#altsuguru

Overview: Nerdjo has been dating alt!Geto for almost a year now, but he feels like he isn't pleasing Geto correctly. He's not as experienced as Suguru and he worries that it's going to affect their relationship. He vents his worries to you during a study session, being the good friend that you are, you offer to help him out.

A/n: Trying out new writing styles and format styles so you guys might see some changes. Thank you @/somalinimo for this idea, much is appreciated!:3 Another Nerdjo and alt Suguru fic will be posted soon:)

Warnings/tags: Cucking, orgasm denial, degradation, doggystyle, anal, spanking, male reader, college Au, Nerdjo, AltSuguru, could be read as frat reader or maybe nerd reader, its really up to your interoperation

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No study session with Satoru Gojo is normal. He's ether so far ahead in another subject that you can't even keep up or he's so good at the subject that he just sits there yapping your ear off while you to figure out chemistry. Today was one of the days where he just talked the whole time, though today subject has everyone who passed you in the library turning their heads.

"I mean, I didn't even understand what he meant by stretching the first we had sex, I thought he was talking about yoga or something like that! And then he wanted me to choke him! What if I went too far and he like blacked out or something! He's my first in everything, the only experience I have is what I've viewed in hentai!" Satoru wails, slamming his face into the table. You were worried that he broke his glasses from the sheer force of it.

Sighing, you drop your pencil because clearly, you're not going to be able to focus. Turning in your chair to look at the pitiful puddle that is Satoru you chuckle.

"Jeez dude you bagged the baddest bitch on campus, and you can't even please him. That's like a galactic level fumble."

He sat up straight at your words a pout adoring his face as he pushes up his glasses with one hand and with the other, jabbing his pointer finger in your chest.

"First of all, don't call him a bitch, he's angel amongst men and you're lucky he graces you with his presence. Second, it's not a fumble were still happily together, I just don't know how to handle him." You push his hand from your chest and giggle. How did this loser get together with someone like Suguru Geto, your gonna have to ask Geto next time you see him in psych.

"This is why I told you to come to parties with me, you could've gotten a lot more experience, but no! you just had to keep the virgin nerd stereotype alive!" That sentence earns you a smack on the back of your head.

"Your no help, here I was trying to confide with you about my struggles and all I get is made fun of! God forbid I'm not a man whore like you!" He huffs, reaching into his backpack to pull out snacks. Stress eating was always his coping mechanisms, earning his contact's name in your phone, Fatoru.

"Man whore is a funny way of saying super experienced, unlike somebody." It's you poking his chest this time. Satoru's pout somehow deepens at your teasing; at this rate you might actually start feeling bad for him.

Throwing your head back with a sigh you think about how you can fix this. Rethinking your last sentence a crazy idea pops in your head.

"Hey, if you finish this chemistry homework, I'll help teach you how to have sex like Suguru wants." And who is Satoru to turn down an offer like that?

...

When Satoru agreed to this, he thought you were just going to show him porn, maybe give him tips and tricks to ease his worries, hey maybe if they were feeling a little frisky let you help with foreplay. Never did he think he would be watching you pound into his boyfriend in his dorm while he was put on a chair, just watching. Though he couldn't complain too much, you were explaining every step to Satoru on how you got his boyfriend to react to your movements.

Right now you had Suguru face down ass up, his face pressed against a pillow, your hands digging into his hip bones, constantly pulling him back into you. Your pace is as brutal as your length as you pound into Suguru.

"See...haaghh, I like this position because they get no control over your pace, they...nyaaaahh, just have to sit there and take it." Looking over at Satoru as you explain, his face is bright red, hands gripping his thighs. Stripped to only his boxers. He watches as your length plows into his boyfriend, pulling out sounds he's never been able to get him to make.

Watching his boyfriend fall apart had Satoru hot a bothered. He's just imagining the new opportunities with the knowledge you are giving him. After a practically harsh thrust Suguru lets out a loud moan, that has Satoru quaking. He can't help but palm himself through his boxers, feeling the wet patch from all the pre he's been leaking since this started. He's just about to reach into his boxers to relive himself at least a little before he's stopped by your voice.

"Nuh-uh Satoru, you don't get to feel relief right now. Remember I'm here because you couldn't fuck him correctly." Your words drip with teasing venom as you watch Satoru return his grip to his thighs.

Turning back to Suguru you snake one of your hands down his spine, making sure to scrap your nails every now and then. Once you reach his nape you tangle your fingers into his soft-raven locks.

"From what you've told me....god.. this little bitch likes pain. Haaah... what a little masochist. Heh, my favorite way to do that is two ways. nnggghhh...First, grab a good chunk and give it a nice tug." At your words your grip tightens in his hair, and you tug his head back of the pillow. Using his hair as leverage to pull him back into your thrusts. Suguru mewls, drool dripping down his chin and the sudden tug.

Satoru gasps at the harsh action but the loud noises Suguru is making must be from pleasure. "That seems, a little harsh though." He mumbles with a voice so weak you almost coo at him.

"He likes it don't you Suguru? But...Fuck.. That leads me into my second favorite. Its really a two for one..jesus nghhh, Watch and learn." At your words you tug at his hair again making his head jerk back and his cock bounce.

"Why don't you look at your boyfriend Sugu~ I can feel how close you are from the way your..Fuuhhh.. clenching around me. hah, why don't you look into his eyes as you come undone another guys cock." Your words are followed by a harsh slap to his thigh. Tears prickle Suguru's waterline as he turns his face to his boyfriend. Face fucked out and thighs shaking as he can feel his orgasm approaching.

Satoru gasps, fuck he shouldn't feel this way watching another guy fuck his boyfriend, but he's thinks he hasn't seen Suguru look this beautiful since the first day he met him. His thighs clench together as his hips jerk, desperate for some kind of relief.

Feeling your orgasm approaching you kick it up a notch, going faster as your words get meaner.

" Go on Suguru, tell him how much you love my cock, tell him about how lame sex with him was until he brought me over. How you've never felt this fucked out with him~ Tell him I'm the only one who's been able to make you come." Suguru babbles at your mocking words, barely able to get a sentence out.

With a frown you stop your thrusting, grinding your pelvis into his plump cheeks. You are almost at your Finnish line, but you can't let go of an opportunity to poke fun at them.

"Cmon Sugu~ Don't get shy now, we both don't get to finish until you tell him~" With another slap to his thigh Suguru utters the most embarrassing and somehow explicit sentence to his boyfriend since they have started dating.

"Your the only one who can make me cuuummmm~ Hahh, Satoru can't your cocks the only one, so gooooddd~" His words fade out as you start your thrusts again. You smirk as you look at Satoru, who looks like a kicked puppy right now just sitting there, you bet he's regretting doing your chemistry homework right about now, but judging by the bulge in his boxers lined with now a deep puddle of pre, he's enjoying himself just as much as your enjoying yourself.

"Now, were both reaching our ends...nghh.. this is when you give it all you got..and make sure they come before you so you can ride out their orgasm." You push Suguru's face back into the pillow while releasing your grip on his hair to snake it around his waist, leaning over his back.

Your thrusts grow frantic and uneven. Sugurus hands reach up to grip the pillow to his face. Letting it absorb all his moans and whines. With a few more brutal pushes from your part, his back arches as his cock spouts come all over Satoru's bed sheets. Your rhythm never stopping until you feel the last twitch on his hips.

Pulling out and letting Suguru collapse onto the bed, you begin stroking yourself. Sure, you were being a little mean, but you weren't about to come in another guy's boyfriend, at least this time. You through your head back as you violently tug at your length, making sure to squeeze the tip. With a few more quick motions you come on his back, letting out a few babbles and gasps.

Catching your breath, you shuffle to the side of the bed, facing Satoru. He looks wrecked, all teary eyes with a deep red flush adoring his cheeks. His lip is bitten raw, almost bleeding. You clap your hands letting out another deep breath,

"And that concludes our lesson! Any questions?" Satoru looks at his boyfriend, who's finally caught his breaths and has now turned on his side, also looking at Satoru. Satoru looks down at his boxers and then with a jaw clenching swallow,turns back to you.

"Yeah i learned alot, thank you for your help. But, i think im still missing a few things, and y'know im a hands on learner.." His words fade out in embarrassment but you under stand what he means, you smirk at him.