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Fuckboy Bakugou accidentally sent a dick pic to the wrong number, hitting up the dorky and quiet loser in his class without realizing it.
What he didn't expect was to get a photo of the nerd's cute ass in return, wearing nothing but panties and thigh highs.
"Come get it then
"
What he didn't expect was to get a photo of the nerd's cute ass in return, wearing nothing but panties and thigh highs.
"Come get it then
"
After a double take, Katsuki damn well nearly lost the grip on his phone as he gawked at his inbox.
"The fuck?"
That definitely wasn't from the hoe in his math class hed been trying to bang. This was...holy shit, he couldn't think, not with how fat that freckled ass was.
"The fuck?"
That definitely wasn't from the hoe in his math class hed been trying to bang. This was...holy shit, he couldn't think, not with how fat that freckled ass was.
He'd only had Izuku's number saved to hit him up and do his homework, so to suddenly see "Deku" sending him an ass shot? Fuck.
Worst off was how it was better than half these bitches he fucked. Round and pert, squeezed into some orange and black panties, a hand on his hip?
Worst off was how it was better than half these bitches he fucked. Round and pert, squeezed into some orange and black panties, a hand on his hip?
Bakugou was drooling when he lifted his t-shirt and snapped a photo of his abs in return, canines bore with a scowl.
He typed, "Wrong number Deku."
But he did NOT expect to get a photo of Izuku's spread legs in return. His fingertips pressed lightly to his aching cock.
He typed, "Wrong number Deku."
But he did NOT expect to get a photo of Izuku's spread legs in return. His fingertips pressed lightly to his aching cock.
"But I got all dolled up anyways!" The message teased, and Katsuki was lost.
His inner thighs looked so soft and plush, splattered with freckles too. Bakugou wanted to bite them.
Katsuki palmed over his cock to emphasize how big it was, tongue sticking out for the next shot.
His inner thighs looked so soft and plush, splattered with freckles too. Bakugou wanted to bite them.
Katsuki palmed over his cock to emphasize how big it was, tongue sticking out for the next shot.
"You want to choke on it that bad, nerd?" He sent, already on the edge of his seat for a response.
The minutes ticked by, and Bakugou was getting anxious. He was achingly hard in his joggers, fingertips tapping impatiently over his thigh while staring at the previous messages.
The minutes ticked by, and Bakugou was getting anxious. He was achingly hard in his joggers, fingertips tapping impatiently over his thigh while staring at the previous messages.
What was taking him so long? Was he chickening out now? He'd fucking kill to see that ass again, swallowing up his cock, taking him so damned good-
The buzz of his phone startled Katsuki enough to lurch forward and snatch it off of the table, already opening up the message.
The buzz of his phone startled Katsuki enough to lurch forward and snatch it off of the table, already opening up the message.
"Mother...fucker."
Izuku had his ass raised up into the air, smile bright and dorky despite the clearly clumsy mirror shot.
He had struggled to properly hold the camera and send off a photo of his ass spread, panties pulled to the side to reveal his flushed hole. "Need it!
"
Izuku had his ass raised up into the air, smile bright and dorky despite the clearly clumsy mirror shot.
He had struggled to properly hold the camera and send off a photo of his ass spread, panties pulled to the side to reveal his flushed hole. "Need it!
"
Bakugou had no clue the shy loser from his math class would turn out to be such a closet freak.
He groaned low and wrapped his hand around himself, unable to resist pumping up and down along his cock. Stupid fucking Deku and that plush fucking ass.
He groaned low and wrapped his hand around himself, unable to resist pumping up and down along his cock. Stupid fucking Deku and that plush fucking ass.
Bakugou hissed when he had to grip tight around the head to stop himself from cumming, raising the phone to send one last clumsy shot of him mid-jerk.
It was mediocre at best, but he was beyond caring now, fantasizing about smacking that tight ass while he hit it from behind.
It was mediocre at best, but he was beyond caring now, fantasizing about smacking that tight ass while he hit it from behind.
"Gonna give it to you good then, slut."
And, oh, Bakugou was far from prepared to get the last photo from the grouping.
Somehow Izuku had managed to snag another shot, this time with his tongue lolled out and fingers buried deep inside his own ass. He looked desperate now.
And, oh, Bakugou was far from prepared to get the last photo from the grouping.
Somehow Izuku had managed to snag another shot, this time with his tongue lolled out and fingers buried deep inside his own ass. He looked desperate now.
"Come to dorm 205 and wreck this hole, Kacchan. 
"
Bakugou stared down at the photo in muted awe, the sensation of cum uncomfortable on his hand and chest. Somehow that loser had managed to make him blow his load from photos alone.
He grinned from ear to ear.
"Bakugou stared down at the photo in muted awe, the sensation of cum uncomfortable on his hand and chest. Somehow that loser had managed to make him blow his load from photos alone.
He grinned from ear to ear.
"Already omw Deku."
He typed out as he plucked a tissue from his nightstand, wiping away the excess semen from his skin. It was humiliating how eager hed been. If Izuku could make him cum that fast from photos alone...
Bakugou couldn't wait to feel that ass for himself.
He typed out as he plucked a tissue from his nightstand, wiping away the excess semen from his skin. It was humiliating how eager hed been. If Izuku could make him cum that fast from photos alone...
Bakugou couldn't wait to feel that ass for himself.
