"May I?" Gojo asked softly, his tone almost reverent.
Yuji's breath came fast and uneven, his cheeks burning. He nodded—once, twice, then again—unable to form words, his wide eyes fixed on Gojo's.
A quiet chuckle escaped him. "You're too cute when you panic," gojo murmured, voice low and affectionate.
Gojo's hand came up to Yuji's cheek, thumb tracing along his temple to wipe away the sheen of sweat. Then, slowly, he leaned in. His lips pressed to Yuji's forehead, a fleeting touch...gentle, almost chaste.
Another kiss followed — soft against the bridge of Yuji's nose. Then one at the corner of his mouth, lingering longer than the rest. By the time Gojo reached his lips, he kissed slowly, gently, before breaking away to trail down toward Yuji's jaw, pressing deliberate kisses there too.
Then his mouth moved lower, down to Yuji's neck....sucking, licking, tasting every inch of skin that made Yuji shiver.
"Ahh… senpai…" Yuji breathed, the sound barely a whisper as Gojo's lips found that sensitive spot that made his knees weak. His hands slipped up, circling around Gojo's neck, holding on as if he'd melt otherwise.
Gojo just chuckled at how erotic Yuji looked, voice warm and teasing. His hand trailed upward, fingers brushing over Yuji's nipple, and Yuji couldn't help it; a laugh slipped out, half ticklish, half flustered.
"Pfft—senpai, don't!" Yuji giggled between gasps, trying to twist away.
But his laugh faded when Gojo's lips replaced his hand — the teasing touch turning deliberate, lingering — and Yuji's breath caught, laughter melting into a sharp, breathless sound.
"Ehh—Gojo-senpaiii!" Yuji yelped, flustered beyond reason, his face burning red. "I—I don't even have big boobs!!"
Gojo chuckled against his skin, voice low and amused. "Doesn't matter," he murmured between soft kisses. "It's cute."
Yuji let out another helpless sound, somewhere between a protest and a whine — and Gojo only chuckled low, clearly savoring every bit of Yuji's reaction.
"Ahhh— stop, senpaiii!" Yuji's voice cracked, his face burning with embarrassment as his fingers tangled in Gojo's hair, tugging a little too hard.
That only made Gojo hum in amusement — and instead of easing up, he deepened what he was doing, clearly encouraged by Yuji's flustered resistance.
"Sen—Senpai, wai—ahhh…" Yuji's words broke off into a helpless moan when Gojo sucked harder, teeth grazing just enough to make him shiver. The sound that left him was half protest, half pleasure... and Gojo, of course, took it as permission.
"Oh? Feels good, huh?" Gojo smirked proudly, his lips curling before he leaned down to lightly nibble at Yuji's nipple.
Yuji's face turned as red as a tomato as he shouted, "Shut up!"—his fingers tangling in Gojo's hair and giving it a gentle pull.
"Cute," Gojo murmured, pulling back from Yuji's chest, his lips brushing the words against flushed skin.
And then, Gojo immediately took off his clothes, slowly pulling his pants down that strained with a obvious bulge... Then smack...a big cock with a soft pinkish to brown tone come out, and with a few strands of white hair around it.
Yuji had seen it before, but this time he was too flustered to look away. When it was soft, it already looked big—but now, seeing it hard, it felt impossibly larger, almost overwhelming.
Yuji started to feel scared. That thing's going to go inside me… huh?
Gojo chuckled when he noticed Yuji staring at it so hard.
"What's wrong, Yuji?"
"I think that's too big to fit inside me!" Yuji looking terrified as he pulled away his small tower that cover his vagina... and his eyes kept darting back and forth between the cock and his own, over and over again.
"Impossible" yuji freaked out now.
Gojo chuckled lowly, tilting his head. "Shh, shh. Senpai knows what to do."
Yuji's eyes went wide, face burning red. "Ah—of course you do! You're experienced, right? I'm not—"
Gojo scratched the back of his head, looking oddly sheepish. "Actually… this is my first time."
Yuji blinked. "Ehhh?! Senpai? No way! You're too old to still be a virgin! Liar!"
Gojo burst out laughing, leaning closer with that usual playful grin. "I'm serious, Yuuji-kun~ I've just been busy, you know. No time for that kind of thing."
Yuji's jaw dropped. "You're kidding…"
Yuji gave him a deadpan look, clearly unconvinced—but then Gojo spread his legs wider, making Yuji freeze in alarm.
"Ahhhh—Senpai, wait!" Yuji yelped as Gojo did that.
"No, stop—I'm scared now!" Yuji's voice trembled, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Shh, shh… Yuji wants to stop? Senpai will stop, okay? Don't cry," Gojo murmured gently, rubbing Yuji's cheek. Of course gojo didn't want to force Yuji. Not when he could feel how tense the boy still was.
Yuji sobbed softly, staying quiet for a moment before whispering, "But… I want it too. I'm just scared because it's big."
Gojo chuckled gently. Happy to hear that yuji wants it too.."Hahaha..it's okay. We'll take it slow, alright?"
Yuji pouted, his voice trembling. "But, Senpai—you said this was your first time. How can you be so confident?"
Gojo smiled faintly. "Call it instinct."
He glanced at Yuji, whose face was red —flustered, embarrassed, and impossibly cute.
Gojo's conscience tugged hard at him; part of him wanted to give in, but he refused to push Yuji into anything. He forced himself to hold back, fighting against every instinct that screamed otherwise.
Still, Yuji's scent lingered in the air—warm, sweet, and dizzying—and it made it almost impossible to think straight.
The tension was written all over Gojo's body: the sharp lines of his neck, the tightness in his jaw, the way his breath came uneven. He looked flustered.
Then Gojo gently parted Yuji's legs again. Yuji, flustered beyond belief, squeezed his eyes shut, his breath catching in his throat.
Ahh so lovely
Gojo was in awe as he looked at Yuji's act. Then his gaze shifted toward the source of that strong scent — his womanhood — the erotic fragrance growing even stronger in that direction.
Between the leg, the vagina was darker than the rest, shaded in a deep reddish-purple tone, the red flesh can be seen inside, a big clit that point out, warm liquid flowed through the small opening and a few strands of pinkish hair around it.
Gojo looked at it, gulped hard. I have to prep first. Be patient, Satoru.
Gojo breathed out slowly, then placed one finger first inside the small opening — it was so warm, so intense, and so wet.
Yuji squeezed his eyes shut, so flustered he could barely breathe, when he felt Gojo's finger.
Gojo looked at Yuji. "Are you okay?"
Yuji opened his eyes and nodded several times. "Okay, okay! I'm okay, Senpaiii!"
Gojo smiled. "Okay, great. Senpai will enter more fingers, okay? Shh, shh… relax."
Yuji squeezed his eyes shut, voice breaking in flustered panic. "I can't relax!"
Gojo laughed softly, the sound low and teasing. "Alright, alright… shhh. Just breathe," he murmured, trying to calm yuji down even as his own pulse raced.
Yuji could still feel the warmth of Gojo's presence so close, every inch of space between them charged with something he didn't know how to handle. The world narrowed to the unsteady rhythm of their breathing.
Gojo's smile softened, his voice quieter now. "You're too tense, Yuuji. Just… trust me, okay?"
Yuji didn't answer—he couldn't. His heart was pounding too hard, his face buried against the pillow as he tried to steady himself, clutching it tightly.
And then, Gojo's fingers moved slowly, carefully, as if afraid to break the moment. Every motion drew a breathless sound from Yuji — a soft, trembling gasp that slipped past his lips before he could stop it.
"Ah ahhh hnghh—" Yuji's voice hitched, his body tightening at the overwhelming warmth that spread through him. The sensation was too much, too deep, and yet… he didn't want it to stop.
Gojo could feel it—the heat rolling off Yuji, the sharp hitch of his breath, the way that familiar scent thickened in the air. The scent was heady, pulling, almost magnetic.
His control wavered. Every soft sound Yuji made only dragged him further under, and that sweet, dizzying scent grew stronger with every heartbeat.
"Yuujii—…" Gojo rasped, his voice rough with restraint, while his fingers moved gently.
"Ahh—" Yuji's voice broke, a sound half-moan, half-breath. Every nerve in his body lit up at Gojo's touch—slow, deliberate, and maddeningly gentle. Each motion sent shivers up his spine, his body caught between tension and surrender.
Gojo's hand moved with practiced ease, his gaze fixed on Yuji's expression, watching every flicker of reaction. "Feels good?" he murmured, voice low and rough.
Yuji couldn't speak. He just nodded, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy. The sensations rolled through him, sharp and dizzying.
"Ahhh...hnnghh... I like it there" Yuji was so disarmingly honest, even as his face burned with embarrassment.
"Hmm… yuji like it here?" Gojo's voice was low and gentle, he rubbed slick clit that sent shivers through Yuji's body because it felt insanely good there.
"Y-yes…Ahhh aah—" Yuji's breath hitched, voice trembling. He could barely think straight, heat flooding through him but it too damn slow. "i want it f-faster…" he whispered, eyes locking with Gojo's, his words almost a plea.
Gojo heard the breathless plea from Yuji — the soft, shaky "faster" that slipped past his lips.
Something inside him snapped. His composure, his restraint, all of it.
A sharp breath left him as the last thread of control broke, and in the next heartbeat, he moved with a rough, desperate urgency.
The rhythm between them quickened — fevered, breathless, almost wild, that a slick could be seen spurting out from vagina.
"Ahh ahhhhh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahhh—" Yuji's moans louder; his hand went to clutch the bed—it felt overwhelming but good.
"Ah—Senpai…hngghhh..." Yuji's breath hitched, the world spinning until all he could see were flickers of light. His body tensed, every nerve alive, chasing a feeling he couldn't name.
Gojo's movements grew frantic and unsteady, his cock throbbing hardly, his body tensed with overwhelming desire; even the sound of Yuji's moan drove him half-mad, the pull between them sharp and dizzying.
"Hyahhhhhhhh ahhh" by then, he was moaning like crazy. Yuji couldn't describe the feeling — it made him tense, his thighs pressing tightly together on instinct, his hole clutch gojo finger tightly, that made gojo stopped moving his fingers.
Yuji huffed, his chest breaved with each breath, feels insanely good...
This is insane, I can't hold back anymore... Gojo couldn't hold back any longer. His gaze locked onto Yuji's, burning with something raw and unguarded. Slowly, he leaned in until their breaths mingled, then caught Yuji's lips in a deep kiss—slow, hungry, deliberate. He sucked lightly at his lower lip before parting, just enough to breathe, his eyes still fixed on Yuji like he couldn't look away.
And the he immediately positioned his cock on yuji's outer vagina, and rubbed it franticly...
Yuji let out a soft moan when Gojo rubbed his cock against him closely.
Eagerly, gojo caught Yuji's wrists, guiding them up until Yuji's fingers brushed through his hair.
His tone was dark and strained. "If it's too much, hold on to me."
Yuji swallowed hard, breath unsteady. "Okay…"
And then Gojo's body moved forward slowly, his cock entered slowly, guided by the slick warmth between them.
"Hnnghhh"