Can I borrow your phone?
Nsfw Kiri Baku thread
A gift for @maneatingmomma
Cw: canon universe, nsfw, semi public masturbation, scent kink, voyeurism, bottom Bakugou... Probably dubcon

Idk enjoy love you Leah! Thank you for the idea!

Bakugou Katsuki had never take been interested in sex. He had tried watching porn and it just grossed him out. What was appealing about two (or more) sweaty people flipping on top of each other? Bakugou had never been sexually attracted to anyone before either...

That is until he met Kirishima Eijiro.

The shitty haired bastard was gorgeous, muscles stacked on muscles and they weren't just for show. He wasn't the brightest person but even Bakugou thought it was endearing.

At first Bakugou tried to avoid the red head, but quickly found

That Kirishima wouldn't let him. Kiri followed him around like a puppy, talking about nothing, always trying to include him in activities. It was annoying.

Kirishima made Bakugou feel so many emotions he didn't understand. He wanted to beat the crap out of the other boy...

But he also wanted to hold him close. Bakugou had never wanted that kind of contact before and it pissed him off, but he guessed that it was because Kirishima was his first real friend. Bakugou had hung out with people in middle school, but they weren't really friends.

Kirishima was a friend, he was nice to Bakugou and the blond liked having him around. Totally just friends.

And then Bakugou had a dream.

It happened a couple months after Kamino. The bakusquad had been talking about how far they had gone in the bedroom, nothing Bakugou

Had been interested in. Sero talked about his first kiss, Kaminari bragged about sexual conquests that were obviously exaggerated or completely made up. Bakugou had them completely tuned out until Kirishima sheepishly admired that he wasn't a virgin and Mina pressed for details.

Bakugou found himself listening intently, face buried in his phone, as Kirishima described the first time he had had sex with his ex /boyfriend/. Kirishima went into too much detail and Bakugou got up and left halfway through his story, retreating back into his room.

That night Bakugou had an intense and vivid dream about Kirishima. The red head was panting and glistening with sweat, moaning Bakugou's name as he fucked him ruthlessly.

The blond woke up the next morning with ruined burned sheets and underwear full of cum.

That moment Bakugou realized that he liked Kirishima more than a friend.

Bakugou didn't know how to go about trying to court his friend so he didn't. He was satisfied with their frequent hang outs and study sessions, stealing glances at the red head when he could.

He tried to memorize the different faces Kirishima made, the noises he made, and the curves of his body in his hero costume so Bakugou could jerk off to the memory of them later when he was alone.

Sometimes Bakugou could hear Kirishima getting off through the thin wall that

Divided their rooms, and the blond would press his wear against the wall and masturbate to the breathy moans and gasps.

And that was enough to satisfy Bakugou for awhile, his imagination was good enough. Then one day when he was hanging out with Kirishima fucked it up.

The red head was showing Bakugou something on his phone... Probably a dumb meme or something, when Bakugou happened to scroll too far into Kirishima's photo gallery and stumbled upon a lewd picture of his best friend.

It was a selfie taken from above. Kiri's tongue was

Out, licking the corner of his top lip. His hair was wet straight out of the shower, and he naked except for a towel he held over his dick.

Bakugou felt like the air had been punched from his lungs as he kept scrolling and landed on another lewd picture and then /another/.

He was about to start scrolling again when Kirishima finally noticed and snatched the phone away, his face red with embarrassment.

"Sorry bro!" Kirishima laughed uncomfortably "I-I take a bunch of pictures"

After that Bakugou's imagination just didn't cut it. He needed more.

That night the blond lay awake in his bed, dick painfully hard, thinking about Kiri's pictures. They were from Snapchat, the red head was sending those to people.

He needed to get that damn phone. If Bakugou could get it he could just send the pictures to his phone and be set.

He just needed a plan to take Kirishima's phone.

Getting Kirishima's phone was easier than Bakugou thought it would be.

"Oi, shitty hair" Bakugou grunted in the locker room one day "let me borrow your phone"

Kirishima paused buttoning up his uniform and shot him one of his blinding smiles "sure thing bro!"

He unlocked the phone before handing it to him "Kami and I wanna be first in line for lunch today so just make sure to give it back later!"

"Whatever"

Kirishima zipped his pants and ran out of the locker room, yelling after Kaminari. The door closed and Bakugou was left alone.

Bakugou bit his lip, looking down at the phone in his hands. He caught sight of Kirishima's gym bag on the floor by his locker. The idiot had left his dirty clothes behind... Gross... Bakugou would return it when he gave gotta phone back.

"Now what else are you hiding..."

Bakugou mumbled to himself, opening up the photo gallery and glancing at the different folders. There was one labeled "nudes" but it was password protected. The blond cursed and clicked on selfies instead. He was greeted by hundreds of half naked pictures of Kirishima in

Varying degrees of lewd. It was overwhelming.

Bakugou click on an image at random and found a gym mirror selfie. Kirishima had his hair pulled up in a messy bun, skin coated with sweat and face flushed from exhaustion. He had one arm up showing off his bicep. Bakugou zoomed in.

He could clearly see Kirishima's hard on through his gym shorts.

"Fuck me" Bakugou breathed, leaning against the lockers and pulling his half hard cock out through his zipper hole.

He would be quick.

Bakugou continued to scroll, rubbing pre over his cockhead before stroking stroking, starting out fast. Someone could walk in at any moment.

"Mother fucker" the blond hissed, clicking on a picture of Kirishima in bed, his fingers over his mouth in a v shape. "Who are these for?"

Bakugou sped up, zooming in on Kirishima's crotch in another picture. His cock look so big, Bakugou wanted to see it. He wanted to lick and bite Kirishima's skin, starting at his neck and making his way down until his face was buried between the red head's legs.

Bakugou wondered what it would look like, taste like... Smell like... His hooded eyes flicked to Kirishima's gym bag and he set the phone down before grabbing it. Bakugou rummaged through the sweat soaked clothes until he found Kirishima jock strap.

He pressed the damp fabric against his face, over his mouth and nose as he jerked herself even faster, his mind cloudy as his lungs filled with Kirishima's scent.

"Ohmygod" Bakugou groaned, his eyes rolling back as he came. His head hitting the lockers with a metallic thunk.

Ropes of cum shot out, covering his hand and the bench in front of him. He strokes himself through it, toes curling in his shoes as he slowly came down from the intense orgasm.

"Oh fuck" Bakugou gasped, lowering the jock strap from his face and looking at the mess he had made.

"/SHIT/"

He had accidentally cum onto Kirishima's phone, the entire screen was covered in a thick layer of spunk. Bakugou threw the strap back into Kirishima's bag and picked the phone up carefully, grabbing his own hero costume to carefully wipe the sticky cum away.

Kirishima was going to notice... Even an idiot like him would notice /this/

Kirishima didn't notice. He just thanked Bakugou for returning his phone and bringing him his back, all smiles like normal. Bakugou decided not to worry about it...

Until he got back to his dorm and realized that he forgot to send himself the pictures. Bakugou cursed himself

And waited about a week before asking for Kirishima's phone again. The blond ended up jerking off in the locker room again... Came onto Kirishima's phone, again... And forgot to send himself the pictures again.

Bakugou waited about 3 days to try again. Same things happened...

Kirishima didn't question it and Bakugou decided it would be safer to just keep borrowing the red head's phone every other day. No risk of getting caught with Kirishima's lewds in his own phone. Plus there was an added thrill to getting off at school. So Bakugou kept doing it.

Kirishima didn't mind, it was manly to help your bros out. He didn't know why Bakugou needed his phone every day, but he was sure the blond had a reason.

"It's fucking weird dude." Kaminari said at lunch after 3 months "he asks /everyday/. Why does he need your phone everyday?"

Kirishima shrugged and waved as Bakugou walked into the lunchroom. The blond quickly made his way over, handed Kirishima his phone and left.

"Dude check and see if he made any calls" Kaminari said lensing over his shoulder

"Ok bro, but I'm telling you it's nothing"

Kirishima rolled his eyes and clicked the home button, but nothing happened. "What the heck?"

He tried a couple more times but nothing happened. It felt like something might've gotten stuck in it. Kiri tried the side buttons with the same results.

"He broke your phone!"

"He did not break my phone, its old anyway... I'll figure it out later" Kirishima huffed, standing up with his tray as th bell rang "stop accusing Bakugou of things. He's a good guy"

Kaminari pouted but didn't argue, standing up to walk with Kirishima to class.

Kirishima didn't touch his phone until he got back to his dorm room. He had been able to turn it on, but the buttons felt sticky. Kiri guessed he got food on it without realizing, it had happened before.

Humming to himself Kirishima messed with the home button some more before

He popped off his phone case.

His face twisted into a confused scowl. There was a dried white crust all over the edges of his phone under the case, as if his phone as been dunked in glue or something.

"What the hell?" Kirishima mumbled to himself, picking at substance.

He had done a lot to stupid things to his phone but Kirishima was positive he hadn't done whatever this was. He was able to scrape the stuff off with the back of his thumb so the buttons would work again, but now he really needed to know what Bakugou was doing with his phone...

Bakugou was taking longer than normal the next day in the locker room. By the time he came out if the showers Kirishima was fully dressed and they were the last two students there.

"Kirishima, phone?" Bakugou asked, hand held out expectantly without looking at him.

"R-right" Kirishima mumbled, unlocking his phone and placing it in the blond's hand.

"See you at lunch" Bakugou said, clearly distracted by whatever was in his locker.

"Want me to wait for you?" Kirishima bit his lip, noticing how the other boy flinched.

"'S fine"

"You sure, bro?" He pressed "last time you missed half of lunch, I don't mind keeping you company. It must be an important call..."

"It is. Now go, I'll meet you there. I'll be fast."

Bakugou was still fiddling with something in his locker and Kirishima sighed.

"Ok... See you, bro..."

It was good that Bakugou was so distracted. The blond didn't even notice when Kirishima slammed the door without actually leaving. He hid by row of lockers near the door and listen closely.

Bakugou let out the breath he had been holding when he heard the door shut and pulled out the suction cup dildo he had snuck into his locker.

"Thank fuck" he breathed, sticking the dildo to the side of his locker before walking to the door and locking it. He normally wouldn't

Bother to lock the door, but there's no way in hell he was going to risk getting caught with a dildo up his was at school. He would do it in his room but he needed Kirishima's pictures to finish now...

He let his towel drop to the floor as he made his way back to his locker.

Bakugou had taken his time prepping himself in the shower, he had hoped Kirishima would have just left his phone and gone to lunch without him (he had done it before), but the red head was acting weird today. At least he had left.

Bakugou scrolled through Kirishima's pictures

Lazily stroking his cock as he searched for the perfect one. He wished he could get into the "nudes" folder, but Kirishima's usual passwords hadn't worked and it's not like Bakugou could ask him.

"Oh hello" he mumbled, looking at a set of 5 new pictures at the top of the screen

Bakugou bit his lip, settling on a new picture of Kiri, and lined himself up with the dildo. The blond sunk down slowly, a long moan escaping his lips as he bottomed out. He tossed the phone onto the bench and covered his mouth to muffle his sounds.

"/fuuuck/" Bakugou groaned

He lifted up and slammed back down, shaking the lockers, jerking himself in time with his thrusts. His eyes locked in the phone as he moved, babbling curses and Kirishima's name.

Bakugou rolled his hips, changing the angle of the thrusts until the dildo brushed by his prostate.

"Oh fuck!" he yelled, his hand slamming back against the lockers to help himself move "right there, right there, oh fuck!"

Bakugou could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching, his toes curling as he tried desperately to go faster.

"Yesyesyes, Kirishima, fuck me! /fuck/"

Bakugou's mouth opened in a silent scream, pleasure radiating through out his entire body as he came. Explosions set off against the lockers and rattled the entire room.

"Oh my God" Bakugou gasped, his head falling forwards. His legs felt like jello "fuck that's good"

"Thank fuck"

Kirishima frowned, trying not to feel hurt that his best bro as glad he had "left". There were footsteps approaching so he held his breath as Bakugou passed by without seeing him to lock the door. The blond's towel fell to the floor and Kirishima's eyebrows

Knitted in confusion. That was a little weird. Maybe Bakugou was going to get dressed first?

"Oh hello"

Kirishima resisted the urge to look when Bakugou spoke in a tone he had never heard come from the blond, but now he knew that the other boy /was/ making a phone call.

The lockers rattled and Kirishima strained his ears to listen.

A moan echoed through the locker room, loud and needy. Was he playing a porno? There was no way that came from Bakugou's lips... Was it phone sex? Then why on Kirishima's phone???

There was loud clang and

A loud drawn out curse before the lockers began to shake violently. Kirishima couldn't help himself, he had to look.

"Fuck fuck shit Kirishima ohmygod"

The red head was met with the right of a naked Bakugou, fisting his throbbing cock as he fucked himself against the lockers

His eyes half lidded and pupils dilated, drooling as he cursed and moaned /Kirishima's/ name.

Kirishima's brain short circuited as he watched the manliest guy in his glass pant like a bitch in heat as he masturbated in the middle of their school locker room.

Kiri's pants were too tight and he palmed himself through the fabric. He shouldn't be watching... He shouldn't be watching...

"Oh fuck! Right there, right there, oh fuck!"

Kirishima couldn't breathe, he pulled his cock out of his pants and started jerking in time with Bakugou.

He was dangerously close to cumming already. It was hard to stay quiet as he watched his crush fuck himself so aggressively. Kirishima wished his was over there, pressed against the lockers with Bakugou bouncing on him instead of that lucky dildo...

"Yesyesyes, Kirishima-"

Kirishima orgasm caught him completely off guard, slamming into him like a truck. Thankfuk Bakugou's quirk covered the sound of Kirishima choked cry and he came all over his hand and into the wall.

"Oh my God" Kirishima breathed at the same time a Bakugou "oh my god"