Kokichi's Discovery

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     "That was great, Rantaro! I can't wait to do that again, nishishi~"

     Kokichi got off of Rantaro and plopped right beside him in the bed, wiping the sweat off of his hot, red forehead. Rantaro only responded with a low grunt, a small smile plastered on his face as he turned to his boyfriend. The avocado boy rested his hand on Kokichi's bony shoulder and spoke in his deep, sexy voice that he got after he did a fuck.

     "I'm gonna clean up, okay? Is there anything you need while I'm up?" He asked with care.

    Kokichi thought for a moment, before blurting out the obvious, "Panta!"

     Rantaro gave his lover a small nod before getting up to go grab tissues, panta, and probably some of his organic vegan popcorn that he always makes when Kokichi comes over. Kokichi watched Rantaro's thicc ass as he walked away, and then grabbed his phone while he was gone. Kokichi unlocked the phone, which had an avocado background, and then looked through Rantaro's photo gallery. He was expecting nudes, but found nothing but vegan recipes, pictures of his cats, and photos of his travels around the world. Boooring.

    He swiped the photo gallery away and let out a small sigh of defeat, when suddenly, he saw something that caught his eye. It was an app with the letter T on it! Kokichi clicked on it without even reading the title of the application and his eyes suddenly widened with childlike curiousity. The little brat boy scrolled through his boyfriend's social media, coming across many things such as aesthetic photos of people traveling the world, selfies of pretty people, and... then something caught his eye. It was a drawing of an animal-like person swallowing another animal-like person.

     Suddenly, Kokichi felt something inside him. Was this shit actually...making him horny again? He just fucked Rantaro for Christ's sake. He felt himself get an erection again and he looked at the tags, and clicked on the only word he didn't recognize.

     "Vore."

     He continued to scroll through, his left hand slowly rubbing his inner thigh and his right hand held the phone and scrolled through the vore. Kokichi then let out a small moan as he started to stroke his dick, pumping it quickly as he saw more and more vore. Each image got hotter and hotter. Then, he found something even more erotic. Someone was getting eaten, and the person stuffing them down their throat was pissing. He looked at the tags once more to see what this erotic shit was called, and it was "omorashi". Kokichi bit his lip as he went through the omorashi tag, discovering that it was a piss kink. He saw videos of people pissing themselves, and sometimes art. He was about to cum a second time, until---

     "Hey, Kokichi, I'm back." Rantaro smiled gleefully, a bowl of popcorn in his hand along with tissues and panta.

    "U-Um--"

     "What are you doing?"

     Kokichi panicked and shouted, "N-Nothing!", and then proceeded to close out of Tumblr and throw the phone across the room.

     Rantaro let out a grunt and set down all of his items on the bed, going over to the phone to pick it up. He bent down, his naked ass in the air, making Kokichi think of dirty things. What if he pissed in Rantaro's ass? What if he got vored in Rantaro's ass? What if both happened? What if Rantaro pissed in his ass? What if--

     "Why did you throw my phone across the room? Are you touching yourself?"

     "I--"

     "I guess you found those nudes of me. Sorry, I take a lot of those for self-confidence boosts."

     "Well, actually--"

     Rantaro walked over to the bed and started to clean the nut off of the sheets, then he proceeded to get in bed with Kokichi and hand him his panta along with the popcorn he popped himself. Kokichi opened the panta and started to drink it as Rantaro snuggled up to him, his lips rested in the crook of his neck. Kokichi gulped the whole fucking panta bottle in one gulp and threw it across the room, his fingers running through Rantaro's green hair. They were both butt naked right now, so Kokichi could totally ask Rantaro about his newly found kinks and try them out. He decided to.

     "Hey, Rantaro?" Kokichi asked, stuffing his mouth with the popcorn Rantaro made.

     "Yes, Kokichi?" Rantaro replied back, rising up.

     "Do you...know what vore is?"

     Rantaro suddenly got a serious, stern look on his face. He picked up the popcorn bowl and moved it out of the way, tucking Kokichi in quickly. He kissed him on the forehead, turned around, and tried to go to sleep. Disappointed, Kokichi kicked the covers off of his and lied his head on Rantaro's arm as he slept on his side.

     "Rantaro...You know, don't you?" He teasingly asked, "Does my big bro have a weird, obscure fetish I don't know about?"

     "No, I just know what vore is. I-it's nasty, I can't believe people actually like that stuff."

     This crushed Kokichi into billions of pieces. Did Rantaro Amami really just kinkshame him? Wow. Kokichi then remembered the other kink he saw, and immediately asked Rantaro about that, too.

     "What about peeing? Does big bro have a piss kink?"

     Rantaro jumped up immediately, and let out an almost forced-sounding gag, "Ugh! That's so unsanitary and disgusting, even more than vore! That panta must've made you hyper, you need to sleep."

     He just got double kinkshamed. Damn, this boy was vanilla. He can't even handle a little bit of piss? Tch, pathetic. Kokichi, without saying another word, frowned and turned his back to Rantaro, who was laying back down and gripping onto the soft covers. If Kokichi didn't find any kinks Rantaro has, then he would have to break up with that vanilla bean. He can't handle non-kinkiness. Hell, maybe he could turn to Korekiyo if things didn't work out. That guy has a BDSM kink AND a piss kink. It was wrong to think that, though, because Rantaro was Kokichi's boyfriend, not Korekiyo. Kokichi started to slowly drift asleep, a little movie in his mind playing about Rantaro using Kokichi as a prey toilet. Mmmmm, yummy.

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