, his cock throbbing every time that tight ring of muscles flexed around his tongue. He thrusted it in and out. Sucking at the sensitive tissue and adding more spit into the hole he began to all out tongue fuck.
“Mmmph…that’s it Toshi…give the little attention whore that tongue of yours…I bet it feels real good down there…I bet it’s making him wish he had a cock there now though…right babe?” Hizashi crooned and teased through his own panting breath.
Aizawa slurped and gurgled greedily as he closed his eyes and nodded, hips rolling and grinding to feel more of Toshinori’s thick, heated tongue.
The older man blushed as he also made lewd, wet sounds against the other’s hole, feeling how it loosened up around his thrusting tongue. He understood the hint Hizashi had made. So, he rested Aizawa’s knees over his bony shoulders and reached down to finally free his own needy cock, moaning against the other man's ass as fresh air cooled Toshinori’s flesh.
Slowly he stroked himself at first, giving himself some much needed relief. This had him moaning a bit more however which resulted in Aizawa practically riding against his mouth and making drool run down Toshinori’s sharp chin. A little shifting however and he pulled away, licking over Aizawa’s balls. Sucking each one into his mouth as not one, but two fingers pushed inside of that now sloppy, needy hole.
The added sensations surprised Aizawa, making him snort in a gasp around Hizashi's cock and buck his hips up. Toshinori pulled back, sucking on the other’s scrotum before licking and sucking up the belly of Aizawa’s cock, making the man moan again. This only further encouraged Toshinori to move his fingers inside his colleague, every jerk, twitch, and moan like praising gospel to his senses.
“Determined to make him cum huh Toshi?” Hizashi teased, finally pulling out of Aizawa’s mouth to allow him to gasp in panting breaths. This also allowed Toshinori to see how flushed and sweaty the other was. It was quite the image, seeing the usually calm and collected man panting with a blitzed out expression and hazy eyes. It made the old man smile and give a little nod.
“We can always make him cum again later…” Toshinori pointed out with a bashful little smile. That earned a chuckle from Hizashi and a whimper from Aizawa.
“mmhmm…then go ahead Toshi…Drink him dry..” Hizashi purred, running his fingers through damp, black hair as he watched Toshinori swallow his husband’s cock again.
He didn’t just start sucking that deliciously heavy cock however. At the same time his lips pushed down, his fingers pushed in, starting a careful slow rhythm of suck and thrust that had Aizawa crying out in pleasure. All at the same time Toshinori was swallowing a cock, fingering an ass, and stroking himself. All of his senses were stimulated and he was already feeling so very close.
Before he could reach his own orgasm his mouth was flooded with thick jizz as Aizawa cried out and reached down once more to grab at his soft, blond hair as he rode out his orgasm. The suddenness of it caught Toshinori off guard and the man gagged and coughed, spluttering a mess all over Aizawa’s stomach and thighs.
“Mmmm…I always did like you messy…” Hizashi teased with a chuckle. Only earning himself another glare from his husband's dark eyes.
“Awww…Don’t look at me like that babe….I know you’re loving all this attention…Just…scoot over a bit.” Hizashi made a motion for the other to shift on the couch. “Toshi…You don’t have to remove your clothes if you don’t want to. But skin feels best when it’s against more skin…” he added, winking at the gangly man still kneeling on the floor before sliding next to Aizawa on the couch.
That statement alone had Toshinori blushing all the way to his ears as he looked over both naked men, admiring their still relatively youthful bodies.
It was Aizawa who groaned and shook his head. “Listen Yagi…we’re married…and you’re our friend. There is literally no one here to worry about” he pointed out rather bluntly as he was still panting heavily and coming down from his high.
That made up Toshinori’s mind at least. The guy was right after all. There was no one there to try to impress. Nervously, he pushed his pants down first, kicking them to the side as he stood up, showing both men just how large he was. Their duel looks of shock had him blushing even brighter and he self consciously tugged the front of his baggy shirt down to hide himself.
The adorableness of that alone had Hizashi laughing. “Oh man…Toshi has been holding out…” Aizawa just nodded, looking a little dazed.
“Heh…I uh…I haven’t exactly had a reason to show it off in a while…” Toshinori admitted, then moved to sit on the couch on the other side of Aizawa, deciding to leave his shirt on for the time being as he knew his sunken chest and stomach and the gruesome gash of a scar in his side could easily turn people off. They might say they didn’t care, but for all that he trusted them as colleagues, he didn’t quiet have the level of comfort to accept that while not ‘after' him, he could still ruin the moment with his sickly, ugly body.
Neither man commented on it though and ended up falling into another hungry kiss between themselves as Toshinori tried to get comfortable again. He almost thought they had forgotten he was there until a rough hand reached out over his thigh and slid up until finger tips found his still straining cock. The sensation had him groaning and he pushed into the searching fingers with a sigh.
It was Aizawa who had reached out for him, stroking him and Hizashi as his lips sucked at his husband's. But after another moment of watching two hands working two cocks and the other two men kissing, it was Toshinori’s turn to taste Aizawa again as the smaller man turned to him and leaned up, first only able to reach his chin. But seeing what was wanted, the taller man leaned down and was once more gave in to the skilled lips of the erasure hero.
The next surprise came when he felt Aizawa shifting and tugging at his cock, making Toshinori moan into the greedy kissing. He could feel more than see what the other wanted and helped by reaching down to help support one leg while rolling his hips forward letting Aizawa guide his cock to a still very slick hole. He moaned when his head pressed into that tight heat, panting against Aizawa's lips as Hizashi leaned in to kiss and nip at his husband's neck.
Everything felt so amazing, so good that it didn’t take much more for Toshinori to lean in more firmly and slide his cock a few inches deeper, making Aizawa groan at how his insides were achingly stretched around that impressively massive cock.
“S…sorry…” Toshinori whispered, feeling bad when he saw that slight grimace of pain on his colleague’s face.
“Don’t let his face fool you Toshi…” Hizashi mumbled against a darkening spot that was a growing hickey. “He likes it to hurt a little sometimes…” he added, then bit into that darkening flesh with a playful little growl, making his husband gasp and arch up against the both of them and tighten his insides around Toshinori’s cock, which in turn had him wincing since Aizawa was already painfully tight. But the most impressive was how Aizawa's cock was already growing again, telling Toshinori that Hizashi had been telling the truth.
“Ah…I see…well then…just tell me if I’m too much then…” he mumbled to Aizawa who just nodded, then pulled him down for another kiss.
Toshinori smiled into the kiss again and squeezed at Aizawa's solid thigh as he pushed up into him again before pulling out a little only to push in even deeper. It took a few slow, shallow thrusts before he was fully buried inside those tight walls. After a moment to rest and adjust, Aizawa used that time to run a hand under Toshinori’s shirt.
The touch to his abs was light at first and sent a shiver through him that resulted in goosebumps. He tried to pull away at first. But a growl from Aizawa made him sit still for a moment before leaning into the touch at the same time he rolled his hips forward.
Aizawa moaned and dragged his nails over Toshinori’s skin before his fingers spread out and moved up his body. They moved across the dips and crests of his deep scar, then over a flat pec. There wasn’t much muscle there to grab, but Aizawa managed to massage what tissue was there, making Toshinori moan and buck into him.
They were only slightly interrupted when Toshinori felt something else grinding against his balls and the base of his shaft. When he looked down with hazy eyes, he saw it was Hizashi’s still hard cock pressing against Aizawa’s stretched hole. The other was clearly trying to work himself in and since Aizawa didn’t seem to mind, Toshinori said nothing, only moaned into Aizawa's mouth as that tight hole just kept getting tighter.
“Thaaat's it babe…Look at that…We’re both inside you now" Hizashi moaned against Aizawa’s ear, making his husband keen and whine as he was trapped between the two blond men. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it…you’ll be filled up in no time…” the vocal hero promised as he ran a hand down Aizawa’s washboard abs to rub over the slight bulge that had formed from having two sizable cocks spreading his insides.
From there all that mattered was slickness and friction. Aizawa moaned and whined as he went from kissing one man to the other, each one taking turns as their hips rolled and thrusted into him.
Toshinori came first, gasping and groaning as he felt his balls begin to unload in those heated walls. His cheeks flushed as he realized that meant he had also cum all over Hizashi's cock which was soon pounded into his husband's even slicker hole, moaning and kissing the man who was at the center of their attention. The constant thrusting of Hizashi’s cock rubbed at Toshinori’s now overly sensitive dick, making the man whimper and pant until he finally pulled out, leaving Aizawa’s gaped and stretched and allowing some of his spent seed to drool out of his body.
Hizashi came soon after, biting at Aizawa's lip as he moaned through his own orgasm before finally stopping. All three men were left panting and dazed. Not surprisingly, it was Hizashi who recovered quickest.
“Come on…Lets get him to bed" he announced, then pulled out of his husband who arched up and hissed at the feeling of being empty after being so very full.
“Uh…ok…” Toshinori answered, then looked down at the very exhausted man pressed against him. He smiled, then merely scooped him up bridal style to carry him as he followed Hizashi's swaggering hips to their bedroom. Once there he laid Aizawa in the bed, chuckling as the man just rolled over with a groan. He then turned to leave, but was stopped by a clearing of a voice.
“Oh no big guy…You’re next…Get in" Hizashi basically ordered, pointing at the bed.
“Uh…But he looks kinda tired….I should probably let him rest…besides I already…”
“Nope…not hearing it. He always looks like that, so don’t worry about it. He’ll be fine in a few minutes…till then, get in the bed" Hizashi ordered, pointing at it again. There was clearly no arguing with the other man so Toshinori obeyed, slipping in next to Aizawa who scooted over a little more, giving Hizashi enough room to slip in behind Toshinori.
A little tugging from Hizashi had Toshinori rolling over, looking at the smaller, much prettier blond. It made him feel a little insecure all over again. But Hizashi didn’t let him dwell on it for long.
“You don’t need this.” Hizashi whispered, then slid his hands under Toshinori’s shirt and ran them all up his torso, pushing the shirt up as well and exposing his unsightly chest until the fabric was all bunched up under the older man's arms. Then, lips caught one of Toshinori’s nipples, making him almost melt at how good it felt. Warm, wet lips sucking at him, teeth grazing him. Fuck, he hadn’t realized how badly he craved to be touched like this until Hizashi laid his hands on him.
That touch alone almost felt like fire and had him raising his arms up to allow the other to remove the bothersome piece of clothing. Once it was gone, Hizashi was on him. Another leg that was both soft and firm pressed between his own, a hip soon grinding against his spent cock as Hizashi’s hands roamed over his body, kissing and nipping at his neck, chest and shoulders.
Got it felt good. So good that he almost forgot there was another man behind him until he felt more hands on him and a chest pressing to his back and a hard cock sliding between his ass cheeks. Not that he had much of an ass, but it was enough to stimulate Aizawa by the feel of the panting breaths at the back of Toshinori’s neck.
“You ok with me back here?” Aizawa asked, rolling his hips and grinding his cock against Toshinori’s puckered hole.
“God yes…” He answered in a drawn out moan. It had been forever since anyone had indulged that particular desire of his, and having someone like Aizawa ask had his cock hard all over again and pressing against Hizashi who only chuckled as he continued to shower him with attention, even reaching down to stroke his cock.
He heard the click of something behind him and knew that Aizawa had found the lube. Then, two fingers pushed into him, making him hiss at the cold slickness and the rough fingers.
“Shouta…Don’t be so rude…” Hizashi scolded, kissing at Toshinori’s throat to help ease him.
“Sorry…Guess it’s been a while here too huh?” Aizawa asked, his tone lacking much empathy. All he got was another groan and a nod. He took that as the ok to keep going and continued to work the older man's hole until three fingers smoothly worked in and out of the moaning man's body.
Satisfied with that Aizawa added a little more lube to his own cock, then began to push into their guest, moaning as that unused hole squeezed around him.
At this point all three men were panting and moaning as they rubbed and thrusted against each other. Even Hizashi was hard again and eagerly rutting his smaller cock against Toshinori’s. Both were slick with precum and moved easily against each other. They were a tangle of arms and legs as Aizawa continued to thrust, his arms wrapping around the thin body of his colleague to hold him tightly. His lips kissed and sucked at the back of Toshinori’s neck while Hizashi did the same to his throat.
So much attention was doted over him that he almost didn’t know what to do about it, merely soaking it in until at last, one by one, they came.
First it was Hizashi who buried his face against Toshinori’s neck when his seed coated their stomachs and cocks, moaning as the larger man held him close and continued to thrust against their newly slicked bodies until he came a few moments later. His orgasm was enough to draw out one last thrust from Aizawa before he felt that thick heat sinking inside of him that let Toshinori know that his colleague had indeed just cum inside of him.
Not that he cared. He actually loved that feeling of being a sticky, cumfilled person. They laid like that for a while, letting their breathing catch up to them as they embraced in their combined mixture of sweat and jizz. It felt amazing and very satisfying to say the least. But as their fluids began to cool, Toshinori pushed up a bit.
“Nuh-uh…You’re staying the night…” Hizashi mumbled, already sounding half asleep as he clung to the skeletal man between him and his husband, whose grip on him also tightened.
“Heh…Ok then…” He agreed, then merely reached out to find the sheets and covered their naked bodies before allowing himself to finally drift off, a content smile on his face as his own arms held Hizashi close and long legs shifted between Aizawa's, feeling calm and happy between the two younger men. His last thoughts before sleep consumed him was how happy he was that he had accepted that invitation to join them.