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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
Their teammates, breathing a collective sigh of relief, eagerly exit the gym, leaving Kou and Souji behind to pick up and polish the basketballs. Jaw clenched, Kou wipes his brow and is about to begin the tedious and time consuming task when Souji mock punches his shoulder. He nudges Kou towards the locker room with an understanding smile, indicating with an expressive hand that he’ll finish cleaning up.
Kou’s too exhausted to protest. “Thanks, man,” he murmurs gratefully, reconciling his faint guilt with the knowledge that Daisuke will probably drop by soon and help Souji out. “Catch you tomorrow.”
Inside the locker room, Kou pauses. It’s not often that Kou shares the showers with his team; usually by the time he finishes tidying the court, they’ve all headed home. Now he’s assaulted with a deafening level of noise as the rambunctious boys bark with laughter and fool around, more alive and energized than they’ve ever been in practice. Rolling his eyes, he brushes by some of the guys and drops his bag on the ground to undress.
“Well hey! If it isn’t Ichijo!” loudly remarks an upperclassman in surprise, grinning toothily. Suddenly, the locker room quiets as the other boys turn to curiously regard Kou. “Skipping out on Seta?” Kou scowls, but before he can retort, the upperclassman lightly slaps his ass, laughing. “Easy, dude. Didn’t mean anything by it. After all, it’s not like it’s your job to polish the balls, right?”
Kou shrugs, preoccupied with pulling his shirt off over his head. “No,” he agrees, words muffled by the fabric, “but I’m good at it.”
The atmosphere changes instantly at the admission and a few boys uncomfortably shift their weight, coughing. Kou obliviously bends over to untie his shoelaces.
“Yeah,” mutters the upperclassman, voice thick as his eyes follow the curve of the ass he’d playfully slapped earlier, “I’m sure you are.” He exchanges glances with his teammates.
Wrapping a short towel around his waist before stripping his shorts off, Kou reaches into a shower stall and turns on the faucet. It’s only when he moves to modestly close the shower curtain does he finally notice the charged, electrified mood of his tense teammates, who’re all staring at him.
Confused, Kou blinks. “Uh, wha - ?” He’s cut off as he’s shoved roughly into the back of the shower stall, followed in by two, and then two more of his teammates. Rubbing the back of his head, he elbows the upperclassman hard. “What the hell!?”
“Tetsuo!” growls the upperclassman, pinning Kou’s hands above his head. “Lock the door!” One of the underclassmen disappears from the crowd that’s gathered outside the shower. Then, as Kou’s struggling intensifies, he tightens his hold on the boy’s thin wrists and says, “Relax Ichijo. You’re gonna love this.”
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“D-damn Ichijo,” hisses a voice in his ear, hot breath fanning across his cheek. A tongue sloppily licks his lips, demanding entrance. “Y-you’re so damn pretty for a guy. Been wanting this for too fucking long.”
The confession sends a startling jolt of excitement down Kou’s spine, and to his horror, he’s half-hard. Squirming under the assault of three pairs of hands running down his chest and hips, Kou belatedly realizes that he’s not nearly as opposed to this as his actions would imply. He hasn’t felt this wanted since before the birth of his sister, and with a sick pang of desire, he finds himself succumbing to his teammates.
“Good boy,” chuckles the upperclassman, and then a tongue is worming itself in his mouth, invasive and hungry, swallowing his aroused cries. Bodies writhe against him, the boys panting in his face and ears, and the alien sensation of hard cocks sliding over his skin makes his stomach muscles clench and twist.
“Christ, don’t fucking hog him!” snaps a voice outside the shower stall, quickly supported by the agreement of several others. Kou shudders.
A different tongue is now in his mouth, thick with saliva and slipping over his own wetly. Hands hoist his legs around a waist, to the verbal annoyance on the other boys, and a cock grinds against his. Completely hard, Kou whines lowly in his throat, gasping when a mouth fastens on his right nipple.
“Alright, enough! Bring him out here!”
The boys comply, dragging Kou out of the shower stall. He’s maddeningly hot and flushed now, body dripping with water and sweat that isn’t his own. As more hands grab at him, Kou moans, feelings the tension and anxiety of his life evaporating under his teammates greedy ministrations. He’s forced on hands and knees on top of a metal bench, but for several minutes nothing much happens as the guys bitch about who gets first dibs.
“Shove off,” snarls one of the upperclassmen, slipping his shorts down his hips and shoving his thick, heavy cock in Kou’s wary face. “Suck it.”
Kou wrinkles his nose, unnerved, and abruptly decides that, while it’s nice to have the guys pawing him, there’s no way he’s sucking a dick. He turns away, but several impatient hands seize his hair and force him forward. The crown of the cock bumps against his lips and then slips in.
“Y-yeah, that’s n-nice.” Encouraged by his teammates, who helpfully hold Kou’s head in place, the upperclassman pumps his cock in and out. Whimpering, Kou obediently submits. His hands move from the bench to the upperclassman’s thighs, grasping them and, to the other boys’ amazement, actually tugging them closer.
“God, he really does fucking like it. H-here, let me…” The cock slips out of Kou’s mouth with a wet pop and is replaced by three fingers. Desperate erection bobbing against his stomach, Kou licks them. After they’re coated in saliva, they disappear from his mouth to his ass. Kou groans.
“C’mon, let’s keep that pretty mouth of yours busy.” Someone sits down in front of him, shaking the bench.
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Hands guide his head, and then Kou’s eyes are watering as two cocks are slowly working their way into his mouth, his jaw aching and his gag reflex choking him. Behind him, a finger carefully pushes past the ring of muscle in his ass, and it fucking hurts, so as Kou gasps, the cocks bury themselves further in his mouth.
Soon, amidst the hazy line of pleasure and pain, Kou finds that he’s surrounding by eager dicks. One, fast and unrelenting, drills his ass, slamming him again and again into the two that fuck his mouth. Two others are in his hands as the other boys cajole him into fisting their erections and taking care of them. “Otherwise, you’ll find yourself here for a while,” his teammate had pointed out wisely.
The heat, the sweat, the moans - it’s too much. Kou’s dick hasn’t even been touched yet and he feels like he’s about to cum. Squeezing his eyes shut, he struggles to stave off his orgasm, reveling in the sensations of cocks pumping in and against him.
Eventually both boys fucking his mouth cum, the hot liquid spilling down Kou’s contracting throat, and with a yell, the boy behind him reaches his climax. The boys move away from him, satisfied. Boneless, Kou collapses to the bench, helplessly humping it, limbs too exhausted to use.
“You’re not done yet,” murmurs a boy. With the help of his teammates, Kou is rearranged until he’s sitting just above an underclassman’s lap, the head of a swollen cock pushing against his entrance. An exhalation of breath gusts against his neck as he’s lowered onto the erection, and Kou hisses, arching his back. The other boys watch, jacking themselves off.
Kou’s body bounces up and down with the boy’s thrusts, his own cock straining for release. With a hushed murmur, two boys take pity on him and crouch on either side of the bench. Quietly, they lick his cock.
The locker room is silent but for the telling sound of flesh slapping flesh as Kou’s ass is pounded. Some showers, forgotten, are still going, and a few of the boys are softly groaning, biting their lips. Kou, panting harshly, feels nails rake down his sides before the boy orgasms, cock slipping out of his ass. Under the eyes of his teammates, Kou releases himself and finally cums, which both boys eagerly lap up.
Exhausted, Kou sags against a chest, gasping for breath, and doesn’t hear one of the boys unlocking the door. What he does here is the silence when Souji and Daisuke walk into the locker rooms only to find the naked basketball team crowding their thoroughly fucked friend.
“Good work boys,” the first upperclassman says, echoing Coach, and he grins to his teammates as he eyes the startled Souji and Daisuke. “What do you guys say to a round two and three?”
As his friends are seized by anxious hands, Kou passes out.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed~! This is, by far, the filthiest thing I've ever written <3
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Thanks~!
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You win MANY an internet for this, ogod. Thank you.
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I'm completely incapable of a coherent reply. GUH, Anon. Consensual/semi-consensual gangbanging pushes all my kink buttons. :D
*nosebleeds and dies*
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It was my first time writing something like this, so I'm glad it came out alright~! Thank you! <3
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I seriously go nuts every time I see Kou in the game, and now it's gonna be even worse because I have THIS to think about.
Why is Kou so hot???
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