We're doing #BottomKiriWeek2022 because I have little to no self-control when it comes to this man. Thanks @BottomKiriWeek for putting this together!
Day 1: Overstimulation. NSFW, glory hole, nipple play, coming inside.
Eijirou loves the feeling of coming around a thick cock.
It's almost comforting in a sense, the way he's stuffed full, senses overwhelmed as he clenches down, body twitching as he floats to the sky, nerves on fire.
He loves it so much he found a gig where he can lay back
and do it all day.
He gets to pick up shifts when he wants, and he only really saves it for when he's pent up. But when he is, he'll lay in the booth, covered from the waist down, and let person after person rock his body while he just /takes/ it.
He can come with little to no stimulation on his cock, pleasing the growing crowd of admirers who specifically request him. Coming 5-6 times in a regular shift is easy.
But his favorite days?
There's a specific pair of hands that holds onto his hips, gripping them
with bruising strength as he pounds into Eijirou, making him choke on air. He'll stroke the skin of Eijirou's muscular thighs as his pelvis smacks against his ass.
He'll pay for a full day, only because he has the stamina to come inside Eijirou again and again, cock softening
as it steadily pushes out cum. A few weak thrusts are all that's needed before his cock grows inside Eijirou once again, plugging him up and starting up another round.
Eijirou is always a mess when the mystery visitor comes around, crying tears of overstimulation
and snot running down his face. His nipples are bruised a pretty purple from pinching and pulling as the man manages to ring a 7th orgasm from him.
"Ahh, I-/ah/, 's so much," he cries from his booth, hips bucking up in the air as he tightens around the thick, uncut cock.
The tip kisses his prostate and his stomach catches butterflies, fluttering at the growing pressure. He's been coming dry since number 4, with every orgasm growing more intense after that.
The voice from the other side of the curtain lets out a gruff moan before
grinding his hips and holding Eijirou by the bottom of his ass cheeks. A couple more cycles around and Eijirou's eyes roll to the back of his head, hands twitching to hold onto something. His ass moves against the cock while his hips try to run away, skin slick with sweat.
He's blubbering, chills rolling down his spine as his chest heaves up and down, trying to catch his breath and failing. It's too much, his body can't do it.
"I-I can't, it's too many, h-how am I-"
"Shh, yes you can." His hips slow but keep going, no longer as overwhelming.
"You're doing so good, baby." The man has never spoken to him before, but Eijirou is in love, rough voice coaxing him down from his panic.
"Last one, can you be good for me?"
Eijirou sniffles once before swallowing.
"Y-yes." Determination in his voice. Eijirou
feels the pace of the hips speed up, the smacking becoming louder and louder. His body tingles to the point where it's bordering on pain. He leans into the feeling, riding the waves of pleasure and pain. His ass is raw, but the slick of cum and lube help
ease the way a bit.
He's stuck between the feeling of wanting it to be over and never wanting it to end, floating as the pressure becomes greater.
He grinds his hips to the rhythm of the man's, and the sparks of pleasure under his skin overwrite the pain.
He's close, breath becoming more shallow as the string in his stomach pulls tighter and tighter. The man's hips stutter and with fingernails diving into his skin, and the string snaps as Eijirou comes with a cry, hips bucking up before being slammed back down,
pulling the man's orgasm out of him as he clenches down, wrapping around and sucking him in. Each 'spurt' racks through his system, coming dry but half-hard cock twitching, thoroughly exhausted.
Eijirou feels his body go lax like jello, and the man finally pulls out,
releasing all the juices and watching it fall to the floor. Eijirou can no longer tighten up, puckering asshole tired and gaping.
"See you next week, Red." He hears the man walk away before he relaxes completely, warm and sated.
He can't wait.
I truly don't even know where this came from, but I had a good time, so no complaints🥰
Thanks for reading friends, see y'all next time!
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