suguru geto

today you’re at suguru’s house. you would think it would go as in a regular normal day, y’know, doing all that people do at sleep overs: playing games, goofing around, whatever the extra bits go into with it. all that stupid and silly stuff — that was part of it of course until you stumbled across suguru’s fleshlight that was in his room since you’re currently in it. of course, you asked about it despite the topic being embarrassing, oblivious to the fact that he would use it or currently using it. your eyes look up, pointing at it with your hands rather than picking it up. “hey, you own one of these?”

“duh. it’s right infront of your face.” which yes, it is but you’re just flabbergasted that it was just on display?? does he not hide it just in-case people come over? your eyes blink twice. “oh, i know it’s just— i didn’t expect you to have it so..open? y’know out?” you try to explain, words stumbling and your eyes divert from the toy.

“you’re staring quite hard at it. wanna use it personally? i don’t mind sharing with a beloved friend.” and there goes that smirk of his, everything is escalating a bit too fast for your own good, it gives you whiplash. you swear of it. did he say YOU use it? oh. yeah, he did. you thought about saying no but who would realistically?

and that’s how it started. now he’s pressing lube on your dick, pouring the substance on you and your now wet dick. you think it’s water based with the way it’s wet — feels different than most. your legs are open and your dick is out, sat on the bed with him behind you; strong body wrapped around you and he begins to line the fleshlight’s hole on your dick and the tip begins to get sucked up by it and holy shit, it’s so wet and tight you’re going crazy just as soon as he puts it on the head. you’re going mad just from it reaching the tip of your penis. “jesus— slow down a bit, i might die before we even start.”

that smile really never leaves, doesn’t it? neither does that sharp good smell of cologne he wears. “what a shame.”