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He tapped on the incoming picture and felt his full body flush.
Shouto was laying in his bed now, sweatpants still too low, though now his hand was gently cupping the slight bulge in his sweatpants from the outside.
“Fuck yeah, you are.”
Shouto was laying in his bed now, sweatpants still too low, though now his hand was gently cupping the slight bulge in his sweatpants from the outside.
“Fuck yeah, you are.”
Katsuki couldn’t help the wave of arousal that flooded through him. Without thinking, he took a screenshot. He quickly moved to kick his own sweatpants off, leaving him in just a pair of stretchy black briefs.
He tugged those down strategically, so low that they were barely holding his cock in place. Taking a page from Shouto’s book, he gripped his cock through his boxers, hooking his thumb around the waistband.
He switched the camera view to face outwards, and took a picture looking down on himself, then typed his message.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Icyhot. What’re you gonna do about it?”
“You’re not so bad yourself, Icyhot. What’re you gonna do about it?”
He hit send, and was almost immediately met with a notification that his message had been screenshotted, making him smirk.
When he opened the next message, he was slightly irked. The screen was black again, with text over the screen.
“Are we really doing this?”
“Are we really doing this?”
Katsuki huffed, rolling his eyes, and swiped over to the messages.
“Do you want to do this?” He countered, watching the Shouto imposter pop up again.
“Yes,” was the only response he got.
“Then c’mon.”
“Do you want to do this?” He countered, watching the Shouto imposter pop up again.
“Yes,” was the only response he got.
“Then c’mon.”
The screen went black while Katsuki waited for Shouto to reply, absentmindedly rubbing at his rapidly hardening length while he was at it. When the message finally came in, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was going to see when he clicked the picture.
He clicked on the message, and felt all of his blood rush to his cock. Shouto was gloriously naked, his hand wrapped around the base of the most beautiful cock Katsuki had ever seen. Shouto was fully hard, the head leaking precum and turning a shiny red.
And he was /big/.
Katsuki immediately had the urge to want to wrap his lips around it.
He barely remembered to read the caption before the screen went black.
“Look at what you’ve done, Katsuki.”
Katsuki immediately had the urge to want to wrap his lips around it.
He barely remembered to read the caption before the screen went black.
“Look at what you’ve done, Katsuki.”
Katsuki yanked his boxers down, grabbing his cock and sweeping his thumb along the tip before giving himself a few pumps before snapping a picture to reply, it turning out looking similar to the one Shouto had just sent him.
“Let me taste you, baby.”
He doesn’t know where the pet name came from, but he hit send before he could think too much about it. If he was going to do this, he was going to go all out.
He doesn’t know where the pet name came from, but he hit send before he could think too much about it. If he was going to do this, he was going to go all out.
He began thinking that he had gone too far when Shouto didn’t reply right away. He was about to give up and close the app and go to sleep when a purple square appeared next to Shouto’s name.
He had sent a video. Katsuki took several deep breaths before he opened it, making sure his headphones were in.
He was immediately rewarded with Shouto breathing heavily in his ears, letting out small gasps as the image on the screen showed him stroking his cock, thrusting up into his hand.
“Fuck Katsuki, please. I want you to wrap your lips around my cock,” Shouto whispered in a raspy voice. A shutter wracked through Katsuki’s body and he let out an embarrassing whine.
Katsuki reached over and flipped his lamp on, hitting the videocall option on the app. He didn’t have to wait long for Shouto to answer.
“Oh, fuck, Katsuki,” Shouto moaned as soon as the call connected. His face was flushed red and he looked fucked out, with his hair strewn over his pillow around him.
“Shouto-fuck you’re sexy,” Katsuki rasped, “Let me see you, baby.”
Shouto flipped the camera around showing Katsuki how fast he was fucking into his own fist. It was so fast that the screen was lagging slightly.
Shouto flipped the camera around showing Katsuki how fast he was fucking into his own fist. It was so fast that the screen was lagging slightly.
Katsuki flipped his camera around to show Shouto his own cock, and how he was pumping it.
“C’mon, Sho, let me see you cum for me. Have you thought about this often? You think about me while you get yourself off?” Shouto let out a moan.
“C’mon, Sho, let me see you cum for me. Have you thought about this often? You think about me while you get yourself off?” Shouto let out a moan.
“Yes. Fuck yes. Always. I think about you fucking yourself. I think about you walking in on me fucking myself. I think about you slamming me against the lockers after practice. I-fuck!” Shouto was getting close, and his breathing was getting labored.
His words went straight to Katsuki’s cock.
“Fuck Shouto that’s so hot. I would have. I would fuck you against the lockers. If I walked in on you fucking yourself, I would take over and make you mine.
“Fuck Shouto that’s so hot. I would have. I would fuck you against the lockers. If I walked in on you fucking yourself, I would take over and make you mine.
Fuck, let me see you cum.” Katsuki was close himself, but he would be damned if he finished before Shouto.
There was a strangled cry from Shouto in his headphones as he watched Shouto’s cock spurt white stripes towards the camera.
There was a strangled cry from Shouto in his headphones as he watched Shouto’s cock spurt white stripes towards the camera.
Katsuki toppled over the edge of his own release after watching Shouto’s orgasm.. They laid there panting for several minutes, both reaching for tissues from their nightstands to clean themselves up while they catch their breaths.
“Fuck. Next time, just come to my room, bastard,” Katsuki growled into the speaker of his headphones, phone camera towards his face again.
“Next time?” Shouto asked, looking hopeful.
“Did I fucking stutter? Go to sleep.” Katsuki demanded. Shouto chuckled, and hung up the call. Katsuki groaned, rolling over to get up and go to the bathroom before going to sleep.
“Did I fucking stutter? Go to sleep.” Katsuki demanded. Shouto chuckled, and hung up the call. Katsuki groaned, rolling over to get up and go to the bathroom before going to sleep.
~END~
