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Shintetsukami porn au, I need it.
CW: NSFW, rough sex
Denki Kaminari was kinda new to the porn industry, but he was getting pretty popular. He had this cute twinkly look going on, and soon broke into bdsm porn too; where scary female dommes slapped him around and pegged him.
CW: NSFW, rough sex
Denki Kaminari was kinda new to the porn industry, but he was getting pretty popular. He had this cute twinkly look going on, and soon broke into bdsm porn too; where scary female dommes slapped him around and pegged him.
And oh snap he didn’t know he was into that kinda shit, but he realised he was totally down for anal too.
He got an offer to do a gay shoot, and he figured why not? he’d kissed his fair share of guys, he just hadn’t actually slept with any yet.
And they offered him a LOT of money too.
He’d be stupid not to take it.
And they offered him a LOT of money too.
He’d be stupid not to take it.
So he turned up to the shoot and headed into the dressing room for a little make up, and there were two /smoking hot/ guys in there, making out on the sofa.
They stopped kissing and looked up at him, and the big silver haired man just grinned and said hi, and /holy shit his teeth were sharp as hell/!
The other guy looked him up and down and smirked. “You our twink?” He asked, and his voice was smokey and a little hypnotic, and hot damn, did Denki agree to do a threesome without realising?
Oops.
Oops.
He laughed and scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, I guess I am. I didn’t realise there’d be two of you. I’m Kaminari, Denki Kaminari.”
“The name’s Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, but you can call me T if you like. This is Hitoshi Shinsou. We always shoot together, we’re a couple. It’s nice to meet you, man!” The big buff guy with the silver hair spoke, jabbing a thumb at the purple haired guy next to him.
Kaminari chatted to them a little, and they turned out to be really nice guys, even if they looked a little intimidating.
He almost swallowed his tongue when Tetsutetsu stood up to go chat to one of the crew when they came in.
The man had to be like six foot five! Maybe even taller?!
The man had to be like six foot five! Maybe even taller?!
Shinsou noticed him staring and grinned, wide and cocky. “He’a big /everywhere/.” He boasted, and Kaminari was suddenly /much/ more nervous.
“How /big/ are we talking? Because I might need to prep some more. I’ve never had sex with a guy before, and the strap-ons I’ve taken were pretty average.” Kaminari explained, biting his bottom lip.
“Ever seen monster cock porn?” Shinsou asked, taking out his phone.
He tapped at it a few times and handed it over, and Kaminari almost dropped it when he realised it was a muted video of Tetsutetsu tied to a bed with rich purple sheets, with a vibrating egg strapped just under the head of his cock, writing and thrusting up at nothing.
His cock was HUGE!
It had to be ten or more inches, and as thick as a beer can, maybe even fucking /thicker/, Denki couldn’t be sure.
It had to be ten or more inches, and as thick as a beer can, maybe even fucking /thicker/, Denki couldn’t be sure.
T was clearly saying something over and over again in the video, but the sound wasn’t on, so Denki focused back on his cock for a few seconds, swallowing thickly, before handing the phone back.
Shinsou shook his head, expression still smug. “/Keep/ watching.” He urged, folding his arms across his muscular chest.
Denki looked back down. Tetsutetsu’s thighs had started shaking, and the camera angle shifted a little, moving closer. His cock twitched so violently it lifted up off chiselled abs, but with it’s huge size and weight, it couldn’t lift up far before it slapped back down heavily.
Tetsutetsu’s eyes rolled back as his mouth fell open, before his eyelids slipped shut. And then his hips lifted from the mattress in a couple of shallow, desperate thrusts, before- “oh god.”
Denki gasped, a hand over his mouth as he watched what had to be almost a pint of come /explode/ from T’s cock in forceful pumps, lashing up his chest, his neck, /his face/.
He just came and came and /came/, until he finally collapsed, turning his head to the side to spit out some of his own come as he opened one eye and grinned happily at the camera, giving a thumbs up with a still bound hand.
Shinsou stood to take his phone back, and while he was much shorter than his boyfriend, he still basically dwarfed Denki by just over half a head.
“That was just a personal video. If you wanna watch us fuck for real before we start, search Real Steel or Hypno-bone. Don’t ask why that’s my porn name. I lost a stupid drunk bet, and my boyfriend is an asshole.” +
He rolled his eyes as Kaminari snorted a surprised laugh, before a thought occurred to him.
“This is a creampie shoot, isn’t it?” He asked, and Shinsou smirked down at him as he nodded slowly.
“Oh /yeahh/. And T can come twice in a row without a break, he’s fucking amazing. I don’t have to actually come inside you this shoot, but I will if you want me to.” He offered, and Denki swallowed thickly, a little turned on at the thought.
“I’m gonna end up like a cream filled donut, aren’t I?” He laughed to cover his body’s almost fear boner response, and gave Shinsou a thumbs up.
“Come in me, definitely. As long as I can actually fit his dick in me, this might turn out to be the best shoot I’ve ever done. I can’t believe my first gay shoot is with two smoking hot dudes, and it’s monster cock porn. I should probably start reading contracts a little more.”
Shinsou chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. “Probably a good idea. Lemme know if you need help prepping. I think T bought a new butt plug in a massive shopping spree on the way over because he has exactly zero self control. I’ll go tell the director you need extra time.”
He walked away, stopping by Tetsutetsu to whisper in his ear, before slapping his ass and exiting the dressing room.
Tetsutetsu shooed the woman he had been chatting to out of the door, before turning. “Hitoshi said you didn’t know about my dick before you got here? Don’t worry, with some really thorough prep and a whole lotta lube, you’ll be /fiiine/.”
He crossed the room and threw himself down on the black leather sofa, before leaning over the arm to rummage around in a few shopping bags, humming happily to himself.
He made an ‘aha’ sound and pulled out a box that he tossed over his shoulder, before he reached back into the bag, plucking up a bottle of lube.
“I bought cum lube, because we're using it this shoot and I decided I wanted some for me and Hito too.” He grinned, sharp teeth flashing.
He should honestly look like some kind of terrifying demon with those teeth and his sheer size, but somehow he came across as very much a gentle giant.
He probably fucked nice and slow, maybe even gentle.
“Ah yeah, Shinsou said I should search you guys and see how you fuck before we start.” Denki pulled out his phone as T chuckled, opening the box he’d retrieved and shaking out a large plug.
“Ha, yeah, probably a good idea. I mean, we can go easy on you if you want, but this shoot is supposed to be a little rough.” He looked excited, before he turned his attention back to the dark blue plug in his hand.
“Why’d you think you got so much money for it? You’re supposed to like, cry and shit, ‘cause there’s a scene at the end where they interview you and ask if you had a good time. You’re gonna have mascara and eyeliner all down your face and be covered in come.”
“Oh shit, I love watching that kinda porn!” Denki said excitedly, before his eyes widened. “Oh man, I’m gonna get /railed into next week/, aren’t I?”
“/Yep/.” Tetsutetsu laughed lightly, and patted the sofa beside him. “But you’ll love it. We know what we’re doing, don’t worry.”
“/Yep/.” Tetsutetsu laughed lightly, and patted the sofa beside him. “But you’ll love it. We know what we’re doing, don’t worry.”
Denki sat down as he pulled up a video on their site and clicked play. He looked up from the screen as Shinsou started kissing a blond guy with blue eyes and a bratty grin on his face. “Umm, I don’t think I can take that plug right now, if that’s what you got it out for.”
His eyes widened when a smack sounded on the screen, and he looked back to see Shinsou slapping the guy around the face a second time. “Oh snap! Not gonna lie, that’s pretty hot.” He grinned at T as the man leaned over a little to take a look.
“Ohh, it’s the brat tamer one, I loved doing that one, the full scene took like three hours or more I think, getting the shots. +
+ Because Monoma had to stretch enough to take both our cocks, so we could pick him up and dp him while holding him up off the floor. He was a genuine /mess/ by the end, lemme-”
Tetsutetsu skipped forward in the video a little, to a scene where he was yanking Monoma’s head back by his hair as he fucked him from behind, while Shinsou lay beneath them, +
+ teasing the blond’s cock with a violet wand, a smirk on his face that only grew the more Monoma twitched and begged. “Oh, and there’s probably a new smaller plug than this around here somewhere, but don’t you have one in already?”
Denki stared at his phone screen for another long moment, before nodding as he skipped again.
“Yeah, but it’s like, medium, or something? I wasn’t expecting you to have a literal horse cock. Holy fuck, okay at some point can you pick me up too? Cause that shit right there is /incredible/.”
He turned his phone to show the scene T had described, before staring at the device once again.
His mouth started to get a little dry and his jeans a little tighter at the crotch, as Tetsutetsu stood up to go look for a new large plug to ease him into the xl one he’d bought, leaving him to watch it on his own.
He came back with his boyfriend barely a few minutes later, and Shinsou had what had to be a permanent smirk on his face as he lifted a condom and waggled it. “Wanna just use my dick instead?” He offered, and Kaminari’s jaw dropped.
“You can’t actually mean having sex before a shoot, right? What if you can’t come later?” Denki burst out and both Tetsutetsu and Shinsou laughed.
“Nah, not sex. Just like, sit on his cock for a bit, then put a couple of fingers in gradually, then swap it out for the extra large plug. Easy peasy. +
+ I’d honestly keep looking for a large plug, but this is a new set for us, so I’d just be wasting time you need to prep, yanno?” T explained with a sheepish smile, before his gaze dropped to Denki’s crotch.
His smile became a grin. “So you like the video, huh?” He asked, staring blatantly at the tent in his jeans for a few more seconds, before meeting his gaze.
And suddenly Denki felt an overwhelmingly strong urge to cover himself and blush. What the hell? The whole reason he’d gone into porn was because he loved sex and had little to no shame, why did he feel like some kinda blushy virgin?
They were too confident in themselves, and Denki could tell they could back that confidence up, no problem.
He was gonna get absolutely wrecked.
His cock twitched in his boxers.
He was gonna get absolutely wrecked.
His cock twitched in his boxers.
Shinsou gave a dirty, filthy kind of laugh and walked over, Tetsutetsu following. “Like he wouldn’t get hard watching that big dick of yours /annihilate/ someone. What video is it?”
He leaned over. “The director actually got worried last time we did a scene just me and T and I kept shouting harder and calling him a little bitch. He almost- ah, Brat Tamer. I liked filming that one.”
He sat down on the sofa and blatantly watched as his own face screwed up in pleasure and the Shinsou on the screen’s hips stuttered, before come began to leak out of Monoma’s ass around his cock, while he and T continued to fuck up into him.
Denki’s face was actually hot as Shinsou leaned in closer, until his breath tickled the shell of his ear. “/Let’s get you nice and stretched, Kaminari. We’re gonna need you loose/.” He whispered almost wickedly.
“Oh my god, /dude/. If the idea is for me /not/ to come before we film, you’re going the /wrong/ way about it.” Denki threw his head back with a groan, and the pair laughed, as Tetsutetsu sat down on his other side and leaned back, lacing his fingers behind his head casually.
“Wanna get food after this?” T asked as Denki stood up and popped the button on his jeans.
Usually he’d prep alone or before he even got to a shoot, but if he was using Shinsou’s dick to prep for monster dong, that obviously wasn’t possible.
Usually he’d prep alone or before he even got to a shoot, but if he was using Shinsou’s dick to prep for monster dong, that obviously wasn’t possible.
“Sure, like take out or something? I haven’t eaten since yesterday and I’m honestly freakin’ starving.” He asked as he kicked off his shoes.
He was gonna be wearing whatever the director wanted him to anyway, so he was just getting ahead of the game at this point, by shoving his trousers and boxers down and off, before picking them up to fold them.
“Nice dick.” T praised with a grin as he helpfully took the material from him to put on the arm of the chair.
“Thanks! I’m only like six inches but yanno, being a twink, or a ‘teen’, and in the xxxsmall stuff, I really don’t need to be any bigger. +
+ I had this one woman, she was like six one or something, and she legit picked me up, like to her /face/ on the side, and sucked my dick. It was /awesome/.”
“Wow, impressive. I’m six two, but T is six foot fucking eight, so I don’t get to feel tall all that often.” Shinsou rolled his eyes, but he was smiling as T leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek with a cheeky smile, clearly enjoying the win.
He shifted a little on the sofa and patted his thigh as he picked up Denki’s phone from the middle seat, where the porn was still playing, looking at the screen as he palmed himself through his jeans.
“Want some help?” Tetsutetsu offered, as he reached over to slide his zip down.
“Last time you ‘helped’ fluff me, I came off camera because you /deepthroated/ me like a shit head, and we had to use fake come for your creampie.” Shinsou growled and grabbed Tetsu’s wrist.
T simply snorted a laugh and tried to kiss him again, getting a palm to the cheek instead as Shinsou pushed him away, trying to carry on watching the porn in his other hand.
They both looked over when they heard Denki gasp quietly as he eased his own plug from himself.
T handed him a sex toy cleaning wipe. “Cute, I like the little yellow gem, it matches your hair and eyes.” He commented with a smile, before leaning to grab the lube and hand it to Shinsou.
Shinsou popped the button on his jeans and opened them, pushing his boxers down a little as he pulled out his cock.
“You gotta be like eight and a half inches.” Denki said as he moved to the sofa and sat down between them, watching Shinsou roll the condom over his cock and lube himself up with a sharp breath in through his teeth.
Shinsou flashed a lopsided grin and smoothed his free hand along the shaved side of his undercut, clearly pleased that he’d noticed.
“Yeah, ‘bout that. Wanna hop on?” He leaned back and gestured to his cock, as Tetsutetsu watched them with an unmistakably hungry look in his eyes.
Oh yeah, Denki was /definitely/ gonna get eaten alive by these two.
Oh yeah, Denki was /definitely/ gonna get eaten alive by these two.
He shifted and stood for a moment, before lowering himself back down with his back to Shinsou’s front, shins pressing into leather as he adjusted himself with a slightly nervous chuckle. “The first time I take a real dick, and it’s prep for /another dick/. What is my life?”
Both Shinsou and T laughed lightly, before gentle fingers held his hips and guided him, until he felt the slicked tip of a hard cock press against his hole.
Denki’s mouth fell open as Shinsou pulled him down slowly, pressing on his hips until the head popped inside. It was /warm/, even with the condom on. But wait, wasn’t he supposed to be taking their loads anyway?
“Uh, why the condom if I’m getting creamed later anyway?” He asked, but drew in a sharp breath as another inch sank inside him.
There was a muffled groan behind Denki, before Shinsou’s forehead dropped to his shoulder, as one of his arms snaked around his waist to pull him closer.
“Because if you’re gonna sit on my dick for however long before we even fuck, I’m gonna need to /not/ feel exactly how fucking good you are inside, or I’ll be too tempted to fuck you now.”
His voice was a low, almost breathless growl, as he shifted and pushed Denki down once again, rolling his hips a little to work his full length inside slowly.
Denki jerked at the sudden grinding thrust, thick cock practically jabbing directly into his prostate.
A loud, surprised moan burst from him as his insides tensed reflexively and his head dropped back. Shinsou cursed when his own hips rocked up at the sensation, before he caught himself and froze, staying perfectly still until Denki relaxed around him.
“You good?” He asked, reaching down past Denki’s now very hard cock to feel between his legs, before asking his boyfriend for more lube.
“Y-yeah. Your dick is a lot warmer and -I don’t really know how to describe it- than a strap-on.” He explained a little breathlessly.
His cheeks flooded with heat at the absent, reassuring kiss to the back of his shoulder he received, before T was leaning over them, fingers covered in white cum lube as he reached between them.
Denki felt himself being pulled back against Shinsou’s chest to press flush against his dark blue button down, as T eased his thighs even further apart, before slick fingers practically slathered his rim with lube, pressing to test the stretch as he tried not to roll his hips.
Tetsutetsu shushed him gently, before reaching back and one handedly dragging his grey muscle-tee off. He shook it out, before laying it over Denki’s crotch to preserve his modesty, then leaned back with a sharp toothed grin.
“And now we wait a bit. I told the crew to leave us to it, but just in case. You good there Hitoshi? Cock nice and warm?” He asked teasingly, and Denki genuinely /felt/ Shinsou grin against his shoulder.
“/Toasty/.” He replied smugly. “He’s still so fucking tight though, feels like my cock is being choked. It’s already hard not to fuck up into him.”
Denki felt his cock twitch at the way he was being spoken about like he wasn’t there, muscles clenching as he fought an aroused groan.
Shinsou hissed in a sharp breath through his teeth and the cock inside Denki pulsated a couple of times, before he planted a light smack on his now covered thigh. “Oi. Stop that, or I’ll end up fucking you.” He admonished, tone firm.
And honestly? That just made it worse. Denki couldn’t stop his mind from completely focusing on the hot cock inside him, the muscular body at his back, the slow breaths tickling his neck.
Tetsu bustled around doing a couple of things for the next almost ten minutes, shirtless and ripped, while Shinsou played a game on his phone, and rubbed calming circles into Denki’s hips, his cock twitching inside him occasionally.
And every surprise jerk of Shinsou’s cock inside him had Denki struggling not to roll his hips back. It was so hard to concentrate on literally anything other than his own still aching cock. He wanted to move a little.
/Just a little/...
/Just a little/...
Shinsou moaned, dropping his phone when Denki shifted, grinding down and back, making sure all of that amazing cock was buried /deep/, where he needed it.
The gentle hand at his hip became a vice as Shinsou snapped his hips up in response, punching the breath from Denki’s lungs.
The other hand gripped the back of his neck as Shin pulled out halfway, and then /ground/ back inside, pressing directly into his prostate for a long moment, before sliding all the way back in, right to the hilt, as he held him firmly in place, like he was teaching him a lesson.
Denki’s eyes were wide and shocked at the sudden burst of pleasure, his cock leaking onto the material of Tetsutetsu’s shirt as he panted, suddenly breathless.
“Oh my /god/.” He gasped, fingernails digging into the denim of Shinsou’s black jean clad thigh, as he leaned forward to try and collect himself. He took a few shaky breaths, trying desperately to stop the tensing of his pelvic muscles and abs.
“/I just nearly came/.” He whispered in disbelief, eyes still wide as Tetsutetsu walked over and leaned down to lift his chin gently.
“I told you not to move.” Shinsou said firmly, rubbing at his back a little. “I /told/ him not to move.” He added defensively as Tetsutetsu levelled him with a look of ‘uh huh’ over Denki’s shoulder.
“Sorry. He’s used to me cockwarming him, so that was kind of an automatic response, you okay there, man?” He asked calmly, and Denki nodded, cheeks flushed.
Holy shit, how many times were they gonna make him come this shoot, if Shinsou could do that out of /nowhere/, at the slightest provocation??
“I’m good, maybe a little /too/ good right now. I think I should move up to the xl plug, so I can get my makeup and stuff done.” He managed, less breathlessly this time at least.
“Good idea. I’ll stretch you out a little more, yeah?” T offered with a reassuring smile.
“Yeah. Sounds good to me.” Denki nodded, before taking a shallow breath and swallowing thickly.
“Yeah. Sounds good to me.” Denki nodded, before taking a shallow breath and swallowing thickly.
He didn’t miss the way the tip of Tetsutetsu’s tongue broke the seam of his lips, sweeping to wet them, before he agreed with a smile and grabbed for the lube once more.
But when the hulking giant knelt on the floor in front of them, Denki fought an honest to god whimper, just at the thought that maybe he’d lean in and suck his cock a little.
Fuck, he hadn’t been this desperately horny in a while.
Denki expected T to remove the shirt from his lap, but he simply reached beneath it with two lube soaked fingers a few moments later, as Shinsou spread his legs, taking Denki’s own even wider with the movement.
Both he and Shinsou moaned as Tetsutetsu worked the first finger inside. “This is the last time I cockwarm when I haven’t had sex in almost a week.” +
+ Shinsou groaned against the back of his neck, and Denki nodded his agreement rapidly, despite the fact that it had probably only been three days since he’d last come.
He felt firm thigh muscles flex and tense beneath his own as the tip of a second finger breached him, stretching his hole further than he’d ever done before.
Denki’s head dropped back heavily against Shinsou’s shoulder as he panted and squirmed. He screwed up his face and clenched his jaw as T slid the digits in and out along the length of his boyfriend’s cock, working him open carefully.
His fingers were so fucking /thick/. Thick and perfect, and -oh god- brushing his prostate- his eyes snapped open. “‘/M gonna come/-” he warned on a helpless moan, body already tensing to betray him.
Denki cried out in frustrated disappointment when the fingers inside him froze and Shinsou shoved a hand under T’s shirt to grab the base of his cock firmly.
They both stayed perfectly still as Denki bared his teeth against the almost agonising sensation of the surprise orgasm being snatched out from under him.
He heard Shinsou shushing, and felt Tetsutetsu rubbing his thigh soothingly with his free hand as he made another frustrated sound, before he finally relaxed and slumped back with a heavy breath.
“Shit.” He huffed, before pouting, ass still stuffed, but his two partners purposely still so he could catch his bearings.
“I’m genuinely considering quitting and asking you two to just fuck me right now.” Denki admitted long moments later as he sat up, when he felt both fingers and cock pull from him.
“You’ll get to come soon, don’t worry. Here, think you can put the plug in yourself? It’s pretty big, but we’ve got lots of lube.” T held up the plug and handed it over.
“Yeah, I’ll do it myself. If you guys touch me again, I’ll probably come.”
“Yeah, I’ll do it myself. If you guys touch me again, I’ll probably come.”
Shinsou huffed a short laugh through his nose that tickled the back of his neck, before he stood, Denki still in his arms. He set him down when he yelped a little in surprise, and bent to pick up Tetsutetsu’s shirt from the floor where it had fallen.
He pressed it into Denki’s free hand. “Why don’t you take the rest of your clothes off and put this on for a bit? It’ll be so big on you that you can just step out of the neck later, save ruining your hair and make up, pulling your own shirt over your head.”
Wait, Shinsou wanted him to wear his /boyfriend’s/ shirt?
Why was that both hot and oddly sweet?
Why was that both hot and oddly sweet?
“Sure, uh thanks.” Denki smiled, looking up into mesmerising purple eyes, getting a little lost for a moment, before he shook himself out of it and stepped away to peel off his tight black shirt, that sported a bright yellow resistor symbol across the chest.
He folded it and put it with his other clothes, before tossing the plug to the sofa and pulling Tetsutetsu’s shirt over his head.
It /swamped/ him.
It was like he’d suddenly decided he wanted to wear a circus tent or something. Wait, was that mean? He just meant that T was a genuinely /huge/ guy.
It was like he’d suddenly decided he wanted to wear a circus tent or something. Wait, was that mean? He just meant that T was a genuinely /huge/ guy.
The hem fell to his knees, and the collar slipped off one of his shoulders immediately. It was so baggy on his lithe, toned frame that it made him look even smaller than his five foot six self.
Denki looked down at himself for a long moment, chewing at his bottom lip and suddenly feeling like he wasn’t on a porn set at all. It felt more like he was just casually hooking up with the couple or something.
