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Back before the days of the internet, when I was in my mid 20s, this was my first experience at “cottaging” in a public toilet, when I happened across Steve, a gorgeous 18 year-old, just ravenous for sex. But this turned into more than just a 'quick one'.....
Steve the Pipe-Fitter
I had a day off from work and had gone out to Coventry to photograph the Cathedral, only to be met with a ‘no photography’ sign at the door, so I’d spent the rest of the morning taking candid photos of nice young men out in the sun instead. A bit frustrated, I got back to town about 2 o’clock.
Just under the pedestrian ramp leading out of the railway station were the public toilets. I had heard about ‘cottaging’ and knew that this lavatory, being busy and anonymous, was such a place, so whether or not my subconscious was drawing me there today I don’t know but when I actually went down there, it was to pay a genuine call, so I duly paid and went into a cubicle.
The partitions between the cubicles didn’t quite reach the ground, so there was a gap underneath of about 6 inches. After a while, my curiosity got the better of me. Although I had never done it before, I knelt down on the floor and looked underneath. To my naïve surprise, a few cubicles away, a face was looking back in my direction. My reaction was instantaneous; I sat up quickly. However, my reaction had been so swift that I hadn’t had time to see who it was or what he looked like. For some reason though, I couldn’t pluck up enough courage to look again. I just sat there.
A short while later, I saw a young pair of shoes, at the end of jean-clad legs, enter the cubicle next door. I say ‘young’ because the shoes were new and smart, with a brass toe-strip, fashionable at the time. Clearly it was someone fairly young; probably no older than me, at any rate. He seemed to sit down but then do nothing else. I was curious and couldn’t resist the temptation, so I wrote on a piece of toilet paper, “How old?” and slipped it under the partition. The note was quickly taken up and was shortly followed by the sound of a match being struck. At first, I thought he was burning the note in disgust but then I realized that he was using the match to write with.
The note came back; “18” it read. I drew a rather deep breath. Now what?
I returned the note; “I’m 26 – can I wank you off?” I remember thinking at the time that punctuation was probably superfluous under the circumstances and that a fairly basic vocabulary was more apt.
Another match was struck on the other side and the note came back, “Lend me your pen”. I realised that he must have seen my stainless-steel biro when I had slipped the message under the partition and I wasn’t yet ready to risk losing one of my 21st Birthday presents. As I had nothing else to write with, I returned the note saying, “No – you’ll nick it” and indicated that he should continue using a match.
There was now a bit of a delay and I figured I must have blown my chances. At best, he didn’t have any more matches. “And all for the sake of losing a stainless-steel biro!” I thought to myself as I sat there.
However, to my surprise, eventually another note came back giving his approval to my original request, provided that I agreed to “suck him off”. Needless to say, I immediately indicated agreement and told him, “Unlock when ready”. I flushed the toilet and opened the door.
As I emerged from the cubicle, I then thought, “What do I do if he doesn’t unlock the door and just leaves me standing there like an idiot trying to get in?” It was pretty busy outside, with people coming and going, people washing their hands or waiting for a cubicle and some even hanging around at the urinals. They may or may not have known what was going on but I knew I had to risk it and be quick about it. As I turned, I saw his lock click to ‘vacant’ and I pretended to put in a coin and entered the cubicle.
On reflection, my hasty action deserved to lead me into serious trouble but my limited experience knew no better. I don’t know who I really expected to find inside but for a start he hadn’t lied about his age. He was a fraction taller than me, lightly built with short dark hair and wearing blue denim jeans and a black leather bomber-jacket over a plain white ‘T’ shirt. But what struck me so overwhelmingly was his incredibly beautiful face. He had blue-grey eyes and soft boyish features, so clean-shaven that he looked almost as if he had never shaved and never needed to. I could hardly believe my eyes how gorgeous he was.
He also must have been reasonably pleased with me because, instead of just offering me his cock to suck, we both feverishly began undressing each other. We didn’t get far though, before we were both embracing, hugging each other tightly. This first embrace said so much without words and it seemed to last for ages; he pressed his whole body to me, burying his face against my neck, hugging me and kissing my neck. He smelt nice too; he was clearly wearing after-shave or cologne of some kind. Whatever it was, it was doing its job perfectly and I was almost overwhelmed. At best, on entering the cubicle, I had expected - I had hoped – for an ‘ordinary’ young man (like me) who wanted quick, impersonal sex but nothing had prepared me for this situation. He wanted – he deserved – far more than just a quick wank, that much was certain. Looking into those glistening blue-grey eyes, set beneath luxuriant dark eyebrows, I just cradled his face in my hands and gently kissed him on the lips.
At this point, I must have realised the danger we were both in; two men in a public toilet, half undressed and one of us under 21. I felt I had to get him out of there to somewhere safer – and a little more romantic. I whispered into his ear,
“You’re so gorgeous; what on earth are you doing here?”
He merely hugged me all the more tightly and then he kissed me for the first time; not a peck or anything half-hearted but a full-blown, sloppy kiss. Oh heavens! His lips tasted simply delicious! Memories came flooding back of an 18 year-old boy-friend I had a few years back, as I began to melt against him. Again, I whispered to him,
“I can’t bear the thought of you being caught here. Can I take you back to my place? It’s not too far and it’ll be safer there.”
Much to my surprise, he readily agreed, just as we noticed someone spying on us from under the partition with the next cubicle. It was that face again – the one I had seen looking back at me under the partitions - only this time, he was right next door and had already noticed two pairs of feet where there should be only one.
My newly discovered treasure left the cubicle first, flushing the toilet for effect, and I followed after a moment or two. When I emerged at the top of the steps, I thought that I had lost him and that he had run off, but then I caught a glimpse of him disappearing into a telephone kiosk. I still wasn’t sure whether he was trying to avoid me but I briskly walked up to the kiosk and when he saw me, he came out. As we walked away together, he seemed more on edge than I had expected and he was nervously looking around at the people about us.
As we walked on, I managed to ascertain that his name was Steve and that he was, of all things, a pipe-fitter. To this day, I don't know if he was having me on and it was some kind of jok on his part but without warning, he suddenly hustled me in front of a queue and onto a bus. Rather taken by surprise, I fumbled for the fare he had paid and followed him upstairs to where he was sitting, looking intently out of the window. He then told me that we had been followed from the toilet and he pointed to a middle-aged, rather scruffy looking man in the crowd who I remember seeing earlier, loitering in the public toilet. It was ‘The Face’ from under the partitions again!
We stayed on the bus as it went around the City Centre; meanwhile, he sat there, pressing his leg firmly against mine. Even through my jeans, I could feel the warmth of his leg and this tenuous connection of our bodies passed an electric sexuality between us that was getting me highly aroused! The blood was pumping through my cock, tightly crushed inside my briefs, and there was an uncomfortable dampness developing in my groin as pre-cum oozed into my underwear as we sat there, our jean-clad thighs pressed warmly together.
By the time we reached the Town Hall, he seemed to be less nervous. We had lost our follower, so we changed buses and headed to my place. On the way, I tried to make ‘small talk’ and he responded chattily. He had a gorgeous Liverpool accent but said he lived locally. I learned that he had left his parents in Liverpool to find work and that he shared a flat not far from where I now lived, so he didn’t feel that he was heading into totally strange parts. The short walk from the bus seemed to take ages; my heart was beating fast and it was thumping into my throat. I was nervous that we might meet someone I knew; what would I say? But as it happened, we didn’t pass anyone.
He seemed impressed when I showed him into my flat and immediately asked how much it cost. Typical of a Liverpool ‘Lad’, I thought; winningly engaging but always straight to the point. I took his leather bomber-jacket, gave him a Coke and sat down on the couch, patting the seat next to me, indicating for him to sit beside me, which he did. As I put my arm around him, he responded straight away by doing the same and by snuggling up to me affectionately. I stroked his face and again told him how beautiful he was.
“Thank you,” he said with a coy grin. He seemed genuinely flattered.
As I moved to kiss him, he turned toward me and our lips met for the second time in a kiss of such tenderness, quite unlike anything you could imagine from an 18 year-old. His lips were full and his mouth tasted slightly of mint, as our passions roused and our tongues entwined. I began to realise that he may have been 18 but he was no novice. He certainly knew how to kiss, that’s for sure!
Eagerly, he following me into the bedroom, where I drew the curtains and closed the door. In the semi-darkness, we embraced again but this time, unlike in the toilet cubicle, we were safe and secure from prying eyes. Our whole bodies now pressing together, we kissed and hugged. He began to unbutton my shirt as I removed his t-shirt, revealing soft tanned arms and a strong chest delicately peppered with tiny hairs. Again we hugged, but this time our skins touched for the first time and passed bodily warmth between us. Feverishly, I unzipped his flies and unbuckled his belt but by now, we were both so desperate to get into bed that we both just dropped our jeans and almost leapt into bed, still wearing our underpants.
Under the covers, we fell against each other, skin against skin, and I felt the warm hardness of his organ against mine through our underwear. Soon, however, the underwear was gone and we were fully naked, entwined, hugging and kissing in a heat of frantic passion. I could feel his organ, large and full, between our stomachs as I lay on top of him and he began thrusting upwards to me.
Looking back from today’s world of the internet and ‘porn on tap’, it’s difficult to explain but all this excitement simply proved too much for me and his eagerness tipped me over the edge; all my pent-up sexual frustrations rose within me and I came uncontrollably against his stomach and erect cock, hugging and pressing myself to him. As I clung to him, my orgasm enveloped my whole body, as my semen gushed uncontrollably in pulses between us.
I was mortified. While I did not count myself as promiscuous, I had ‘been around the block a few times’, so this sort of thing was not supposed to happen to me and I was embarrassed. I thought I had blown my chances and it was all over. Light-heartedly, I apologized and quickly mopped up the mess, as I didn’t want to disappoint him. But there was no fear of that; he rolled me onto my back and knelt astride me, holding his throbbing penis in my face, foreskin already drawn back in anticipation. Evidently, he hadn’t forgotten our bargain back in the public toilet!
I too had no intention of breaking our ‘contract’, so I eagerly took his throbbing tool in my mouth and began sucking and playing with it. He loved it. We rolled about in a number of positions, with me sucking him and tickling and licking his testicles; and him thoroughly reveling in it. But I had to keep resting my jaw; it was beginning to ache and juices were everywhere; he was a big lad for one so slightly built.
“I’m a good stayer,” he joked, and he certainly was. I wasn’t about to give up either; he was 18, beautiful - and all mine.
But eventually, I felt the tell-tale signs; now on his back again with me crouched between his baby-soft thighs, his organ in my mouth and gripped in my hand, his breathing suddenly changed and he began gasping and shuddering. Don’t you simply love that moment when a young man loses all self-control just before he cums? With a deep, hard gasp, he exploded into my mouth 3 or 4 times, great gushes of salty cum coursing through his organ and filling my mouth.
Some guys (girls too, I suppose) don’t like the taste of a guy’s cum, so they either spit it out or let it dribble back out of their mouth. For me though, the whole experience is a very personal one and while I don’t much like the taste, I feel that swallowing it increases that connection; it creates an even deeper bond between the ‘giver’ and the ‘receiver’. Besides which, having a man’s cum permanently inside me is very satisfying; at least it is for me, at any rate! Consequently, as his throbbing cock subsided, I swallowed all of his slimy, slithery juices. His body then relaxing and exhausted, he breathed heavily.
“Jeez, I needed that!” he said, as we collapsed into each other’s arms, once again hugging and kissing.
At this point, I thought he would want to leave, his passion satisfied; but he hadn’t had enough, it seemed. We continued laying together, caressing and stroking, hugging and kissing, rolling about in loving passion the likes of which I had not felt in a long while. Occasionally, we would rest and just lay still in each other’s arms, softly talking, only to return to the hugging and kissing with renewed vitality. I complimented him on how passionate a lover he was. He liked that.
I said, “You’re not shy either, are you”, and he looked at me, slightly surprised, and replied, “No”, as if it had never occurred to him.
As we still lay entwined, without any warning he then said,
“Well, can I stick it up you then?”
Although the abruptness of his request came as something of a surprise, it was by no means out of character. He was direct and to the point. But I saw this as an opportunity, so in an attempt to persuade him to meet me again, I said I thought maybe we should keep that for another time. He didn’t seem to mind, except that now we began exploring each other’s bottoms.
As I played my finger around his anus, I realised that this was one of his weak spots, as it was mine in fact. He began groaning and he clasped my hand, pressing my finger into him. With the aid of a little lube, I began to finger-fuck him, massaging his prostate while he writhed about, groaning in ecstasy. For a few moments, I had his entire body sensations under my control (again) and I sensed he was going to let go again. I felt tremendous. But he had other ideas still in his mind because he gently pushed me away, grabbing the lube and following my example. Now he was the one who had me under his control and my mind soon changed regarding his request to screw me! He rolled me over and took charge.
I asked him to take it gently – he was only young and I wasn’t sure how desperate he might be. But I need have had no fears. As I lay on my front over a pillow, face to one side and one knee raised, he lubricated his now throbbing organ and my aching anus. He entered me just a little at a time, pausing when I asked, allowing me to relax. He wasn’t particularly well-endowed, as if that mattered, but he was fairly narrow too, so I was able to accommodate him with very little discomfort. However, his cock was quite long and it was terrific to feel his slender organ sliding smoothly in and out, upwards and inwards, rhythmically inside me, as he lay against my back with his arms firmly clasped around me. It was sheer bliss.
Eventually, he began thrusting in earnest, almost withdrawing in between his full, hard thrusts into me. In fact, he slipped out twice and got a bit flustered at nearly losing it – he was obviously getting near to his climax. I calmed him as he entered again easily, softly encouraging him to continue, and he began thrusting again, now desperately. As I felt his rhythm change, he thrust once or twice really hard into me as far as he could go and, reaching his climax, he grasped both my hands on the pillow and buried his face against my neck. I could feel him holding his breath, as he held absolutely still for a second or two; and then I felt his organ pulsing high inside me – 2, 3, 4, 5 times he came into me, my insides warmed by the love fluid flowing into me. Then he let out a gasp and I felt him relax his frantic grip of me, as he just lay there on top of me, his tool still slowly throbbing the last of his orgasm inside me.
Exhausted, his tool slipped out of me as he still lay against my back, sighing and breathing heavily. I sighed too – frankly, I had never had it so good! As we rolled over into each other’s arms once again, I told him so and he was justly flattered. We must have rolled about kissing and embracing for quite some time until he finally asked if I had cum when he screwed me. I told him I hadn’t, although I had been pretty close, and to my utter amazement, he said,
“Right, well it’s your turn then – I’ll do you a blow job” and with the words, “Let me at it!” he climbed over in-between my legs and began passionately sucking my still hard penis and tickling my testicles with his fingers.
Frankly, I was speechless; this 18 year-old fantasy had just had two quite tremendous orgasms in the space and he was still as excited and, what’s more, he was interested in me. I wasn’t expecting any more than I had already experienced but I was ready for anything he was prepared to offer and I was enjoying every precious moment.
He didn’t move up and down on me much; instead, he teased me with his mouth and tongue, second by second, so slowly that as I felt myself drawing towards a climax, it was so gently and slowly done that the tension was almost agonizing in its pleasure. I began shaking what seemed like ages before I came but then I could feel the fluid rising in me, flowing on its inexorable path to the outside world. I clutched at his head, gasping for breath, and came like a small fountain into his mouth, pumping away while he eagerly swallowed every drop I gave him until I was truly spent.
I was still gasping for breath when he collapsed against me again, where he lay for another ten minutes or so until it was time for him to return to his own flat. We had been in bed together for nearly three hours and finally he was leaving. We dressed and tidied up and I asked if I could see him again. To this day, his reply still baffles me.
“What do you think?” he said.
I’ve often wondered at the double meaning in his response but at the time, I took it at face value, gave him my phone number and attempted to express sincere feeling to him as I showed him out to the road and directed him to his bus home.
A beautiful cheery face smiled back at me as I waved to him disappearing down the road. As I returned to my flat and closed the door, I was alone again and felt suddenly empty and yet at the same time rejuvenated. For me, nothing short of a fantasy had come true and it felt all the better for knowing that he had had a bloody good time too! Our afternoon had been filled with such intense passion that I thought, “Surely this was more than just another ‘one night stand’ encounter?” But he never contacted me and I never saw him again. All I have is the memory; the image etched in my mind of that beautiful young man’s face, the warmth of his soft skin against mine and that incredible Thursday afternoon.
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Here’s an index of my other sordid tales, many of them taken from true-life sexual adventures of my own: Erotic Gay Stories Index
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Nicholas Alexander Chavez Monsters: The Lyle and Erik Menendez Story (4k)
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Gus Kenworthy 💜💜💜
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"zerxus x asmodeus is the most compelling exu:c ship" I'm sorry, Laerryn and Loquatius Coramar-Seelie did not spend 4 whole episodes dragging the entire audience through emotional torment and repairing their broken marriage in the most meaningful and poetic way possible within literally 24 hours and then die in each other's arms to save Exandria for you to favour yet another homoerotic dynamic with maybe 15 minutes of screen time.
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Hi, can you make me please a twunk with a aura? That even straight guys want to fuck me...
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Remind me again what a twunk is? A muscular twink? Okay, I can work with that. Let's get started.
First of all, shorter. You have to be shorter. With a big mess of dark hair, an angular jaw and a young face. You need a stud in those ears too. Just the way Daddy likes it.
We'll plump your muscles up. Not too big though! How about some popping veins? Look at your arms bro, you like that?
Okay, lift up your shirt and do something sexy with it. Yeah! Just like that. Perfect.
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And now why don't you try a pose or something. Yeah you can put it in your mouth, why not. Great, and flex!
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Nicholas Alexander Chavez and Cooper Koch Monsters: The Lyle and Erik Menendez Story (4k)
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still dont see how so many people say that dawntrail is poorly written in comparison to other expansions like. what, did you realize you had to learn about a new culture and immediately not care anymore lmao? you've done it before, was this one not white enough for you?
genuinely i think more people should do side quests during msq so idk you can form a heart about the characters you're interacting with if you struggle with that and understand the land better so when impactful shit happens your illiterate ass can actually read and have empathy. theres no excuse for this.
if you can't handle storybuilding and character introductions from the expansion that feels like stormblood and shadowbringers had passionate gay sex that got one of them pregnant and birthed a beautiful daughter they both love and care about then idk what to tell you, maybe youre just lame and can't read. best of luck with that.
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make a story with a lot of bloating and belches please
Here we go! Ended up putting in more effort than planned, haha. Aches and Gains: What the hell… where am I? Who are all these huge men walking around? Oh that’s right, the gym. I was working out wasn’t I? Yeah, my muscles feel really sore, must have been a killer workout. Pushing myself to my absolute limit, what a legend I am.
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Who is this? Someone waving. Oh they are worried. Don’t worry, haha, I’m fine. UURRP! I just take this place seriously, that's all. Needed a quick rest. Vision’s still a little blurry but I’m getting there.
Now where was I? Just finished a set or did I finish my whole workout? Yeah I’m so sore I must be done. Especially my abs, they are really tight. I guess it was a core day. BUURRP! Oh that feels much better. I can get up now.
Whoo! I’m starting to feel alive again. Let's check out my pump in the mirror. Bet I’m looking real huge today. This shirt is kinda hard to get off, it’s so tight. Must be a crazy pump. Ah, there we go!
What the?! I’m freakin’ huge but… why have I lost so much definition?! My belly is so damn bloated! That’s okay, just my protein shake kicking in. No problem. Damn, look at the pecs on me though! Jealous of these bad boys, losers? Hahaha! King of the gym today. UUURRRP! I was already big and now I’m even bigger! URP!
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I keep belching. Kinda weird but it relieves the pressure in my belly. I just need to get it all out, and find my abs again, haha. BUUUUURRRRRP! What are they all looking at? Goddamn greatness, that’s what. Oh don’t give me that pissy look staff, this place might as well be mine anyway.
I still haven’t relieved all the pressure in my gut. Aaaahhh! It hurts so much. UUURRRP! It’s like I’m inflating. I can’t get it out quick enough. BUUUURRRRP! Yeah, I know everyone, I don’t want to burp this much, okay. Geez. Everyone is on my case today. Oh great, now a staff member is coming up to me. This is unbelievable, I haven’t done anything wrong. Oh… my protein shake. Yeah guess I left it back there. Thanks. URRPP!
That cleared some room for a bit more protein shake. Bottoms up. Tastes so good. I’m so hungry too. Can’t stop myself from chugging it all. UUUUUUURRRRRRRP! That hit the spot. Hope y’all can smell that, it reeks of stale protein, hahaha. Deserve it for being so judgy.
God! I can feel myself getting bigger. Yes! I’m growing so much, so huge. My gut though… I look like I’ve eaten a five-course meal… twice. Aaaaaahhhhh! So much pressure… need to get it out… now!
BUUUUUUURRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPP!
Looks like I caught someone with that point blank. Looks like they might pass out too. Hey, want another one? UUUURRRRP! Hahahaha! Take this! BUUUUURRRRRP!
WOW! Just caught myself in the reflection and damn! I’m so big, I’m jealous of myself. Look at these huge guns. Boom! This chest keeps getting bigger too. And my back, chef’s kiss. So goddamn wide and perfect! Legs looking thick too! I’m such a beast, let's go! Who cares if I’ve got a big, bloated belly. Bigger is better right. I’d take it any day with these gains. BUUUURRRRAAAAP!
I’m starting to get used to these burps. Feels so nice when I let them out. Like a lion’s roar. So manly. UUUUUUURRRRRRRAAAAAAAP! Is this too disgusting for all of you? Well bad luck. BUUURRRP! I’ve got a lot more coming! BAAAAUUUURRRRP! Let me show you all what a beast like me sounds like…
BWWWWWWOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAUUUUUUPPP!
Hahahahaha! This entire gym reeks now! Oh look here, we have a big, strong man coming up to start a fight. I’m the king of this gym, okay bro. Wait, not looking for a fight. Complimenting me? Hell yeah! This big guy gets it. New gym buddy right over here. What’s this? A protein shake. Thanks bro, I actually feel like I need another one.
This is UURRP unbelievable, how BUURRP can a protein OOUURRP taste so damn UURRP good? What has BOOOUUUURRRP he put in this UUURRRP thing? No seriously what is in it? Nevermind. Just a bro helping another bro out by giving him some fuel.
Time to leave. Not sure if this gym can handle me for much longer. This employee at the reception looks pissed, haha. Well I’m gonna tell him what’s on my mind.
BUUUURRRRP-OOOOUUUURRRRAAAAAP-BWWWWWOOOOOUUUUURRRRRP!
Don’t think I’ll need to pay to get in anymore.
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Might be a hot take as a bkdk and tgck truther here, but I find izuocha endlessly fascinating, beautiful, but also tearfully tragic.
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I see their love for each other as something representative of their innocence and naivety when they only knew so little about who they were, and what was to come.
I think the main barrier of their relationship is that its rooted in how they see each other very idealistically, specifically that they're attached to the image of their Best Heroic Selves, and not the deeply selfish, destructive, freaky, and egotistical parts of them. To each other, they need to keep fulfilling that image or else that same person they looked up to would almost die in front of them, and that would be too cruel. Although that hero is still there, that same person they looked up to is not the same now because of...well...everything.
Izuku had barely even talked to girls when he first met her. She was Izuku's first ever real friend (Sorry Kats, everyone and him knows he was terrible), so he saved her in that entrance exam even if it was so dangerous. She gave a new meaning to his derogatory nickname just by being a friend that believed in him. After that, she saved him several more times (Blackwhip and Megaphone are the biggest samples iirc). It makes perfect sense that she is Deku's hero.
Ochako hardly knew what it meant to be a hero when she first got into UA. Just by reaching out to some kid tripping, she made a new friend who would then save her in that exam, then save him again in return. This boy then became someone who was always working so hard to save everyone in trouble, and she realized she wanted to be just like him too. "I want to save people"
But...Deku changes. The weight of One for All is on his shoulders and he needs someone to carry this burden with him. He continues to want to save other people at the expense of himself, still not letting his true selfishness and ego ever show- and it only grows more and more unbearable.
Then...Ochako fell in love with Himiko. Truly, relentlessly, selfishly and devotedly in love with a girl who then dies giving her blood to her- the greatest expression of love Himiko could ever give.
Not that they can't love each other because of this happening (and...so many other things oh god), I'm honestly not sure how to explain it- But them ending up together after losing that innocence and naivety? After Ochako will forever grieve the girl who showed her love in its most beautiful and ugly form? After Izuku changed so fundamentally as a person that the butterflies of a nice girl talking to you doesn't exist anymore? After that simple image of being a hero and being in love has completely changed for them both?
Even so, I believe they still love each other. There is no label I know of that can properly describe them though. They are each other's image of being a hero when it comes to saving people. Aside from Shoto, no one else can grasp the grief of the person you tried to save dying in your hands. They would no doubt try to cope with these losses together, and just try to get better together...but so much has changed. They've changed. The world changed. What are they now? Who are they now?
"What happened...to us?"
#I just think the tragedy of falling out of love for the person who represents who they Used to be is so...so painful#Kacchan isn't even here yet and it's already so complicated.#also. Izch healing together after all this would also be really nice#if u like them ending up together thats also perfectly fine too. im just a bkdk and tgck truther myself. thats kinda my whole thing#but izch forming a deep bond from their experiences and saving eachother#and maybe later on trying to date too...oh boy#and them being able to just...be more casual again. talk abt their lives and dreams together too just so they know they have each other#oh itd be so healing and beautiful#im so glad izuku talked to ochako on that cliff man oh man...#izuocha the underrated tragic love that they could've been if ppl werent so close minded abt them#only the real izch fans understand just how much these two actually mean to each other. god bless yall I swear even if I dont ship ship it#thank u to that person who wrote abt them being characters than run in parallel#that narrative structure for them is permanently in my brain. I love these two so much its no joke#my Extra hot take is that izch wouldve been treated better by the fandom if it was gay.#but we'd still agree on bkdk as the endgame after all that happened. maybe. idk this is a hypothetical.#if you switch ock and kats genders...this wouldve been a very different story and fandom. insane food for thought with this one.#ok thats my yap for the night oh god i have so many feelings about them...#evelynpr bnha#bnha#mha#my hero academia#izuocha#actually confidently putting this tag now. sorry for the angst you guys...and maybe being seen as a traitor#im a strong girl I could take on potential haters hahaha...#izuku midoriya#ochako uraraka
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just be overwhelmed by temptations - Luke C.-
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Learning to Swim
Author's note: This is the second full erotica I've ever written. The art is all AI — but the writing is mine. This fantasy came from the first image which struck me and left me asking who the studs were, and what kind of day they'd have together. I hope you enjoy! It’s also available at Nifty — can’t believe I’m contributing after cumtributing as a reader for so long!
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Arash rubbed his full dark beard against the end of his hairy forearm as he scoped out the Mediterranean beach before him. He had recently arrived in Italy after escaping Iran last year. He had recently turned thirty. And here he was: someone who had always wanted to swim at the beach. It was a bonus that he probably would get to sneak a few glances at other men throughout the day.
“Nice trunks, mate,” a voice said behind him. Arash turned and saw a handsome English man around Arash’s age with blonde hair and a hairy chest approaching. His chest hair was dense despite being blonde. And it looked like he was checking Arash out. “I’m Erik,” the Englishman said, winking, his eyes tracing Arash’s hairy, meaty silhouette before seeming to widen when assessing the bulge of fabric hiding Arash’s package between his legs. The Englishman was hard not to stare at. Once you got over the dense forest of hair covering his chest, his hairy forearms and furry muscular legs called out for attention. Not to mention how his stubble perfectly captured the shape of his face as he smiled.
“Arash,” Arash answered. “I just got these trunks, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to swim today.” He said — nervous when facing the sea.
“Need help?” Erik said hopefully.
Before long, they were waist-high in the water, with Erik showing Arash how to do the front crawl. Arash would have probably learned more about the doggy paddle had Erik not kept Arash’s attention on his form instead of his form. And they seemed to hit it off right away, learning they liked the same beers and had both been impressed by Rome’s gay bars.
“Thanks for keeping me distracted today,” Erik said playfully. He didn’t add how he had been newly single for a month following a bad break-up. He was rarely as forward with men as with Arash, but hairy bearded men with heft were his type. His ex was a catty gay twink, and while they have their place, the muscle and fat under Arash’s ample body hair exuded a sense of security. He could imagine resting his head on the curly bear rug covering Arash’s chest or riding those thick thighs while his body took every impact.
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Meanwhile, Erik dove into a wave to show off before a stronger-than-expected wave knocked his untied swim shorts off his hips, revealing a densely hairy and perfectly shaped ass.
Arash had never been so hard so fast. He turned beet-red and told Erik it was fine. Meanwhile, Erik was not especially embarrassed. “Try what I did,” he encouraged, indicating that Arash should stand up and dive into a wave. Arash shook his head, knowing the full mast in his trunks would be evident if he stood up. He tried moving away, but a larger wave knocked him face-first into Erik, his cock impaling the space between his legs — and, as they struggled to get back up, rubbing against Erik’s scrotum.
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Arash started to stammer an apology when Erik had had enough and kissed him.
Arash froze — before hungrily kissing Erik’s lower lips and rubbing his beard against Erik’s face for maximum effect. His hands traced Erik’s back, and he instinctively pushed his shaft up against Erik’s balls and taint. “God,” Erik groaned. Before Arash lifted Erik and walked deeper into the water. When the water got deep enough, he pulled down his shorts to free his cock, which pushed into the fabric, separating his rod from Erik’s ass.
Erik submitted to every decision Arash made, wiggling his butt so that Arash’s cock tested how strong the fabric covering Erik’s hole was. After 3 minutes of grinding as Arash held him, he nibbled on Arash’s ear and said, “My room is back there,” gesturing to the cabin a little further down the beach where they could be out of sight enough to preserve the concept of modesty.
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Arash followed him wordlessly, his heart pounding. Before long, he was back down on Erik’s bed as Erik devoured his nipples. Arash had stained his trunks through with pre-cum by this point. He was glad Erik was seemingly on fire for his body. Arash had hidden his attraction to men from those in his life forever, but the confident English otter in front of him and lack of a familiar context meant he did what he never allowed himself to do and followed a man to his bedroom.
Erik, on the other hand, was properly in heat. He was dumped when his ex accepted a job in America and told him he wasn’t interested in long-distance. He had been crying himself to sleep and unable to masturbate for weeks.
But his month of latent sexual longing bubbled to the surface. His asshole was vibrating, and a deep feeling in his gut guided him to grind his hips and body into Arash’s powerful, comforting mass. Erik’s mouth was soon around Arash’s cock after he admired it for many long seconds. It was 9 inches long, girthy, and curved upwards. This man was a bottom’s dream, Erik thought. My dream. Arash’s mast tasted of sea salt, pre-cum, and man sweat. Erik started swallowing his length, and before long, he was on his back while Arash was forcing him to deepthroat, positioning his meat shaft down Erik’s gullet. Erik was incredibly turned on when Arash used him like a tool for the pleasure of his penis. Erik was gasping but also clearly showing restraint, so after 6 minutes of throat expansion, he rubbed his face into Arash’s hairy chest, inhaling and licking before he grabbed the lube.
“Not yet,” Arash growled, rotating Erik so his ass was in Arash’s face. Arash had always wanted this and now had the joy of rimming for the first time. And as he gripped the hairy meaty cheeks of Erik’s ass, he couldn’t think of a better butt to break his rimming virginity on. This ass was better than Levi Michael’s for crying out loud.
And what Arash lacked in experience, he made up for in watching porn and personal fantasies. His longue delicately circled Erik’s hole, teasing the edge to send jolts of pleasure out of his ass before tongue fucking him. He used his beard to great effect, creating friction with the blonde hairs around Erik’s ass. In minutes Erik was pushing his asshole into Arash’s mouth as his firm butt muscles flexed and rubbed against his beard. “Fuck I need your cock”. He begged, but Arash grinned and made him wait. Finally, Arash paused so he could take a breath.
Erik, needing his hole stuffed, grabbed a condom, looked at Arash, and asked, “Is this okay?”. Arash nodded. Before long, a condom was on, and Erik was slowly lowering himself on Arash’s throbbing Persian pillar.
Erik slowly sat on top of him, asking for pauses so he could get Arash all the way inside of him.
“Fuck — fuck — fuck” Arash said as he felt Erik’s warmth envelope his length. He had always wanted to feel this, but life had never given him the chance. Before long, Erik’s hips were moving the distance, taking in the entire length. This was what his ass was made for.
“You’re so tight,” Arash told him, grinning, his confidence building up. Erik sat up as Arash’s hips began slamming into him. Quickly adding more lube so his ass could take the width being thrust into him and lubing up his cock. Arash felt a surge of confidence. He instructed Erik on his back and, standing up beside his bed fucked him with the front force of a charging bull. “Take it. Take it,” he nearly yelled while Erik moaned in pleasure.
“Get up,” Arab ordered, pulling his cock out of Erik. He gently pushed Erik over to the mirror. “Watch me enter you,” he growled. He turned Erik sideways so he had to watch Arash’s long, girthy cock slide into his perky furry buttocks. Erik moaned, clenching the edge of the dresser by his mirror while Arash began augering his rod into Erik again and again. “You like being a hole for bigger men, don’t you?” Arash leaned forward and growled into his ears. “And right now, your hole only exists to make my cock feel good.”
“Fuck mate — use me”! Erik gasped in response.
Erik looked at the mirror as Arash filled his hole. He let Arash take control, watching Arash’s powerful brown and bearish form having his way with him.
“Now on your stomach,” Arash breathed in his ear, clambering on top of him and kissing his neck while he drove his hard throbbing pleasure stake into Erik’s hole. Erik angled his hips up, screaming out. “Oh fuck that’s the spot. Oh, Jesus.”
When Erik wasn’t moaning, he was gasping for breath. He was lucky to have a muscular butt as it was absorbing the shock the Persian bull was ramming into his repeatedly.
Arash kissed Erik’s mouth from behind, giving Erik shivers as Arash’s beard rubbed against his neck and face before their tongues found each other. “Your cock feels so fucking good,” Erik gasped into his mouth, feeling Arash’s beard break out into a grin against his cheeks.
Soon, Erik was on his back, his legs in Arash’s firm grip as he plunged into Erik. Erik’s hands continued tracing Arash’s chest, his stomach, and the hairy base of his cock. He was so hairy. And his warm heft felt so fucking good.
Arash could only take so much. From what he could tell, Erik had no idea this was his first time fucking, and his full balls were on the verge of hurting while they slapped against his thighs when he stopped trying to hold his orgasm back.
“Good boy,” Arash purred. “Want my load?”
“Drain everything into me,” Erik gasped. “I need it — fuck!”. Erik at least held back what he was thinking: Are you single? Can I be your cumdump for the entire time we are here?
Arash kept thrusting into him, sweat drenching his ample body hair while he fucked Erik with the force of uncorked repression and horniness. Erik was in seventh heaven, his hole stretched and pulled while Arash’s thick penis deeply massaged his prostrate.
They both shared tender gazes as their heavy breathing synchronized.
Arash roared as he came, filling the condom. His hips had the strong involuntary jerks of a powerful orgasm. Erik’s prostrate was electric by that point, and Erik simultaneously shot his load so hard it landed in Arash’s beard as he leaned over Erik, looking into each other’s eyes as they came.
Arash repositioned but kept his cock in Erik as they relaxed, allowing it to grow soft before removing the fullest condom Erik had seen in his life. They continued talking, realizing they were living in the same region for now and had four days left at the resort.
“Will I see you again?” Erik asked tentatively.
“You won’t stop seeing me,” Arash said, growing hard once more and reaching for the lube.
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