Rumors spread fast. Too fast.
As soon as word got out of videos being uploaded to PornHub of someone fucking in the lecture halls of your university, everyone was watching it. It wasn't uncommon to hear about students - or professors - fucking in various parts of the university, but to have over a dozen videos in all different rooms was insane.
Your university quickly became infamous with the collection of videos. Schools from all around spoke about how filthy the students were, how they wished they could be in the videos, or even how bold it was for someone to make porn in the same room they learned from.
The videos were cleanly made. High-quality camera, a mic that could catch every whimper, whine, beg and plea. The faces were never shown, never enough detail about either of the people to discover who they really were.
Some people got grossed out when they sat in class, unable to focus on the words being spoken because all they could think about was the way these two people were fucking on the desk in the front. Others tried to recreate the videos, only to be caught by security or professors.
It didn't matter what anyone thought of the videos. Only four days after the first link was shared on the university's Reddit, nearly everyone saw it. Paradis_Finest was the biggest trend this university had ever seen. Whoever he really was, he lived up to his username in the first video ever posted.
More importantly, every single person was trying to figure out who was posting them. The girls were different every time. No two girls the same and no two rooms the same either. The only thing in every video that stayed consistent was the man. He never showed his face, in fact, he barely showed himself at all making it impossible to throw guesses.
He was fit. Strong enough arms to hold up the people he screwed, long-piano-playing fingers which were never fully seen because they were always deep inside someone's pussy. Without even needing to see his face, it was clear the man was attractive. This wasn't just some run-of-the-mill punk, he was smart.
"It's obvious who it is."
Ymir shamelessly played the video while she ate her lunch in the middle of the food court. The lewd sounds were loud enough for people in surrounding tables to hear it, although if they were were like any other student in the university they would know exactly which one it was. It didn't make any of you less uncomfortable that she was so willing to watch it in public.
"Oh? And how did you come to that conclusion?" You rolled your eyes. There was no way She could know who it was - the entire school was trying to figure it out. Thankfully, you couldn't see the screen - the last thing you needed was to get flustered over the video. "You don't talk to anyone outside this table how could you possibly know?"
"It's Eren Jaeger," She paused the video and showed you the screen. The perfect shot for her to pause it. The man's hands dug into her flesh, leaving tight imprints on her skin. His cock completely sheathed inside her, not that it stopped his previous round's cum from dripping down her legs. Every muscle on his body was defined and prominent, shining in the artificial light like some kind of god.
"Eren?" Mikasa raised her eyebrows. Eren was close to your friend group. His connection to Mikasa brought everyone together for Friday nights at bars and late-night study sessions. The two groups integrated so naturally and now it was impossible to be separated from them all.
Eren certainly exposed himself enough to make you wonder if it was really him. He had the cocky attitude for it, as well as the fit body. Not to mention his constant attempts - and successes - when hooking up with women at bars and clubs. Eren easily fit the type for it to be the person in the videos.
