Slutty Deku

Party (part 2)

Tristen pulled Izuku up the stairs. He paused momentarily before the greenett finally took the lead, taking him into his room. They didn't even bother to lock the door as Izuku was tossed onto the bed. Their clothes came off in seconds before the brunett kissed him fully. They battled for dominance while Tristen dragged his fingers down Izuku's body, rubbing bruises into his flesh. After battling for a while Tristen dipped his head down to leave wet kisses and bite marks down his chest, making sure to stop at his nipples. Then he sucked and teased them while the greenett mewled in pleasure, drooling slightly. Then he continued his path downwards, licking a long strip down his "V" before going onto the main course. He gave a fluttery eyed smile to Izuku before immediately taking him in. He reached halfway before bobbing back up. Each time he did he went a bit farther. Soon enough Izuku became impatient, grabbing onto Tristen's now loose hair as he tugged him down farther. He began to control the pace, fucking into his friends mouth without any remorse. When he felt himself get close his pleasure was suddenly taken away. The freckled boy let out a whimper at his loss before he was pushed down flat on the bed. Tristen was now hanging over him, his hard cock being pushed into Izuku's face. Being the good slut he is, he took Tristen down his throat immediately. He moaned around it for good measure. At that Tristen finally took Izuku back into his mouth. They both bobbed in sync, though Izuku seemed a bit behind since he had to take in more. After a bit they both finally reached their climax, as they were well practiced they both swallowed down all they got.

Just when izuku thought it was done he was reminded about how much energy his friend had. Suddenly he was folded in half as Tristen grabbed the lube from the night stand. He didn't need much prep, so after a few minutes of finger-fucking he was ploughed into by the larger male. The bed seemed to shake as they both got into the rhythm. Izuku panted and whined at the constant fucking, not able to get a breathe in. He wailed out as a spot deep inside him was hit. Tears of pleasure poured down his cheeks while he gripped the other man closer. When he finally tensed up he bit down onto Tristen's shoulder to keep from screaming out. They both finally pulled apart after calming down.

Tristen would have done even more but he wanted to get back to the party. So, as he pulled away he cleaned them both up, and even set to fixing up the bed. When both of them were redressed they finally left. The greenett was definitely tired though.

Izuku wobbled back into the living room. He immediately stumbled onto the couch, groaning as he fell over on it. The few in there look at him curiously. He chose to ignore them. Then a proud Tristen skipped the room, slapping Izuku's already red ass before sitting down next to him. Izuku let's out a tired yelp, but doesn't move away.

"Okay, what happened to you guys?" A now more sober Uraraka asked.

"It's pretty obvious," when she looked over to Todoroki he continued, "they fucked." Her cheeks turned slightly red. Her head snapping towards the tired greenett, only getting a sleepy look in response. Tristen smiled wide though, which was enough to confirm their suspicions.

"Sooo~, since we know about all this stuff now, will you answer our questions?" Izuku only grunted and glared at them, laying on his stomach while cuddling a pillow to his chest. After they kept asking questions anyway Tristen let out a sigh.

"Fine give me a sec, I'll go get his "magic formula"." Izuku perked up a bit at that.

"What's that?"

"It's the one thing that will get him drunk enough to answer you." He left for a little bit to go to the kitchen. Then he came back with a strange drink that Izuku got up from his spot to get. After practically chugging it he stumbled back over to the couch, giggling as he belly flopped into Tristen's lap. He cuddled his face right where his crotch was without any shame. Everyone around felt like they shouldn't be here right now. Tristen just laughed though, tugging Izuku's hair to pull him away a little. The freckled boy whined as if his favorite toy was taken away, making grabby hands towards the other boy. Tristen kept him away though, settling with letting him cuddle normally.