I be bored

You consider the persuasive effects of the alcohol as your reasoning behind why you’re here now, sitting on your best friend’s couch about to get flashed by him AND his friend and your personal plug. 

Gojo Satoru, your best friend since freshmen year of uni, is the full package with his white hair soft to the touch, piercing blue eyes, dashing good looks, dimples, and a body worth melting over.

The glint of the lip ring dangling from his plump, pink bottom lip and a flash of metal on his tongue never fail to make you throb. Not to mention his confident gate around campus, goofy sense of humor, and cockiness that is more attractive than it is annoying. 

You’ve had a crush on him since freshmen year, but often locked it up and threw away the key due to how special your relationship with him. All the times he’s defended you from his stupid frat brothers who talked about wanting to fuck you, his shy, awkward little friend with the big ass glasses and her nose stuck in a book…how could you throw all of that away for these stupid, horny feelings?

And then Eren Yeager showed up, practically serving himself up to you on a silver platter to distract you from Gojo. Eren is not the typical frat boy—he comes with long, flowing black hair, gages, all kinds of piercings (one on his eyebrow, a lip ring, a sinful tongue ring, and supposedly nipple piercings), and tattoos adorning his toned body.

You sit in the basement of Gojo’s frat house with them, the sound of a party going on above your head. You hear the creaking of footsteps and the throb of music drifting through the ceiling, reminding you that anyone could come down here and see these two about to commit to your stupid, drunken dare to them. 

The corners of Gojo’s pink lips curl into a panty-dropping, crooked smile, making his dimples pop. “You lookin’ kinda scared now, mama,” he says, his blue eyes glittering with mirth and tequila. “You good? Need somethin’ more in that cup?”

You look down at the spiked punch in your cup, halfway done, and quickly place it on the coffee table nearby. The lava lamp sitting next to you illuminates your skin, turning it red, purple, and blue, fortunately hiding your flush. “N-No,” you stammer. The last thing you need is something else to make you feel woozier, bolder, and hornier. “M’not scared. Just—”

“Nervous,” Gojo interrupts with a nod. “I can tell. You never done nothin’ like this before, have you?” He crosses his beefy arms over his chest, making you envision yourself stuffing your face between his pecs or being wrapped up in his arms while you’re bouncing on his stiff, fat cock. You try to push the lewd thoughts away. Drunk or not, it’s not appropriate to be thinking about your friend like this!

‘That’s never stopped you before, slut,’ a sly voice in your head hisses at you, referring to all the nights you’ve rubbed your pussy in your dorm at the thought of Gojo…and the tatted, black-haired frat boy standing next to him. 

Eren raises one of his pierced brows. “Really? From the sounds of that dare, coulda sworn you’ve done freaky shit like this before.” His teal eyes slide over to Gojo, curious. “So how do you know?” he wonders. 

Gojo gives you the cocky smirk he’s known for, his dimples popping as he does so. “We been friends since freshmen year! I know this girl more than she knows herself…clearly.” You avert your eyes from him and Eren, staring down at your hands pressed firmly in your lap, your creamy, soft thighs exposed underneath your mini skirt. You paired it with a nice cardigan, but you still feel oh-so exposed.

“Don’t be an ass, Toru,” you grumble. “I was only kidding. You two didn’t have to go along with this if you didn’t want to.” The two frat boys laugh, the sound seductive and dripping with sex. “Nah, I’m straight,” Eren chuckles. “Just depends on whether you want this or not.” He pauses, his teal eyes grazing over you. “I can’t say your boldness wasn’t cute as hell though.” 

His compliment makes your skin burn. Gojo nods, giving you a hooded look that isn’t just from the alcohol or puffing on a blunt with Eren earlier. “Mmm-hmm. That’s why we’re here: to give you what you’re wantin’, baby.” 

“I-I don’t…” You pause, gobsmacked by these two actually being posted up in front of you, no loud noises or miscellaneous convos drifting in the smoky, weed-scented air to distract you.

Both of them hot. Both of them sexy. Both of them being the most popular frat boys on campus for their muscles, good looks, dashing smiles…and supposedly, their big, pretty dicks, stroke game, and wicked skills in the bedroom. 

To be very clear, these are all from rumors and stories you’ve heard on campus—in the back of classrooms; on the quad while you’re reading your book during free periods; in the corner of frat parties that Gojo forces you to come out to. Gossip about Eren’s supposed dick piercing and Gojo’s wicked tongue game. 

None of this is coming from you; you would never try to push the friendship between you, Gojo, and Eren….even though you have fantasized about doing so. How can you not when you’re always subjected to such obscene, lewd gossip and stories of these two putting girls in the mattress? 

Perhaps the stories plus the alcohol and wanting to prove that you aren’t just the “shy girl on campus” led you here now. Pushed you to fix your mouth to say that stupid ass dare moments before when the intoxicating false confidence from your cups of fruity punch spiked with vodka and tequila shots got to you. 

You were sitting on the couch with the two frat boys at one of Gojo’s annual frat parties raged on around you. The music was loud, the sound of Tyler The Creator’s “Sugar On My Tongue” blasting from an Alexa Pro, making your head pound. You were more inclined to go back to your dorm to read and scroll through YouTube instead of watching drunk college kids dry hump and act a fool. 

But secretly, you didn’t want to leave Gojo and Eren hanging. You wanted to spend more time with them, even if you were too shy to ask them to do so outside of studying. The frat boys were just in the middle of a game of “Truth Or Dare” while you watched and observed, giggling through your cup over how idiotic and silly they were. 

“I dare you…to smoke the rest of this blunt down to the nub,” Gojo slurred with a sloppy grin, the tequila shots catching up with him. He sat next to you, manspreading, thighs spread open in his cut-off jeans. You tried not to ogle at his crotch or his big arms bulging out of his muscle tanks that read “Sit Here!” with two arrows pointing up and down. How sleazy. 

Eren lazily looked over at his friend, his teal eyes slightly reddened by the blunt he and Gojo have been passing between each other for the past fifteen minutes…with you squeezed right in between them and trying hard not to explode over it. “Forreal?” He scoffed, taking the tiny, itty bitty piece of blunt from Gojo’s long fingers. “C’mon gimme somethin’ better. Shit, I’ve been smokin’ down to the nub since you were in pampers.” 

You watched him take a drag of the longer blunt he and Gojo were passing, holding it between his long, painted fingers, each ring on his digits glistening and winking seductively at you in the DIY strobe lights. “Prove it then, you cocky bitch,” Gojo snickered, jutting his chin at the bit of blunt between his friend’s black-painted fingers, tattoos inking his knuckles. 

Eren eyed the blue-eyed college boy with a bit of bite in them. Eren Yeager is NOT to be played with. “How you gonna disrespect and it’s my weed you’re smokin’?” he scoffed, referring to the fact that he has been Gojo and your personal plug for a year now since he transferred from Titan University your junior year. 

Everybody goes to Eren for the best weed (and pills, if you’re into that). You always go to him for a little dime piece of weed and he teases you about it, always deciding to answer the door shirtless with a smirk on his face. “Enjoy, smart girl,” he purrs once you get your green and pay him. 

“C’mon, Ren, you don’t wanna refuse my dare in front of the lady, do ya?” Gojo whispered, giving Eren a wink. The two of them gazed over at you sitting between them, practically squeezed between their toned bodies. Never mind that you three were at a party and surrounded by other people on all sides of the couch. You’d been here for over two hours, having been dragged out by Gojo since he was the one throwing it tonight. 

The music was blaring, pounding against your skull, overstimulating you along with the same spiked punch you’d been nursing. AND the fact that you were sitting so close to such attractive men that seem to have such a strong pull on you the way other college boys don’t. Gojo’s citrusy body wash in your nostrils and Eren’s tatted arm roped around the back of the couch near your neck didn’t make your situation any better. 

You made a show of rolling your eyes and nudging Gojo in his side, a little sigh leaving your lips. “Don’t, Satoru,” you sigh, sipping on your punch, becoming dizzier and heavier with each sip. Gojo poked his bottom lip out at you, cocking his head to the side. “You don’t wanna play, Y/N? C’mooon, it’s a party!” 

You squirmed in your seat, hated that he was pressuring you…but then again, one round couldn’t hurt, right? “I don’t wanna do a dare.” Gojo clucked his tongue in disappointment, rolling his blue eyes. “Party pooper.” 

“Then give me a dare,” Eren replied, smoke billowing from his pierced lips as he passed it to Gojo. “Even if it’s a lame one. Can’t be worse than the one your buddy just gave me.” 

The snow-haired frat glared at him, wrapping his thick, pink lips around the blunt, hollowing his cheeks. “Suck my dick.” Eren grinned at him, his smile cocky and secretive. “You wish. Think you’d fall in love with this mouth too much.” 

Gojo scoffed, wiggling his pierced tongue at him. “Like you wouldn’t be obsessed with a tongue like mine.” You pressed your thighs tight together, regretting wearing such a short denim skirt. This was fucking torture!

So what do you fucking do? You make it worse by sipping more of your red cup, letting the vodka settle on your tastebuds and drown out your shy, awkward personality. “All these silly dares you two are doing,” you drunkenly giggled. “I may as well dare you to kiss each other.” 

Suddenly, you paused and clapped an immediate hand on your mouth. The two frat boys stared at you, completely silent, and it made you go hot with embarrassment. “I-I was just joking,” you stammered, your skin crawling with prickles of humiliation.  

“No, you weren’t,” Eren deadpanned, not smiling but his eyes twinkled playfully at you. Gojo laughed, tossing his head back to expose his thick neck and Adam’s Apple. “Daaaamn, that’s kinda freaky, friend!” he cackled. "Whatddya say, Ren? You want a kiss?” He wiggled his brows at Eren and the black-haired frat rolled his eyes. “Fine, but don’t use no tongue.” 

Suddenly, he was leaning in over your lap and so was Gojo, leaving you gobsmacked and shook to the core. “No promises~” Gojo sang before wrapping a hand around the back of Eren’s neck and planting one on him. He did it as if he had kissed Eren plenty of times before, their lips melding into one, one pulling while the other pushed.

You watched them in shock, awe, and arousal, zooming in through your glasses on how their lips danced with one another, the glistening metal of their tongue piercings flashing at you as their tongues slipped into each other’s mouths. You caught the sound of their low moans over the blaring, throbbing music, making something else attached to your body throb. Their hot kiss caught the eyes of some horny college girls who whistled, hollered, and recorded for all of the internet to see, but either cared. 

Finally, the two pulled away, slightly dazed with hooded eyes that they trained on you.

Gojo smirked and passed you the blunt, figuring that you needed it. “How’s that for a dare, huh, mamas?” He purred. Though you didn’t smoke in public, you decided to take a slow hit anyway, letting the weed cloud your senses and make you even dizzier. You sat there, trying to recover, but you felt hot all over. “You good?” Eren asked, looking worried. “You look a little off. You wanna stop?” 

You let him take the blunt from you, knowing that you didn’t need another hit. You felt light and heavy at the same time, everything sounding louder and looking shinier. Your chest felt hot, your nipples were hard, and you could feel that your panties were damp. “I…I don’t…” You paused, your throat dry. You didn’t know what to say or how to answer.

Luckily, you were interrupted by one of the boys’ fans; a blonde chick in a mini dress and high heels who ogled their kiss too. “Hi, Satoru,” she giggled, twirling her hair in her manicured fingers. “You still comin’ over to my dorm tonight? We’re gonna watch Sinners, right?” 

You were so swept up in your own head and new, unwanted physical feelings that you barley missed what the girl said. Gojo leaned in and said something to her under his breath, right near her neck. She grinned and giggled, giving his shoulder a squeeze before she tottered off in her heels. You watched her walk off, your stomach flipping. 

“What a joke,” Eren scoffed. He sat back and watched, thighs spread in his jeans. “You really finna fuck that girl?” Gojo pulled a face like he ate something sour, gulping down the rest of his red solo cup. “Nah…not again anyway. Girl lied there like a dead fish and then had the nerve to mouth about my dick game to her friends.” 

Your ears pricked at this newfound information. “Mm…but stories get around, right? Nothin’ bad about me from what I’ve heard,” Eren chuckled, flashing you both a suggestive smirk. 

This conversation did NOT need to happen. You shouldn’t have said anything more. But dammit, the weed, the drank, and the cologne wafting off of these two idiots’ bodies were turning you into someone else. “M-Me either,” you softly replied. Eren raised a brow at this, swishing his drink around in his cup. “Oh, yeah? So you’ve heard about me?” 

He wasn’t smiling anymore, but his eyes were, so intense and playful. Teasing you so relentlessly. Gojo squeezed in a little tighter into your side, his sweat practically sinking into your skin. “What about me, babes? You never told me none of that!” Eren scoffed, waving him off with a flick of his fingers. “Like your dick is big enough to get people talkin’.” 

Your eyes widened behind your glasses, the dirty words shaking you. You felt like a nun hearing dirty talk for the first time. “And is,” Gojo remarked, tossing his friend a smirk. “Like you haven’t been eyein’ my sweats before. You know what I’m packin’, Yeager.” 

Finally, your eyes traveled lower—lower than they should’ve been—and landed right on their dicks. You didn’t miss their dick prints and you desperately wish you had, but it was impossible to not see the two obvious outlines of their bulges pressing against their pants. “I got another dare,” you blurted before you can stop yourself. They both looked at you, surprised. Eren asked, cocking his head. “Yeah? And what’s that?”

“Yeah, I’m curious,” Gojo agreed, grinning devilishly at you. "Let the vodka talk, shy girl.” 

You felt the forbidden words bubbling up at your throat, pushed by the lust, curiosity, and influence of the weed and the alcohol, and soon, they were out: “I wanna see it.” Gojo blinked at you, confused. “See what?” 

Heat engulfed you, making you feel like you were on fire. What the hell were you doing?! Why were you proposing to see your friend and your plug’s dicks?! ‘Live a little,’ the tiny voice in your head purred. ‘You know you want this.’ You didn’t look at either of them as you uttered your next request. “I mean…I dare you to let me see it. Them. Um…” You paused, blushing hot, wanting to bolt and hide under the couch. 

The silence was thick, filled with the tension of your daring dare. “Wait,” Eren paused. “Are you darin’ us to show you our dicks, shy girl?” His smile was goddamn sinful, filled with all the wickedness of the devil himself. Gojo said nothing, simply watching you.

It didn’t take long for you to break under the pressure. “No!” you giggled, sounding fake and phony even to your own ears. “No way, I-I was just joking! I just wanted to see your faces, like I was serious! U-Uh, just forget what I said and—”

“Alright, I’m down,” Gojo replied. “Can’t refuse a challenge like that, especially one from my best girl.” You gaped at him, seeing his almost lackadaisical expression, like it was nothing that his friend dared him to show her his cock. “W-What?” you gasped. “No, no, you don’t under—“ 

“Fine then,” Eren added, gulping down the rest of his beer and slamming the cup down. “I’m down too. But don’t cry when she thinks my dick is better.” Gojo just laughed, thinking this was the funniest shit ever. “Bitch, please. C’mon, mamas, let’s take this to the basement.” He then took your hand, even as you gulped and gasped like a fish, unable to protest or stop them. 

He then paused, grinning at you. “Unless you’re too scared to see if the stories are true,” he joked. “What’s the harm? I’ve seen your tits before!” And he has…not willingly. He had walked into your dorm one day while you were changing and accidentally saw you putting on your bra. “Red is your color, babes,” he joked before you squeaked and threw a pillow at him. 

You shouldn’t have been doing this. You should’ve found a way to get out of this. But you had bound yourself to this stupid idea…and you weren’t too sure if you wanted to cut the ropes. “Fine,” you determinedly said, standing on wobbly legs. “Just don’t make it weird.” 

Then they swept you away to Gojo’s empty basement where there was nothing but a lava lamp, a foos ball table, a Nintendo Switch, and a door that locked. Here you are now, faced with your own reckless. “So you still want us to fulfill this dare of yours, ma?” Eren asks, looking worried. “Don’t try to lie. Just say how you feel and we’ll be cool with it.” 

Gojo nods, his hand slightly brushing your shoulder, making you burn. “Of course! But we’ve had our little sneaky linkups here an’ there, right, babes?” His blue eyes twinkle with the secret only you two are privy to. You flush at the mention of all those secret meetups where you’d practice kissing. 

You don’t have much experience with guys. Most of them always regard you as the nerdy girl and barely pay attention to you. At the time when you were meeting up with Gojo for “lessons” and study dates, you hadn’t even kissed a guy since high school at prom. 

Wanting to be a “good friend” to you, in the past, Gojo had offered to give you tips on how to kiss a guy…which led to other things. Only dry humping, sloppy make out sessions, and dick stroking through his pants that made you feel hot and wet once you left his frat house. He had touched you a few times, only through your panties, but it was the first time any guy had touched you in such a way.

You liked that feeling—the feeling of being irresistible and wanted. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to feel that again.  “O-Okay,” you softly say. “You can take them out, I guess.” The two smirked down at you, appearing that they already knew that you’d say yes. Cocky bastards. 

And then, with bated breath, you watch as they both go for their pants. Gojo shrugs off his shorts and Eren goes for his belt, the sound of the metal buckle making you bite your lip in anticipation. Their hands went to the waistbands of their boxers and slowly, teasingly, agonizingly, they both reached in and pulled themselves out at the same time.

“Oh, my God,” you silently gasp. 

They are both just as big and thick as the rumors said they are. Each one has a vein trialing from base to tip, pulsation and in need of a long lick. Gojo’s cock is a lot longer and curves upward while Eren has a fat, heavy dick, all girth and thickness that makes you gulp, envisioning it stretching out your holes. And they both have dick piercings. You’ve never been wetter in your life than from seeing the two metal earrings glint against their cock heads.

Gojo smirks, finding your reaction priceless and adorable. “Well? Ya like whatcha see, shy girl?” he jokes. “Be honest or we won’t let you leave this couch.” 

Despite your utter adoration, admiration, and lust over their beautiful cocks, you still rolled your eyes. “Fine; yes,” you scoff, unable to take your eyes off of them. “I like them. You won. Now can you put ‘em away?” 

Gojo cackles, his cock bobbling as he did so. “Awfully feisty for a girl who dared to see her friends’ dicks,” Eren joke, smirking at you, but it isn’t the lighthearted teasing he always does. It is hotter. Molten hot. “Speakin’ of dare, I think it’s your turn again, Satoru.” 

Gojo turns those sinful, blue eyes on you and smiles. Nothing could’ve prepared you for the next words out of his mouth: “I dare you to kiss me.” You gape at him, shaken. “W-What?” 

The snow-haired hottie gives you a look like he wants to fuck you right here, right now on his couch. “You heard me; I didn’t stutter. And I’m not stupid either, girl: I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at me…how shy you get around your good friend…” He flashes you those pearly whites, making your heart stutter and your pussy tighten. You gulp, caught like a deer in headlights. How did he know? Has he always known? “You don’t have to explain. Just know that the feeling is mutual. It has been for years.” 

There is a twinkle of adoration, genuine and sweet, in his eyes that makes you breathless. You gape at him, unsure of if you’re hallucinating or not. You watch as he slowly sits next to you on the couch, his cock still out and hardening before your very eyes. His hand cups your cheek, the pad of this thumb sending sparks trailing down your jaw. “Just kiss me and find out.” 

So you do. His kiss has to be one of the best ones you’ve ever had in your life. It’s a kiss you can only find in Disney movies: magical—it sweeps you right off your feet. And yet it is so sensual and seductive, his lips seducing you with every single slow movement against yours. 

Gojo takes his other hand to cup the other side of your face, holding you in place as his kiss deepens. At some point, you feel his tongue lick tantalizingly at your bottom lip, silently asking for access. You allow it and his tongue swirls with yours, creating sloppy, suckling sounds that make your pussy clench. He tastes of tequila and a hint of beer. Finally, he pulls away, but doesn’t stray too far from your lips. “Mmm, that’s it, pretty,” he murmurs against your lips, his voice low and breathless. “You taste so good. Your lips are so fuckin’ soft.” 

You’re breathing heavy, your mind blank and dizzy from the kiss and the cold bite of his piercing against your hot, wet tongue. Gojo’s eyes suddenly slide over your shoulder and he smirks. 

“Jealous, Ren?” You turn, finding the black-haired frat sitting next to you now, his jaw set tight. “No. You’re just bein’ a greedy motherfucker as usual.” Gojo snickers, still stroking your cheek with his thumb. “Yeah, totally jealous. Truth or dare?” 

You’re so dizzy and disoriented from the kiss that you almost think he’s talking to you. Eren smirks, ever the one for shaking things up. “Truth.” The snow-haired frat grins, pressing another long, deep kiss against your lips as if you can't get enough of your cute little ass. “Do you want my cute ass friend to touch that dick?” 

Eren’s answer is nothing more than a lustful growl: “Fuck yes.” You nearly get whiplash with how fast you turn to look at him. He is already moving in close, a hungered look in his eyes, his cock throbbing in his hand.Reality sinks in and you realize just what the fuck you’re doing. “W-Wait, I don’t…I-I’ve never—”

“Never done this before?” Eren finishes, raising a curious brow. So you never even seen a dick before?” You bite your lip, embarrassed by this fact. “N-No…at least not in real life.” You’re hinting that you’ve watched A TON of porn before, praying for the chance to taste, touch, see, and feel a nice, big, hard dick for yourself. 

Now is your chance. Gojo and Eren are into this little confession, both groaning at the idea of their shy little college nerd being such a secret little slut. “Fuck, that’s cute,” Eren exhales. “Just take it slow, mama. You can’t mess this up.” Slowly, you reach a tentative hand out and wrap it around his cock, earning a low groan of praise in reply. 

Slowly, you begin to stroke him, pumping him up and down, from base to tip. You watch as the handsome, black-haired frat leans his head back, exposing the tattoo on the side of his neck, his teal eyes fluttering shut. “That’s it,” he hisses. 

He feels hot and satiny in your palm, your fingers brushing his public hairs slightly. They match the same fine, black hair at his happy trail, making you want to lick it. You swallow hard, biting your lip as you feel yourself ooze into your panties. “Oooh, he likes that,” Gojo purrs. “And so do I. Fuck, you’re so hot doin’ this for us, baby.” 

One of his big hands move to gently fondle one of your tits over your dress, his tough light but firm. His warm palm and fingers touch every sensitive part of your breasts, even pinching your hardened nipples. A moan escapes your lips, unable to be kept in. You feel his lips at your neck, soft and supple, peppering your skin in hot, wet kisses. “You wanna touch me too? Then say it.” 

Though you’re bursting with need, you still feel shy. Embarrassed to be so slutty…even though you’ve got your hand wrapped around your plug’s dick right now. “Satoru,” you whimper. “I can’t.” Gojo tuts, his fingers pinching your nipples a bit harder, making you whine from the bite of pain mixed with pleasure. “Yes, you can. You had all that mouth before, didn't you?” 

His lips gently suckle on your ear, sending shivers all over you. Eren tuts adoringly at you. 

“Poor baby is so shy. She just needs somethin’ to ease her nerves.” 

He doesn’t make you pause from stroking him; only leaning over to pull at a drawer next to the table. He retrieves a baggie of pre-rolled blunts (done by him judging by the neatness) and a lighter. He gives you a wink before lighting the end of the blunt, making it burn red like a firefly in the night sky. “C’mere,” he murmurs. “Pucker those lips up. I’m gonna shotgun you.” 

You do as he says and pucker your lips up into an O, watching as Eren wraps those lips around the blunt and takes a hit, deeply inhaling. Then he leans in and slowly blows the smoke out into your mouth. Though the smoke stings your eyes, the combination of that and Eren’s indirect kiss makes you dizzy with arousal and relaxation. 

“Nice, right?” Gojo chuckles as you lean back into his chest, feeling heavy and light at the same time. “Now you gonna leave him hangin’ or what?” That’s when you spit into your palm and continue to stroke Eren, making your hold a little firmer as you twist your hand up and down, watching your spit shine on his dick. His handsome face screws up in pleasure at the feeling of your soft, tiny hand on him. “Ooooh, shit,” he hisses. “That feels s-so good!”

He stammers out the praise, overcome from the pleasure you’re giving him. You can hardly focus when Gojo slides his hand along your cheek, turning your head to the side. “Keep kissin’ me. Don’t forget about me, mama.” He swoops in you give a hot, sloppy kiss, your tongues swirling and moans traveling between each other, making your poor kitty throb even more. 

Eren has had enough of your hand though—he wants more of you and forcefully yanks you away from Gojo with a hand on the back of your neck after placing the blunt on an ashtray. “You wouldn’t forget about your favorite plug, would you?” he asks in his airy, seductive voice. You’re surprised you can even speak with how horny you are, feeling like you’re about to burst. “N-No,” you softly moan, his touch making you shudder. 

He is already moving in close, a hungered look in his eyes. “‘Course not,” he exhales before his lips cover yours. While his kiss is still just as intoxicating and swoon-worthy as Gojo’s was, his is also more rougher; wetter. He teases and plays with you, nipping at your bottom lip with his teeth and swirling his tongue around with yours, even sucking on it slightly. It feels oh-so good. You find yourself pumping him more eagerly, making him moan into your mouth. 

“Greedy ass bitch,” Gojo growls. “Stop stealin’ my girl away from me. I want her lips too.” Then it’s right back to Gojo’s lips, soft and succulent, making you wrap a hand around him too. Soon, you’re stroking both of their big cocks, earning low groans and swears out of their soft lips as they indulge in your touch.

You fall deeper and deeper into your lust, succumbing to your sluttiness in one single swoop. Soon, before you realize it, you’re sucking on Gojo’s tongue, hollowing your cheeks as if you’re sucking his dick. “Mmmph!” Gojo moans in surprise. He pulls away, smirking. “You got an oral fixation too?” 

You burn with shame at your brazen, slutty ways. This is so unlike you. This isn’t the you that you are with Gojo or Eren. “Sorry,” you whisper. But he shushes you, his eyes ablaze with lust. “Don’t apologize. Just take responsibility.” You blink at him, confused, slowing down your dual handjob. “What?” you softly ask. 

You suddenly feel him pulse and you see that he is about 100% rock now. Stiff and throbbing.

“O-Oh, fuck. Y-You’re—” 

“Hard as a fuckin’ rock for you,” he purrs, biting his lip. “And I dare you to put your mouth on it.” Eren hums in agreement, throbbing in your palm, lifting his hips to slowly fucking your hand. “Mine too. Can’t leave me out of this. That would be rude.” 

The smirks the two friends wear are sinful. Damn near villainous. “Think you can handle two dicks at the same time, baby?” Gojo asks, moaning slightly at your touch. “I know it’s your first time and all, but those lips are speakin’ to me.” 

Suddenly, in a blink, they are standing up in front of you, forcing you to stare at each of their cocks in your face. Standing at attention. Pulsing. Throbbing. All for you. To your surprise, you find yourself inching closer to the edge of the couch and wrapping your hands around their dicks at the base again with your hands slick with saliva. “Sssssshit,” Eren hisses, the word leaving his mouth in a sharp exhale. “Your hand is so fuckin’ soft, ma, fuck.” 

You begin to pump them both at a rhythmic pace, the sweet, wet, lewd sounds of your wet hands stroking their dicks filling the air. “Fuck,” Gojo groans, lifting his shirt up to expose his abs to you. “I taught you well, babes.” 

“Taught?” Eren parrots, raising his pierced brow at him. Gojo grins mischievously at you, slowly rocking his hips to fuck your fist. “Poor honey didn’t know much about shit like this till I let her feel me up. This is the first time she’s seen it though.” 

“Stop, Toru,” you whimper, biting your lush bottom lip. “It’s embarrassing.” Even as you gush at the memory of you palming his dick in his sweats and boxers during your “study sessions”. Gojo coos at you, using his thumb to wipe at your bottom lip—you’ve begun to drool, you realize. “Aww, baby, don’t be!” he coos. “Eren doesn’t care. He thinks it’s hot.” 

Sure enough, Eren is giving you a look like he wants to split you open and drill your shit till you squirt all over him. “So you never sucked one before?” You don’t answer at first, too embarrassed. 

“We didn’t get that far,” Gojo replies for you. “But I-I’ve practiced,” you admit, fueled with the need to please them. The frat brothers look between each other curiously. “On what?” Gojo snickers. “Like bananas?” Yes…and cucumbers. But you won’t say all of that. 

“I-I have a…toy,” you defeatedly confess, heat traveling to your face. You feel the two big cocks in your palms pulsate, throbbing in your fingers. Gojo groans in arousal at the idea of you sucking on a toy, wrapping your lush lips around it and sliding it down your throat. “God, that’s hot! Hope it’s just as big as me.” 

“And me,” Eren chimes in. “But you can go slow as you want. There’s no rush.” His hand finds your hair, his black, glistening fingernails entangled as he strokes your scalp. Gojo nods, taking his cock and gently tapping it against your bottom lip. Plap-plap-plap. “Yeah, mamas, you’re so good already. It’s just that mouth of yours is drivin’ me crazy…” 

You feel like the sexiest bitch alive with the way they stare at you, desperate and lustful. “B-But what if someone comes down here?” you whisper, fear still nibbling at your arousal. 

But Gojo just laughs, completely aloof to your paranoia. “Eren will handle that. This motherfucker is scary as hell when he wants to be.” Oh, you know. The first time Gojo introduced you to him trying to get you weed to “ease your nerves” before exam week, you were terrified of Eren. Of his gages, tattoos, and resting bitch face as he met you at the door completely shirtless and looking irritated that he was interrupted. 

But after some time of getting to know him, your crush for him bloomed the same way it did for Gojo. And now here you are, staring at his throbbing, pierced dick and then into his teal eyes, so deep and serene like an ocean, when he requests it. “Eyes up here, mama,” he murmurs. “I dare you to suck my cock.” His dirty request sends a delicious shiver through your spine. 

“Yours?” Gojo scoffs. But your mouth is already wrapping around Eren’s dick, the eager, needy girl in you finally released. “Whoops,” he breathlessly chuckles. “Guess the—oh, shit—dick piercin’ did it for her. Fuck, that’s it….” 

You clamp your lips around him, causing a long sigh to leave his lips and his head to roll back, exposing his neck that you ache to kiss and lick on. You continue to bob your head along his long dick, soon becoming used to his girth. Eren groans, his face screwed in ecstasy, his hand gripping your hair a little tight now. “That’s a good girl,” he moans, his fingers tangled in your hair. “Take me a lil’ deeper now. Just like…oh, fuck, like that!”

His moans are loud and brazen as his cock slides deeper down your throat, filling it up. The sounds that leave your throat are sloppy and lewd, making your pussy throb and cream in your panties. After throating him a bit, you slide your mouth off of Eren for a chance to breathe. Your hot, wet tongue swirls along the head, lapping up the pre-cum that dribbles out for you, even playing with his dick piercing with the tip of your tongue. 

Gojo stares down at you as you blow his friend, his blue eyes dark and face flushed with pleasure. “Fuck,” he whimpers, his cock nearly exploding in your hand, filled with unshed spunk. “Can you suck me off like that too, pretty?” 

Eren glares at him, cheeks flushed and eyes slits. “Uh-uh. You didn’t dare her.” The white-haired frat rolls his eyes, fed up with this game. “Then I dare her to suck me off,” he growls. “C’mere, gorgeous. Bring that mouth over here.” He crooks a finger at you and you are helpless to resist. 

Gojo grabs his dick and holds it in front of you, his eyes dark with lust and need. "Stick your tongue out,” he breathlessly orders. You do so and he begins to tap his head against your tongue before sliding himself in your mouth. Your mouth and jaw stretch to accommodate his size, but he’s so damn BIG. You wonder briefly how he’ll even fit inside of you. 

Perhaps he’ll make himself fit the way he does your throat as he slides deeper and deeper, each inch opening up your throat more. “Deeper, mama,” he grunts. “Take me deeper!" He gives you no choice but to do so, even though your nostrils burn from inhaling and exhaling too hard to avoid choking on his dick. You can’t help but gag on it as he begins to fuck your throat, using it to stroke himself. 

He isn’t a quiet guy either—he whimpers and moans at how you feel, his bottom lip trembling and blue eyes turning into hooded slits as he watches your mouth stretch around him. Soon, he lets you breathe and you begin to lick him up like a lollipop, his own slutty moans like a drug. “S’good, Toru?” you slur, drunk off of his taste. His scent. His sounds. 

You stare up at him through your glasses, albeit through foggy lens. “God, yes!” he groans. “You’re so good for me, baby! You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth!” He pauses, wrapping a big hand around his dick and pumping it in your face. “Stick your tongue out f’me, babe.” 

You do it, letting him slap his big cock on your wet tongue. Plap-plap-plap. “That feel good?” he asks, a teasing smile on his face. Your close your eyes, nodding, enjoying being used in such a way.

“I’m standin’ here too,” Eren says, his voice buttery smooth and thick with lust. “You can take us both, can’t you, mama?” His cock pulses in your hand, desperate to be back in your mouth. Gojo chuckles sexily, the sound traveling straight to your cunt. “I’m sure she can. A girl this smart can figure it out.” 

And you do. You find a rhythm between them; a pattern. After ten seconds of gagging, slobbering, and sucking on one dick, you switch to the other, doing the same. You eagerly blow both of the college frats, spit dripping down their shafts and over their balls, relishing their taste and moans drifting through the thick, sex-and-marijuana scented air. 

Then you feel Gojo’s long digits caressing you through your panties under your skirt, your thighs split open to invite him in. “You like that?” Gojo teases, noticing how your thighs clamp around his hand to keep him there. “Dare me to go underneath?” His eyes shine with mirth, toying with you. Eren manages to spare your mouth long enough from fucking it to let you speak. 

“S-Sure,” you softly stammer. “You can go under…if you want to.” 

Really, you want to scream at him to pretty please touch your pussy. But that’s too forward, you think. “We both want to, baby,” he purrs. “But I was here first. You just worry ‘bout suckin’ off our friend while I take care of you here…” 

They coax you into all fours so Gojo can get behind you, his fingers stroking your pussy and clit. The little pulses and semi-circles have you seeing stars and your eyes flutter closed to see more.

“Shit, you’re wet!” Gojo gasps, ogling at the way your pussy glistens. You whimper around 

Eren’s dick in your mouth, sucking as Gojo strokes you under your skin, your panties abandoned. 

“Goddamn,” Eren hisses, staring at Gojo’s fingers shining with your wetness. “That ain’t take long.” He says it so teasingly that you flush with embarrassment. “S’embarrassing,” you croak through a mouthful of spit and dick. Eren shushes you, stroking your scalp. “Don’t be embarrassed. That shit is so fuckin’ hot. We love needy girls.” 

He then proceeds to fuck your mouth while Gojo continues to stroke your pussy, pausing to lick his forefinger and slide it up inside of you. “Ah!” you gasp, pleasure exploding through your body. Gojo grins, jerking his cock while he slowly fingers you. “Feels good?” he asks. Good isn’t even a word you’d use to describe how it feels to be finger-fucked by him. “Y-Yeah!” you gasp out. “T-Toru, your fingers…oh, fuck yes!” 

“She’s even cuter when she cusses,” Eren growls, pumping his cock at the sight of you. You find yourself latching your mouth onto him again, taking him in your mouth. You drool and slobber all over him, turning into nothing more than a cockslut as you gag on him. “S-Shit, mama!” he groans, tilting his head back. “This is your first time, right? How are you this fuckin’ good, hm?” 

Gojo grins from behind you, cocky fucker he is. “Guess she just needed a little persuasion.” He peers down at you and your perfect, supple ass peeking out of your skirt as his finger plunges in and out of your soft, velvety, puffy pussy. “Ain’t that right, beauty?” 

SPANK! 

His hand comes down hard on your asscheek, making it deliciously sting. “Oh!” you gasp around Eren’s cock. Gojo cackles, enjoying that recoil and your cute little reaction. “You want another?” he teases. “Say it to me. Tell me what you want.” When he tosses in the finger fuck plus clit rubbing combo, how can you say no? “Please, Toru,” you whimper. “Spank me again.”

SPANK!

Gojo sends another harsh smack against your asscheeks, alternating between each one. “God, this fuckin’ ass!” he groans, pausing to jiggle and fondle one of your asscheeks to his heart’s content. “Been wantin’ to get my hands back on it for months, but you keep playin’ with me.” 

SPANK!

“You ain’t hittin’ hard enough,” Eren mutters. “Lemme show you how you do it.” Though you are whimpering and trembling at the intense stinging, Eren doesn’t think it’s enough and brings his hand up with every intention of smacking that ass till there is a handprint. "Brace yourself, mama.” 

SPANK!

This one hurts a lot more, making you yelp in pain. “Ah!” you gasp, tears springing into your eyes. Though it hurts, Gojo knows it also turns you on, making your pussy tighter and wetter. “Oooh, she liked that,” he chuckles. “That pussy just gushed all over my fingers!” He begins to toy with your soddened pussy lips, fat and glistening, gently stroking each one. 

Eren grows tired of your mouth all of the sudden and leaves his post to get next to his friend perched behind your ass. “Put your mouth on her then, and scoot over. I wanna taste her too.” 

Your heart pounds at the mention of getting your pussy eaten by your crushes, but Gojo doesn’t make a move at first. Instead, he pauses, thoughtfully stroking your ass. “Can we taste your pussy, baby?” he asks in his hushed, seductive voice. “Dare us to do that?” 

You’ve never wanted anything more (other than them). So you turn to look at them with those needy, sexy puppy dog eyes behind your spectacles. “Yes,” you whimper. “Taste me. Please.” 

Unbeknownst to you, you’re making the two frat boys fall deeper for you.

Soon, you have two tongues caressing your pussy at the same time, your thighs spread wide on the couch. You moan, whimper, and whine on the couch as the two share your pussy, the cool metal of their tongue piercings sliding across your molten, wet cunt and clit, their moans hot and breathy. 

Gojo’s tongue sliding inside of your pussy nearly makes you cum right there as he begins to work your little, wet hole. “F-Fuck!” you whine, only growing louder as Eren licks and kisses your ass, nibbling on it a bit. 

He pulls away a bit to speak, his lips glistening from your wetness. “You’re so tight, y’know. All we’re doin’ is just tonguefuckin’ you and you’re clenchin’ around us. Wonder how’d you feel with my dick in you.” You wonder it too, your stomach flipping at the prospect of finding out.

“I bet you’ve been feenin’ for this, haven’t you?” Gojo chuckles deviously into your pussy. “I bet the thought of havin’ the both of us has made you wet, right?” You practically scream as Gojo begins to fuck you with his finger while Eren sucks on your clit, slowly but effectively bringing you closer to the brink of madness as he strokes your G-spot. Eren is a certified munch, sloppily sucking on your clit as he strokes your ass, his fingers dangerously close to your asshole. 

SWAT!

“Ah, fuck!” you gasp, jumping when you feel a sharp palm on your pussy. “Eren, don’t!” The black-haired frat smirks against your ass, his mouth being replaced by Gojo’s eager mouth. “Don’t what? Spank that pussy? You gettin’ close?” 

SWAT!

He does it again, the sharp smack sending you into a frenzy. Your eyes roll back and your body shakes, your arch nearly failing you. “Y-Yeah!” you stammer. “I-I’m so close! Wait, I m-might squirt!” You can feel it building up inside of you, threatening to pop like a soda can. 

“Then do it, da fuck?” Eren growls, aggressive yet eager, pausing to frantically rub at your clit with his thumb. Gojo is a lot more needy, begging you to cum for him as his finger strokes you from the inside. “Squirt for the both of us, baby,” he pleads. “Please. Get it all in my mouth!”  

You have no choice but to do so, moaning out loud as you spray all in Gojo and Eren’s mouths. The two young men moan in satisfaction as they taste you, moaning at your sweet cum tantalizing their tastebuds like it’s sugar. Your body bucks and writhes, hips grinding and winding in the air until you’re all drained out from the source. 

Eren sits back with a sigh, palming your ass. “What a little closet perv. Loves gettin’ spanked and suckin’ dick.” You don’t even have the energy to shy away from his lustful stare or his degrading words. You are a little closet perv. A cum slut. A needy girl who wants to be fucked and used by her crushes. 

“I wanna see these so bad,” Gojo groans, reaching underneath you to toy with your drooping tits out of your top. “You’ve seen our cocks, babe. You wanna see the rest of us?” You nod, unable to speak while he is busy pinching your nipples. “Then dare us,” he orders, his tone dripping with lust. 

Slowly, you sit back on your knees and face the two big-dicked college studs, feening like an addict for more. Your shyness is gone, replaced with nothing but a bold, sexy confidence. “I dare you to take off your clothes,” you hear yourself exhale. The two smirk at you, on the same time of time you are. “Sure thing, cutie,” Gojo chortles. 

Then you’re staring at the both of them in all their glory. All big muscles and tan skin adorned in tattoos; big pectorals; washboard abs; biceps and thighs that could break necks and crush watermelons. Your eyes roam over each vein trailing up their calves and arms, catching the glint of Gojo’s nipple piercings and Eren’s lipstick tattoo inked on the narrow line of his left hipbone. “Oh, my God,” you whisper. 

Gojo chuckles, even flexing for you, making his biceps bulge even more. “Thanks, baby. Right back atcha…but I think you’d look better without clothes.” He tugs your top down more, letting the straps hang off of your shoulders. “Get naked,” Eren bluntly demands. “I need that shit offa you now.” 

His tone is assertive and rough, making your pussy gush; you have to clench your thighs together to avoid staining the couch. “So bossy, ain’t he?” Gojo cackles as Eren reaches for you. 

Your tiny top comes off, tossed away on the floor, and then your skirt comes next as Eren yanks it down your soft, coconut-scented legs. They leave your kitten heels on, especially since Gojo likes the way they look with your painted, bubblegum-pink toenails. “Goddamn,” Eren hisses while Gojo whistles at the sight of your naked body. Both reactions make you flush, a newfound confidence flowing through your core. 

Gojo sits down next to you and takes your hand, sliding it down his chest like he’s working for a tip at the strip club. “C’mon, gorgeous, touch me,” he beckons. “Put those pretty fuckin’ hands on me. I know ya want to~”

You can’t help it—you are attracted to their bodies like a moth to two burning hot flames. You stroke their bodies, indulging in all they have to offer. Their laughter is teasing and sultry as they watch you squeeze their arms and glide your fingertips over their abs, even kissing their muscles for them. “Someone’s eager,” Gojo teasingly whispers, softly groaning as you kiss his neck while your fingers drag over his abs and happy trail. 

“I can’t help it,” you softly whine. “You two are so fuckin’ hot.” You feel yourself growing wetter than a puddle from just their big, muscular bodies alone…but also because Eren has decided to rub your pussy while you indulge in your muscle fantasy. 

Gojo coos, eyes rolling back at how fucking cute you are. “So polite. So fuckin’ sweet. She needs a reward, doesn’t she, Ren?” The long-haired frat nods from behind you, sharing in Eren’s smirk. “Mmm-hmm,” he agrees. 

Gojo then turns those ocean blue eyes on you, his hands gliding over your chest to squeeze and fondle your tits. “So what do you dare us to do next, baby? You can pick either me or him.”

You know what that means…or you’re hoping that it means what you think it does. You are trembling with need, hot with arousal. You can’t leave her until you’re fucked out of your mind by these two! And you don’t care how they’ll make themselves fit. You believe you’re wet enough to take either one of them on this couch, the party and guests be damned. 

So you stare up into Gojo’s alluring eyes through your lashes, slutty as can be. “Toru?” you softly coo. He smiles at you, his hand cupping your cheek. “Yes, baby?” he replies as his thumb runs over your bottom lip. You pause, kissing it, fire exploding in your belly. “I dare you to fuck me,” you utter. 

Gojo doesn’t need any more confirmation, already reaching for a condom in the drawer next to him. “You ever do this before?” Eren curiously asks. “Fuck somebody?” You turn to him, flushing hot. “Yeah, b-but…you both are my biggest ones.” 

The two struggle not to grin at your admission as Gojo coaxes you to get in doggy. His favorite position. Gently, he strokes your back and kisses your neck, although you can feel his dick pulsing and throbbing with need against your entrance. Plap-plap-plap goes his wet cock as he slaps it lightly against your clit, making you moan. “I’ll do it real slow, okay, baby?” he whispers. You nod, biting your lip as you feel his head press in while Eren kneels in front of you, needing your mouth again.

You feel Gojo slide himself inside just as Eren begins to kiss you, sucking on your tongue as he does so. His teal eyes glimmer down at you as he strokes his cock in your face. “Open wide, mama,” he coos, and you do so, looking up at him as you obediently widen your jaw to accommodate his size. 

Speaking of accommodating size, your pussy is busy doing the same thing to Gojo’s cock that has just begun to slide the rest of his inches inside of you, slow and careful. You tense slightly as his thick, long cock stretches out your pussy. You can’t remember when you had a dick this well-endowed. Gojo’s hands stroke your sides, easing your nerves. “Oh!” you gasp, your glasses foggy from the sex thick air. “Toru, y-you’re so…you’re stretching me!” 

Gojo shushes you, his hands gripping your hips to pull you back against him. “S’okay, baby. You’re doin’ so well for me.” He continues to slowly pump himself in and out of you, groaning at the way his cock looks sinking between your fat, dripping wet pussy lips. Soon, he bottoms out and as soon as he does, you’re both moaning at the feeling of his cock stroking your insides. “Just as I thought,” he grunts. “You feel like fuckin’ heaven.”

He can no longer do the slow and gentle shit, so he grabs your hips and proceeds to pound into you, giving you the big cock you crave. You can’t even describe how he feels. His dick stretches out your cunt and strokes every single pleasurable part of your insides that have your legs shaking and body trembling. The more he thrusts, the more he rubs up against your G-spot, almost painfully so. It’s just too much! “That’s a good girl,” Gojo moans. “So f-fuckin’ good, fuck me!” 

But Gojo holds you firmly by your hips, completely bottomed out inside of you and rearranging your guts with every single thrust. He yanks you flush against him, giving your ass a smack. “Uh-uh, baby; don’t run for me. You begged me for this shit and now you’re gonna take it.” He chuckles at your whines of protest and trembling body, making you feel even more like a pathetic slut. 

You can only moan and whimper as you drool around Eren’s big dick down your throat sobbing with your spit and his pre-cum. He relishes the way you swallow him whole, no doubt your tight throat matching the tight pussy that Gojo is groaning and whining about as he fucks it. “Such a good little slut for us,” Eren mutters. “Takin’ all that big dick so well.” 

Gojo decides to challenge that, his thrusts growing sharper and more rhythmic, causing a clap-clap-clap sound of skin against skin to fill the air, mingling with your joined moans and the throbbing bass of the music upstairs. You want to escape from the constant stimulation, but the way he continues to beat your pussy into submission and drag you closer to your second orgasm are too delicious. 

And he’s so, so deep! The more he thrusts, the deeper he gets until he is very nearly kissing your cervix. You can feel all of him; he’s damn near in your stomach. Eren slips his cock out of your mouth to hear your pretty voice aloud, furiously fisting his cock as you moan, whine, and sob in pleasure from Gojo’s heavy balls slapping rhythmically against your clit.

“O-Oh, f-fu-u-uck!” you moan aloud as your friend pounds your pussy like his life depends on it. “Yes, Toru, yes!” you slur. “S’sooo good! Your dick f-feels so…oh, shit, right there!” 

“Right here?” Gojo grunts, sweat dripping down his handsome, flushed face. He puts his foot up on the couch and angles his hips juuuust right to nail your G-spot dead on, making your eyes roll back and your glasses fall down your nose, crooked. “Right there, slutty girl? Is that good for my baby?” 

You can’t give him a verbal answer. All you can do is moan, sob, cry, and whimper on his dick as he uses it to stretch, massage, and pound your wet pussy into the couch while Eren slowly pumps his dick in your face. You stare up at him, drool dribbling from your plump bottom lip.

“What, mama?” he coos. “Ya want this?” He taps his dick head against your bottom lip, coating it in your spit.

“Ren,” you whimper. “Please lemme…” You trail off as you wrap your mouth around his dick with no hands, swallowing him whole. 

Gojo begins to piston his hips inside of you at the same time as Eren. They each match the same pace and pattern, rutting in and out of your holes until your eyes are wet with tears and your body is aching for release. They fill you to the brim with their cocks, using your body for their own pleasure while also giving you yours. “Ooooh, shit, she’s suckin’ harder!” Eren groans, his teal eyes lust blown. “Jesus, Gojo, what are you doin’ back there?” 

“It’s these arms,” Gojo cackles, using nothing but his hips to fuck you as he lifts his arms to flex for his friend. “She loves bein’ wrapped up in ‘em…bet she’ll like this too!” 

And suddenly, you feel his arm lock around your neck and squeeze your head slightly, putting you in a light headlock as he continues to fuck you in doggy style. Your mouth falls open on slutty moans as you bounce back onto his cock, your ass and tits bouncing in time with his rough pounding. “Is that good, baby?” he loudly moans. “Huh? Ya like gettin’ fucked in a headlock, don’t you? You love bein’ my fuckin’ party slut!” 

You do. You love it so much. You love Gojo fucking your pussy in a headlock. You love Eren using your throat to fuck himself like a fleshlight. You love it all. And soon, you can’t take much more anymore. “I-I’m gonna cum!” you slur around Eren’s cock, spit bubbles forming at the corners of your mouth as you speak. 

“Do it, baby,” Gojo groans, panting and whimpering in your ear as your pussy squeezes him tighter. “F-F-Fuck, I’mma cum too! You’re gonna make me explode, baby, fuck yes!” 

He goes harder, faster, drilling your shit like it’s his. “So you dare me to cum, mama?” he grunts, one hand replacing his arm to squeeze your throat. “Is that it? You want your favorite frat boy to spray all over this perfect ass and make that pussy cum for him?” 

“Y-e-e-es!” you hiccup between thrusts, falling deeper and deeper into euphoria as your pussy quivers with need. “Please, Toru, I need to…I’m gonna…I’m cumming!” Your body shakes and quakes as you cream all around Gojo’s fat dick, coating in your juices. Gojo chases his nut inside of you, gripping you tight and pounding your cut with abandon, his moans growing louder and porn-ier. 

Finally, he pulls out and begins fucking his fist, panting at the sight of your pussy wet from your cum and looking so open from his dick fucking it.Then you feel warm droplets of his spunk fly onto your ass, coating your cheeks in them. Gojo whines out your name as he cums, spraying you in his spunk, making you smell like him as soon as the creamy, white substance hits your skin. 

But even during your “recovery session” where you pant and sweat, trying to catch your breath, Eren doesn’t allow it. “Not just yet, mama,” he chuckles. “You got me to deal with too.” 

Your eyes widen, your fucked-out mind almost forgetting about the second big dick you need to take tonight. He lays you back and forces your legs straight up in the air. “Don’t need these no more!” Gojo laughs, taking your glasses and placing them aside. “Can’t let ‘em break.”

He then tosses Eren a condom and you watch the teal-eyed plug tear it open with his teeth before rolling it down his hard length. He gives you a wicked smirk before rubbing his dick over your sensitive pussy and sliding in slow, your legs wrapped in his tatted arms. “Shit!” you moan at the same time as Eren who wordlessly sighs as he sinks into your pussy.

Your body bounces from the force of Eren’s thrusts, your tits jiggling and ass slapping against his thighs in time with his thrusts. He is just as good of a fuck as Gojo is, his stroke game making your eyes roll back and your entire body tremble. “S-Shit, Ren,” you keen. “You’re so good!” 

“Yeah?” Eren teases, black strands of his hair hanging in your face as he fucks you stupid. “Just what you needed, right?” He begins to press kisses to your ankle and toes, even sucking on the painted digits as he fills you up with his big dick over and over again, making you dizzy and delirious from it. 

You know that this kind of fucking won’t make you last long. Either of you. You can tell he is close to his orgasm with how forceful his thrusts become—Eren grips your thighs with a possessive roughness that may cause bruises, his grunts growing louder and more intense the more his heavy dick fills you, his dick piercing kissing your G-spot. 

You’re not too far behind—you can feel your own orgasm quickly rising to the surface, your core beginning to distractedly tighten. Gojo notices your shift in body chemistry and loops a hand between your thighs to rub your wet, aching clit as Eren continues to fuck your brain out of your skull. You scream as you clench around Eren’s cock, sobbing at the pleasure. 

“You’re close too, aren’t you, mama?” Eren asks, his handsome features flushed and slick with sweat. “I can feel that body shaking. I should speed up, shouldn’t I?” He does so, slamming his hips against you so hard that his balls begin to slap agains your ass, his cock hammering into you. 

“C’mon now, baby,” Gojo coos, frantically rubbing your clit to take you to the end. “Just let go for us. Be our little slut tonight.” 

You are a greedy girl because that second orgasm begins to rise within you with every thrust of Eren’s cock and pulse of Gojo’s fingers against your clit. That chord begins to tighten again, threatening to snap very soon. “Eren, please!” you whine into the air, your back damn near about to snap as it arches off of the couch. Your eyes screw tight and your brows knit together, no doubt giving a crazy look. 

He dips down to press his lips to your ear, gripping your hair as he does. “You wanna take this next load like a good lil’ cum slut? You wanna make us happy, right?” You whine desperately, wanting nothing more than to just cum and have him cum too.

“Please,” you whimper. “Please cum for me! Let me cum for you, Ren!” Your soft, sweet voice is all it takes for Eren to lose the last bit of his self restraint. 

"So fuckin' cute," both he and Gojo groan before they both lean down and give you a three way kiss. Sloppy, hot, and possessive, their moans traveling into your mouth, their pierced tongues tickling yours.

After a few more rough thrusts that have your body shaking and your soul nearly being stripped from your body, your plug finally reaches his breaking point. Eren pulls out and rips off the condom before cumming all over your titties, so much that you can feel it dripping down your stomach. “Take it!” he demands in a dangerous growl that makes your stomach flip. “Take all of me, baby!” 

And you do. You don’t have a choice. At the same time, with Gojo’s rubbing, your orgasm hits ripples through you and hits you like a truck, slamming into you with enough force to have you sobbing. You open-mouth moan, drool dripping from your sides of your mouth, but you don’t care. You’re far too deep to even be aware of what’s going on besides pleasure. 

“Oh, my God!” you moan to the heavens, head tilted back and eyes squeezed tight as your orgasm washes over you. “I’m cumming!” you babble. “I’m cumming!” 

“Yes, baby, we know,” Gojo chuckles, gently stroking your face. He then cackles at your expression. “Look at those pretty eyes rollin’ back. Such a slutty face you’ve got there, babe.” He squeezes your face in his hand, squishing your cheeks together as your orgasm continues to rock you to your core. 

Soon, you are exhausted and slump against the couch, panting, sweating, and sticky with cum. You feel Gojo and Eren’s loads dry to your skin, no doubt meaning that you’ll have to take a hot shower later…but maybe you won’t. You find that you like the smell of them on you. 

You practically rub yourself against them as both frat boys sit next to you on the couch, naked and spent, satisfied smiles on their sexy faces. “Bet you’re glad that you played Truth Or Dare with us now, aren’t ya?” Gojo jokes, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead. 

“Mmm-hmm,” Eren hums as he continues to smoke the blunt sitting on the ashtray. He kisses you too, putting your glasses back on your hooded eyes and wrapping an arm around you. “I definitely am. Hit me up if you wanna do this again next time, mama…maybe without Gojo next time.” 

“So hostile,” Gojo scoffs, rolling his crystal blue eyes at his friend. “We’ll let our cute little shy girl be the judge of that one.” 

You’d say hell yes if exhaustion wasn’t kicking your ass right now now, but judging from the way they snuggle you close, you suppose that they already know that you’re gone for them.

And when they both lean in to give you a sweeter, less sloppy three way kiss, how can you possibly refuse them?