Virgin (Kiribaku)

Risky Recording

                                                NSFW 

Bakugou's P.O.V

   We showed up in the familiar parking lot and he stumbled to the entrance, opening the door and somehow managed to get in the elevator without falling over. Once the doors close, his mouth attacks my jawline with short pecks to my face and lips. Letting him do his thing, the elevator doors open onto his level and he walks to his room, pushing open the door and collapsing onto his bed. I was drunk, however I was so used to the feeling that the alcohol in my system didn't affect me like him. This had to be his first time drinking. I haven't acted that crazy for a few months. Taking my phone out of my pocket, I go to my camera hitting record and set it up on his bookshelf, leaning against a few text books. You couldn't see my phone from the bed but the light from his lamp was just enough for my camera to pick up. Going over to the bed, I remind myself this was all for a dare and after tonight I would have my proof and show it to the boys on Friday, the week of Thanksgiving break giving me a week in advance. There was no rush. 

   He was laying down on the bed while I lay directly on top of him using my arms to keep me up. I hesitated, the thought of the camera recording us before shaking the thought away and kissing him, running my hands up and down his torso. My fingers grasp the hem of his shirt pulling it up and over his head. Stopping, I pull of my own shirt as well. My hands reach down to the button on his jeans, undoing them along with the zipper and slipping the jeans down his legs. Throwing them to the side, I take off my own as well, throwing them into our growing pile of clothes. 

   Almost immediately, my lips connect to his once again. This time, the kiss if filled with lust and need, my fingers running through his messy hair. I start to grind down on him. causing him to groan in pleasure. I keep grinding, eventually making my hands to his boxers and slip a few fingers into the waistband. He lifts his hips just the slightest bit, taking the hint, I slide them off, his erection popping out and resting against his lower abdomen. Looking at it greedily, I remove my boxers as well, tossing them on the floor. Our bodies slam together as I instantly straddle him. Both of our hard erections are rubbed together, the friction causing moans to escape our lips. I pull away, the sudden loss of contact making him whimper. 

   Looking at the ground, I search my jeans finding a condom and a small bottle of lube. Looking up at him, his face looks nervous but he doesn't ask me to stop so I continue, lathering a generous amount on my fingers. "Ass in the air." I say, him immediately obliging and getting into position, as I slide a finger inside. He gasps and before I let him adjust I'm already adding another. "Oh, God, Bakugou!" He screams, grabbing hold of the bed sheets. I pump my fingers in and out, slowly at first and speeding up my pace and becoming more vigorous. He groans louder the faster I go, gripping the sheets until his knuckles turn white. Sliding my fingers out, he turns back to look at me, curious as to why I stopped. I smirk before ripping the condom package open with my teeth, sliding it on my member. Grabbing the lube, I apply more. "Are you ready?" I asked, his ass still in the air, placing a hand on his back. 

   "Positive." 

   Hearing him say that, I touch the tip to his hole. "It will hurt a little bit, okay. Just tell me if you want me to stop." I warned calmly, rubbing his back. He nods so I push in, the tip entering. He gasps and his eyes begin to water at the sudden pain he feels in his lower back. I pause for a brief moment before pushing a little more into him, causing him to grab ahold of his sheets tighter. "Are you okay?" I asked. All the other guys I had been with were experienced but this was all new to him and he had zero clue what I or he was even doing. I needed to take extra precaution with him. He hesitated a bit before nodding his head and I push in a little more. 

   "Tell me when you want me to move okay?" I whisper in his ear placing a soft kiss on his cheek. He waited a moment and adjusted to my size for a minute. "Move." he almost demanded, desperate for the pleasure slowly creeping in on him. I oblige, slowly sliding out and back in.     He winces and his eyes water up again, some falling down his cheeks this time as I wipe it away with my thumb. "We can stop if it stop much." I said, not really caring about the stupid dare anymore but he shakes his head no. I guess this will work out after all. "No. I'm ready for this. Please just do it." he said, and I thrush into him again.

   I start going in again, repeating the action gradually getting deeper with each thrust. Slowly but surely, he stops wincing and soon begins to feel the pleasure. He lets out small moans, as I grab on to his erection and rub my thumb across the slit, sticky precum coating my finger. His groans grow louder with every thrust until he is just a mess laying on the bed. "Holy fuck, Kiri. So fucking tight." I growl, grabbing ahold of his red locks and tugging slightly. He moans in response as I grab his throbbing dick, stroking in sync with my thrusts. 

   Without any warning, I flip him over, so I'm now laying against the soft mattress and he is on top of me, still inside him. Looking at me, his face shows confusion as to why we switched positions. "I want you to touch yourself for me." I growl, grabbing ahold of his ass. Nodding, he grabs ahold of his erection and starts stroking it. I moan, watching him intently as I give him more instructions. "Now, move your hips up and down." I instruct, him doing so almost instantly. He gasps, the pleasure too much for his body to handle as he moves faster until we are both panting messes. "Faster!" I scream, as he pumps himself, still moving up and down at a vigorous pace. "I'm close!" He screams, not faltering once as he continues. "Me too." I groan, screwing my eyes shut and finishing inside the condom. He finishes right after leaving white streaks along my abdomen. I pull him off me, as he falls to the side, passing out immediately. Pulling off the condom, I throw it in the trash bin by his desk, pulling on my boxers and walking to stop the recording on my phone. Turning it off, I place my phone on his desk turn it to silent and collapse in bed beside the boy. I should leave to go to my house. That's what I usually did. But something made me want to stay. Pulling the covers over my body and his, I turn off the lamp by the bedside table and pass out.

   If he finds out I recorded this, I would be dead.