Its 3:20am and i just want fully clothed kiri to fuck fully naked baku's ass raw

Or better yet, i want the two of them to have anonymous hook-ups in specific public bathrooms that have glory holes between the stalls. Kiri is there to get rid of the pent up energy, baku is there to record himself lavish this gorgeous dick while wearing nothing but his shoes

cause the floor is fucking NASTY and he has standards. His followers on Onlyf//ans have been loving this new series of videos, and things have been going well. He has some fun, and the moans the other person makes when Bakugou purposedly gags around him are pretty fucking hot

Hes always the one to arrive first, and because hes not a dickhead, he texts the anon if hes ok with being recorded, and that as long as he arrives a bit later and leaves as soon as possible, Bakugou will let him do whatever he wants to him. The guy just replied with an "Ok!"

After the first couple of times, the guy tells Baku he wants to slowly start to try new things. He says Bakugou can always decline, and Bakugou just texts back a 'Spit it'

'Ahah! Maybe one day, when we'll be face to face!"

That's how Bakugou finds himself jerking the guy off while he wears a cockring, because the dude apparently wanted to see for himself whats so good about being edged.

It makes for a great video, to the point where Bakugou bought a small, portable tripod to hook his phone to

Bakugou alternates between slow, hard drags to quick and erratic strokes to the tip. He fondles his sexual partner and moans around his balls, but still never taking his dick in his mouth. The guy's thighs are shaking, and Bakugou thinks he might be crying, too.

When the man comes, Bakugou's pretty sure he hadnt jerked off in at least a week, because the amount of thick, warm cum he receives on his face as a payment for his services is enough to stain both his cheeks and chin with no skin left uncovered

After that, the guy always comes in with his beautifully curved dick decorated with an high-quality ring, engorged and responsive to Bakugou's touch. If he could fall in love with a dick, Katsuki thinks he would certainly fall in love with this one.

The more they experiment, the higher Bakugou's follower count rises, and fatter becomes his e-wallet, alongside his and his partner's fame.

The try something new each time, depending on the mood.

CW: various stuff (including omo)

They both try to keep as quiet as possible when the guy wants to try being called all kinds of things, on different occasions- baby, daddy, mommy, master, slave. Some if them work, some of them dont.

Sometimes, Bakugou leaves the tripod at home to just enjoy taking his mind off of things for a day. He mostly does that when his partner wants to try more delicate kinks that require his full attention, like playing with a cockcage on. They discussed it,

Bakugou warned him he's not a professional sex worker and he's even less of a trained Dom. Anon trusted him nonetheless, so Bakugou took it upon himself to prove that he can be good enough. Shit, even MORE than good enough, because, get this, when he starts something, he commits.

He would be lying if he told the guy on the other side he wasnt nervous. They both are. The cage is provided by the dude, who slides it to him through the gloryhole

Bakugou waits for the boner in front of him to go down, then slides the toy on and locks it, taking a deep breath

He worked on his assignment for the past week an a half after work, so he does his best to reassure his partner and tell him exactly what he wants, or needs, to hear.

He never thought a spasming dick in some pretty toy could look so... Deliciously inviting.

He feels himself fall deeper in the role of the guy's Dom, and hushed words tumble easily from his lips. He presses them to the toy, alternating between words of degradation and words of praise.

After a while though, he decided thats enough, and removes the cage.

When he comes home that night, he stares at the ceiling, frowning. He cant fall asleep. His curiosity wont let him rest.

He swiftly taps the screen of his phone and opens his messaging app.

"What's your real name, Red?"

'Ahah cant tell! It would break our agreement, Blasty'

"Whatever. Forget i asked"

Its only after a couple vanilla rendez-vous that Red asks him to be edged again, this time by having to hold his urine.

Bakugou raises his brow and puts away his dishes, humming to himself.

'If you dont cleanse your goddamn bladder and kidneys first, you can delete my number.'

'Sooooo... Is that a yes?'

'You better drink a lot of fucking water. And don't shave. My followers like your disgusting pubes. If you ruin this for me, I'll bite your dick.'

'Roger that! Youre the best partner in crime ahah!'

When the day comes, Baku has his best makeup on, and the stud for his lip piercing is replaced with a ring that goes all around the middle of his lower lip. He could kill a man and get away with it, with looks like these.

Instead of saying hi to the livechat, he flips them off

He hears the door of the stool open, and he gulps in anticipation and nervousness. Distracted, he runs his hands down his bare chest and his bare thighs, in an attempt to soothe his nerves.

The cock he knows at heart finally slips in the gloryhole, and Bakugou licks his lips.

He still can't believe he agreed to be pissed on, and for what? To pay his goddamn rent. He growls, sending hard vibrations up Red's cock and making him inhale sharply. He cracks one eye open, pushing himself to the hilt and trying to... Somehow peek through the hole

Its pointless. He cant see the man's face at all. What he can do, however, is appreciate the softness of his hairs. He did trim, and he mustve used some expensive soap to make himself pretty for both Bakugou's viewers and Bakugou's pleasure.

He pulls back, lips tight around the cock, enticing Red to push further into the gloryhole. When the man is pressed flat against it, Bakugou runs his fingertips against his groin.

The skin is pulled and sensitive, obviously straining due to the pressure coming from the bladder

So, thats it, Bakugou realizes. This is where the fun -and most remunerative, he reminds himself- part begins.

He decides to start easy, keeping Red's tip inside his mouth, barely playing with it using his tongue, while his palms gently run on his skin

He hears the guy groan, and when he applies a light pressure, he fails to suppress a hiss. He mustve drunk a lot, like Bakugou had told him, and he listened. Thats kind of cute.

He switches between light pressure and quick, playful jabs that make his partner almost scream. He chuckles for himself, glancing at the live chat on his phone and doing whatever his stream donors tell him to do.

He should definitely treat Red to a coffee, with all these tips

Suddenly, though, after an intense session of nipping and sucking on Reds poor groin, the other man chokes on a cry, and for the first time in the past 7 months, Bakugou hears his voice loud, desperate, and clear, accompained by a fist against the stool

"Master, I need to piss!"

Oh, fuck.

He's fucked.

Red whines loudly, hitting the flimsy stool with his other fist as well, which sends an intense shiver up Bakugou's spine. If he werent already naked on his knees, he wouldve surely fallen on the floor.

Hes fucked in more ways than one.

"Do you think you've earned it, Red?" he teases, loud barely enough to be hear by his partner, and his partner only- even if he doubts theres anyone else other than them, in this filthy fucking bathroom. "Have you been a good little toy?"

"Yes- yes!" The man urges back

"And how badly do you need it, huh?" Bakugou keeps going, planting soft kisses on the pubes in front of him, his hand lazily caressing the dick resting on his bare shoulder, hot and leaking.

"I need it SO fucking bad! I cant hold it anymore!"

Oh, fuck.

Bakugou's free hand flies to his dick, and he cant help but furiously seek for enough friction to allow himself to not lose his mind over Red's needy, desperate voice. Hes playing along perfectly, not daring to disobey his Master's orders.

He is so, so fucked. Absolutely ruined.

For a moment, his brain freezes. How should he do this? Should he *drink* it?! Shit, he's definitely not ready for that. Should he let him piss on his ass? ...Maybe? He hadnt thought of this!

A loud, broken plea snaps him back to the present. Fuck it- this man needs relief.

"Go ahead then, baby" he breathes out, and in a second, he feels it.

He feels Red groan deeply, while his urine streams hotly down Bakugou's chin, on his pecs, wetting his whole naked front.

Its honestly a lot, and he has no idea how Red managed to hold it in while Bakugou tortured him. He really was a masochist.

But Bakugou realizes he mustnt be that different from him, because the piss running down his body is warming him up in... A pleasing way.

He is hyper-aware of it, so when it starts pooling under his balls, dripping on the floor between his boots, he pinches his brows and screws his eyes shut

The feverish slide of his palm on his own lenght is easier thanks to the piss, and if he comes harder than ever in his life-

That's nobody's business, but his and Red's.

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'Sooooo see you in 20?'

'Stop asking me everytime. I already gave you the time and place. Now fuck off, you're ruining my smoothie time' Bakugou quickly taps away, glaring at his phone from behind black sunglasses.

Its a normal day, and despite not having anything new to try with Red planned out, Bakugou can't help the knots in his stomach. Ever since the golden shower, he's had these killer aches in his chest and stomach whenever he's going to meet up with his partner

He leans on his elbows, scrolling down his feed while sipping.

'Aw, keeping it healthy, Blasty? You struck me more as a coffee kind of guy'

'Coffee is for students and stressed people. I actually care about my skin not shriveling up from years of caffeine'

He switches back to his Instagram, waiting a bit more before covering the short distance between the place he's at and the chosen public restroom.

'Such a wise man. But would you make an exception if i asked you to grab a coffee together?'

'Hard no. And anyway-

youre the one pressed about keeping our anonymity, so piss off'

'Wait, Im not prepared for that today!!'
'Ahah just kidding~ but seriously, Im at this super nice coffee shop right now. They have a labrador as a waiter, how cute is that!'

Bakugou freezes. He mustve read it wrong.

No, he read it right.

In a fash, he snaps his head to the right, scanning the outside tables of the coffee shop right next to him.

Which is known for its dog waiters.

Should he... No. Its wrong. They made a pact they mutually agreed on, and hes not a fucking creep. Hes not gonna go inside and look for the guy closest to the labrador and tell him 'Surprise! Im the dude who sucks your dick!'

Hello no.

And yet, this could be his chance.

Hes been dying to know what his partner looks like. Theyve been through a lot, and theyve played out each other's deepest fantasies. The least he deserves, is to give that godly dick and ass, a face, too.

Bakugou gnaws his lip, darting his eyes from his phone to the coffee shop.

He mustnt, but he wants to. Would it even change anything? Probably not. Or maybe yes. Perhaps it would make things more awkward- maybe his partner would grow shy and never want ti meet up again, which would kill Bakugou.

Figuratively. Of course.

Oh, or maybe he's married and hes never told Bakugou, so who knows, he could be with his wife and kids- or at least a fiancé. Bakugou may be rough, but he's not a home-wrecker. He just wants to make enough money to pay rent!

Who is he kidding, he would totally wreck Red's home if it meant sating his curiosity. Because thats what it is: simple curiosity.

He tries to convince himself that its not worth it, though. Red must be some sort of ugly old man, with an awful personality. He bets hes abusive.

When he has sufficiently fought against himself, battling his own thoughts while sipping the smoothie, he finally notices he's running late to the appointment.

GOD DAMN IT!

He stands in a rush, almost knocking the chair over. DAMN IT, he really wanted to surprise his partner today- he was gonna press his stuffed ass to present himself, ready to be used and bred off-camera. But apparently, the universe is against him.

He speed-walks away, sliding through the swarm of people on the sidewalk. Today was supposed to be a chill day, so they picked a restroom a bit away from a main road, so it would be easier to blend in and out of the crowd.

He accidentally bumps into two women and a guy, but he doesnt turn to apologize. Shit, maybe if he trots he can make it on time before Red arrives-

"Ouch, dude! Look where youre going!"

Oh no. Oh no no no.

The guy moves to walk away, rubbing his sore shoulder. Bakugou really did hit him hard, huh?

But quite frankly, he doesnt give a single shit.

Because he would recognize the belt of the man behind him anywhere.

He freezes, slowly moving his gaze to the hands twitching at the sides of a thick waist. Hes never felt his mouth so dry.

Ever so slowly, he takes in the- the redhead's appearance. Oh god. Its a redhead. He's been sucking off a fucking GINGER. Great.

...Wait a fucking second-

"But your pubes are black!" he hisses, taking a step forward to reach up and tug at Red's hair "What a shitty fashion sense!"

The man is unresponsive for a couple of seconds, before his brain boots up and he slaps Bakugou's hand away "Dude! Go easy!"

Bakugou gapes, his eyes bulging out slightly. Go easy?!

"...We litterally-"

"Have you ever heard of the word 'descretion'??" Red hisses, slapping a hand on Bakugous mouth to physically shut him up. He nervously grabs his arm, pulling him into the closest alley

The silence is awkward and heavy, and neither of them can bring himself to look at the other's face. Fuck. This is exactly what Bakugou was hoping to avoid.

"So... We're not anonymous anymore, huh?" The man suddenly quips, obviously trying to break the tension

"Apparently not"

More silence. This time, its Bakugou the one to break it

"Look. I get it. Neither of us wanted this," he says with a huff, gathering all his courage and looking straight into Red's eyes "But we need to settle this once and for all, right now. 'Cause you see...

I have a fucking vibe in my ass"

Red's face is as crimson as his hair, and he rubs both his palms on his heated face.

"How can you say that so easily!"

"Are you kidding me?!" Bakugou snort, kickstarting a barked laugh "After ALL we've done in the past months?"

"Thats different!"

"No its not!"

Red shakes his head slightly, pinching his brows in thought. "Well... Yeah, maybe youre right. Shit."

"Yeah. Shit." Bakugou agrees "I really wanted to go for a DP today"

At that, the other man seems way more interested, and much less uneasy "Really?"

"Yeah," Bakugou shrugs "I had to work overtime this week, so i needed something to look forward to"

"Yeah, i get it" the man agrees easily, "My office has been killing me lately. I was kind of looking forward to this, as well"

Oh, well... Thats good to know.

The two of them just study each other's face for a couple of minutes, and Bakugou is sure red is wondering the same things as him.

How would that face look while coming? How would those lips look after being face-fucked? How would those hands look around his neck?

"Say," Bakugou starts, feeling a sudden surge of confidence.

He's not going home unless he answers at least one of those questions today.

"You live near here?"

Red hums briefly, before his lips break into a cocky smile "Not really, but my office has a nice leather couch"

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"Move your fatass, Eijiro. Youre taking all the space"

"But im comfy~"

"I dont give a shit. I had to put a goddamn coat on and get MY own ass in the freezing cold to take out the trash YOU forgot to take out this morning."

Kirishima rolls his eyes, scooting a bit away

"Youre so dramatic, its not even that cold outside. Youre just sensitive and fragile, like an old man"

"Says the 32-year-old," Bakugou bites back, planting his ass on their shared couch, in Kirishima's apartment "Pass me the tea"

"Aye aye captain," the man complies

Bakugou grabs the mug and sips from it, pulling his feet up and leaning against his boyfriend's naked side.

"Youre a fucking freak, feeling hot while theres snow outside"

"Actually, i feel hot all the time when you look at me~" Kirishima snickers, wrapping an arm around Bakugou

"I'll ignore you."

"Sure," the other shrugs, turning his body more, ignoring the tv that Bakugou is pretending to watch. He feels Kirishima's hands travel down his body, one on his back and one on his pecs, where he squeezes "Id like to see you try"

Bakugou's breath hitches, and all it takes for him to put down his drink and drag Kirishima towards the bedroom is a very simple sentence murmured to his ear.

"The package arrived, by the way"

They both stumble in the room, and before Bakugou opens the huge box on their bed, he turns to plant a scorching, excited kiss on his boyfriend's lips.

"Camera stays on. My ass is gonna look fucking incredible spread like that"

"You got it babe~"

---END---

GN EVERYONE LMFAOOOO