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"Tetsu, I'm heading to the bathroom. Be back in like 20."
"Of course. You take a shit every time we come to this shitty bar, I'm starting to think you like the one-ply toilet paper, Eijirou." Tetsutetsu grumbles at his colleague as Kirishima slowly gets to his feet and stretches.
"You're blocking the TV!" Someone calls and Kirishima waves in apology as he puts his arms down. Sometimes he forgot that he was such a big guy, a fact that makes him apologize to several patrons of the bar as he tries to squeeze by.
The bar is small and seedy, nothing good ever comes from it and no one knows it as the place to be on a Friday night. However, it has one feature that keeps Kirishima coming back.
The Glory Hole.
It's not like Kiri can't just hook up with someone to get some relief, despite the extra pounds he put on over the winter he's still hot. Kirishima just wants some hot, quick, no-strings-attached sex. Oral or anal, he could care less. Kiri just wants to nut fast and dash. This glory hole was the best one he'd found in years. Plus it was big enough that he could fit his balls through if he wanted.
"Anyone in?" Kirishima questions as he ducks down and enters the dimly lit bathroom, and another guy nods at him from where he's washing his hands at the sink. Kiri raises an eyebrow but the other man just shakes his head before pointing at the shut door to the bathroom stall closest to the wall.
Good. I don't like sloppy seconds.
Kirishima gives the shorter guy a grin and then remembers that his teeth can be considered... threatening. As expected, the man pales and then scurries out around Kirishima.
Kirishima just shrugs and steps into the empty stall, already opening his pants. As soon as the door closes behind of him, two slim fingers poke through the hole drilled into the stall wall. A condom is held in between them and Kirishima takes it in appreciation.
Then he barks out a laugh.
"Got any others?" Kirishima questions as he hands the condom back and he hears the occupant in the other stall fumbling.
"D-do you not like that brand?" The voice is strained, perhaps in an attempt to mask the true voice, and Kirishima rolls his eyes as he digs in his pocket for his own condom. He knew this would happen.
"The size is too small. ID?" Kirishima usually doesn't ask for ID unless he has doubts about the hook-up's age. Most would simply tape over their face and personal information like their last name and whatnot.
But this... Kid. It's a kid to Kirishima at least, doesn't have anything covered. And what a pretty face it is. Big eyes and long eyelashes. Nice smile. Thick lips. Hair a bit messy. Looks like a decent kid.
Katsuki Bakugou. 20 years old a week ago. 5"6. Blood Type A.
Jesus Christ. I'm a cradle robber now?
"Are you crazy?" Kirishima knocks on the stall wall and hears a clatter in the one next door as the ID is quickly snatched back.
"What did I do?!" The answer is whiny, high-pitched and anxious. This kid shouldn't be here, but Kirishima doesn't care enough to walk away.
"Next time, protect your personal information. I just needed your age." Kirishima is feeling nice enough to warn the kid as he opens the condom and slips it on.
"Can I see your ID?"
"My ID?"
"I just wanna know how old you are... If that's okay?" The kid has a point, but Kirishima still chuckles as he finishes putting on the condom and starts digging for his wallet.
"It's been a long time since someone asked me for ID. I guess they usually peek through the hole. You haven't done it yet. Here you go, kid. Nice and wide age gap, ain't it? 16 years?"
"Oh. Oh."
"Yeah. Oh. You're clean, too?" Kirishima asks as he slowly strokes his erection and prepares to feed it through the hole.
"Yes, sir."
"Calling me sir, now? Cute."
Why am I talking to the kid so much? I'm just here to blow a load and leave.
"What the fuck is this?" Bakugou gasps as Kirishima finally slides himself in, "Is this real?"
"Is what real?? My dick?"
"This is actually your dick? My fingers can barely fit around it." Bakugou squeezes a hand around Kirishima's dick to show his point and Kiri hisses, dick twitching in his grip.
"Well, you just gonna sit there? I don't got all night to hang my dick through a hole." Kirishima rolls his eyes and Bakugou finally starts to jerk him off awkwardly. His hand isn't that slick so most of the slide comes from the condom, but it feels pretty damn good to Kiri right now.
"I can definitely handle this. I'm good, sir."
Before Kirishima can reply, the head of his dick is kissed by thick, soft lips. Kiri groans as Bakugou immediately starts to suckle on his tip, slipping more and more into his hot, wet mouth. It feels amazing.
And then he's gagging.
Already?
"Gah! Ugh, s-sorry. Gimme... A moment." The kid coughs harshly, still stroking with one hand as he tries to catch his breath. Kiri doesn't know if he should be amused or disappointed. Kiri is about to ask a question, but Bakugou is already back to trying again.
This time he spends a few minutes licking and mouthing at the rest of Kiri's cock. Lifting it slightly to run his tongue up under it, curling it around the head and drawing it back into his mouth.
Kiri thinks he's just buying time because, as good as it feels, it seems Kiri's just too big for him. Once again, Bakugou tries to suck Kirishima in slowly, and as soon as he gets 3-4 inches in he chokes, then has to pull back and hack up his lungs.
Kiri loves making guys gag just as much as the next man, but not when they other person clearly doesn't know what they're doing.
"Alright, kid. It's fine to just give up." Kiri tries to step away but Bakugou is still holding him in a tight grip.
"No! I'm gonna do it, I've tried so hard to get here."
"Really? Because you're struggling like you've never sucked a cock before. Why are you at a glory hole with no proper experience?" Kirishima tries to pull his dick back but the kid refuses to let go, finally calming down his breathing.
Is my cock being held hostage right now?
"I haven't. I'm trying my best."
"You haven't? You haven't what, Bakugou?" Kirishima prays that it isn't what he thinks it is.
"Sucked... Cock."
"Dear god, he can't even say it. Can you let go of my precious day-care centre? Him and I need to go."
"No! Sir, please. I want to learn." Bakugou begs as he tightens his grip on Kiri's cock and Kiri flinches.
"Hey! Calm down over there! We can figure something out, but I'm no use to you with a broken tool. So, again, let go of the Satan Sceptre." Kirishima is in disbelief of his current situation, hands against the stall wall as he stares down at his captive erection. All he wanted was a chance to nut.
"Promise? I'm not letting go until you promise."
"I need to promise to let you learn to suck my dick? Jesus, here." Kirishima tugs his car keys out and tosses them under the stall.
"I'm parked out back. Go wait in the car, I need to ditch my friend. It's better to do this literally anywhere other than a glory hole."
"I'm trying not to be seen too much." Bakugou stresses and Kirishima scoffs.
"Yeah, I think I get that. Windows are tinted, just go and wait in the car or give me back my keys and go home." Kirishima sternly orders and Bakugou finally, finally, releases his dick. Kirishima immediately pulls it away and listens to the stall door open and the sink run.
After the door shuts behind the kid, Kirishima finally starts to think again.
What the fuck did I just sign up for?
"Almost lost my manly popsicle." Kirishima sighs as he finally tucks away his erection and heads to wash his hands. Back in the main area of the bar, Tetsutetsu is talking to a pink haired chick and drinking what Kirishima is pretty sure is his beer.
"Bro, I'm heading home." Kirishima butts in on their conversation with a grimace and orders a quick shot.
"So soon? Was it more than you expected?"
"What??"
"Your shit?" Tetsutetsu looks so concerned that Kirishima just sighs and grabs the shot from the bartender. He throws it back and takes a moment to enjoy the burn as it slides down his throat and then he claps his friend on the shoulder.
"I'm going to get my dick sucked, bro. Mirio, Tetsu has my tab covered!"
"I have what? Since when?!"
"Since you drank my only beer that I've ordered. Have a good night, sweetheart." Kirishima winks at the pink-haired lady who smirks at him and then he's pushing through the people milling about. By the time he's back outside, he's secretly hoping the kid would be gone. No such luck, Bakugou is sitting in the car with his hood up and head down.
"You sure you want to leave with a stranger?" Kiri starts the car but makes no motions to leave.
"I was willing to suck your dick in that nasty bathroom. I don't care."
"I figured that much, got a reason why?"
"I'm... Trying to figure out if I'm gay. I'm in an arranged marriage and-"
"Arranged marriage in this day and age? Don't lie to me, kid." Kirishima starts to get pissed and Bakugou pulls off his hood to face him. He looks a bit hurt that Kiri doesn't believe him and his bottom lip juts out in a pout. Kiri tries to pretend that his softening cock doesn't perk up at the look.
"I'm not! I haven't touched a cock before, let alone had sex. I really wanted to experience it and the glory hole was just a dumb idea to stay anonymous. If anyone from the church saw me..."
"Ah, the religious type?"
"I'm not. They sent me to a conversion camp disguised as a church camp a few years ago. So, I really haven't touched anyone else, I was too afraid they'd send me back. Can you help me or not?"
"Never touched anyone else?" Kirishima tests out the phrase on his tongue and feels his dick twitch in interest.
"Not even clothed grinding?"
"Nothing. I'm literally like a pure fucking virgin thanks to my mother. Ca-" Bakugou chokes on Kiri's tongue as he leans over and kisses him deeply. Kiri holds the back of his neck and tilts his chin up with the other hand so he has a better angle to take over the younger man's mouth with his tongue.
"Hmm, not bad." Kiri muses as he pulls away and Bakugou sucks in a gulp of air like a dying man. Kiri glances down and sees the kid's cock straining against his pants, just from a kiss.
"First kiss, too?"
"Uh. Yeah." Bakugou is dazed as he stares at Kiri's mouth and licks his lips looking hungry for another.
This is a bad idea.
Kirishima sighs and finally puts the car in drive, heading to his house.
"I always knew my corruption kink would get me into trouble some day." Kiri laments and Bakugou nods in agreement, still out of it, before doing a double take.
"Your what?"
"Too late, kid. You're mine for the night."