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20 Yrs old, Loves smut, Horny as fuck 24/7 (FTM!!)

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“Fraternity” College AU!Frat Boy! Sukuna Ryomen x Nerd!M! Reader 𓋹✮˚🎹☆°୨୧‧₊°🎸

Request for: Anonymous

.・✭࿐࿔ᯓ⭑Overview~

You thankfully landed a scholarship to your dream school, only thing that was a sore spot in this was your roommate Ryomen Sukuna. But the stars aligned and the man was never home, this helped your hustle bloomed. Your onlyfans bloomed and somehow it never crossed your mind that your rommie could ever see it. Until he does.

.・✭࿐࿔ᯓ⭑Warnings~

Smut☀️, 🌽⭐️reader, male!reader, frat!sukuna, gojo vaguely mentioned, nerd reader, slight power dynamics, dom!sukuna, sub!reader, belly bulging, breeding kink, sukuna gets off to reader, marathon sex, vulgar language, possible spelling mistakes!!

1.8k Words

Leaving home for college was originally a scary thought for you. Although you were going on a scholarship, your future was set. Nothing could go wrong until you met your dorm mate, Sukuna Ryomen.

He was rowdy, very much so. A playboy in every sense of the term. You can’t count how many parties he’s hosted in your dorm, or how many times he’s come home drunk out of his mind with a random girl or three glued to his side, or the times you’ve heard him dicking down those girls just nextdoor.

Compared to him you’re the most polar opposite person that could be connected to him. Quiet and organized. At least a first sight.

Yes, you’re here on a scholarship,but it covers the cost of your four years, not the cost of your dorm or your other necessities. Your parents aren’t helping you with rent or anything to ‘give you a taste of the real world’ therefore you needed a way to get plenty of money to be able to live nicely. Although you want to prioritize your studies rather than a job, so you started your hustle.

Only Fans.

It paid well, didn’t take much time to do, and left you plenty of time to study. The stars practically aligned when you thought of it. What made it even better was that Sukuna was almost never home.

So once a week you’d make sure to get dressed up nicely, small shorts, your dress shirt that fit a little too short that you bought in high school, and your old glasses, the ones with comically thick black frames that made you look like more of a nerd, the ones that got you bullied in 10th grade before you switched to different frames. You’d record a small video, nothing big, a small striptease, slowly stripping your shirt down, maybe groping yourself through your shorts.

Quickly your views grew, you used the money to buy your textbooks, and a dildo to use as a prop in your videos.

After that a few men at your uni reached out since you used your school as leverage, this made things better. Whenever Sukuna was off at another party you’d sneak a man in and let him have his way with you. It was a win win, you’d get money and the guy would get to unload some steam. You realized the videos where you did your homework while the men fucked you did the best, the money was rolling in. It couldn’t get any better.

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Tonight, Sukuna told you he’d be off at a party but much to your dismay he was still here. Yesterday you made your content but you’re used to the man being gone.

“Don’t have a party to get too tonight huh” You state disappointedly, grabbing a soda from your refrigerator.

“Don’t you have a book to be buried in tonight huh four eyes” He snapped back glaring at you, did his eyes just move down to your ass or are you seeing things …

“At least I can read …” You mumble silently to yourself rolling your eyes and fixing your glasses, your usual normal glasses.

“What was that? Care to say it to my face.” Sukuna snarled, moving to get up and come towards you

You quickly said sorry and skittered off to your room to go study for an exam you have in two days. Sukuna had nowhere to be that night, after a particularly loud party he and a big group of people were told if they were caught again they’d be punished whether with suspension or expulsion altogether. So he decided to stay home for once. Much to his dismay now he’s sitting in his room with a rock hard boner.

“Fuck” He cursed, rubbing his dick through his jeans as he opened a certain app on his phone. He hated paying but it was past curfew and all his usual hook ups were refusing to sneak out. So he scrolled trying to find something that can get him going enough so he can actually enjoy himself.

As he flipped through it he saw something, no someone, that was familiar. He wouldn’t have recognized you if it weren’t for the fact that you were on the couch of your living room.

For whatever reason, he tapped on it. It started slow, you set up the camera, textbooks and papers sprawled everywhere. You had a tight shirt on and just a pair of red boxers accompanying it. A knock comes at the door and you vanish from the frame, only to come back with a man. He wore a mask and a hat but Sukuna recognized him. It was his white hair that was a giveaway.

Sukuna fast-forwarded the video by a few minutes and the events quickly shifted. You were bent over the coffee table, your hands trembling as you focused on your work while you were getting dicked down by the man.

Your whole body would push forward with every thrust eventually you gave up on your work and held onto the table trying to hold yourself up as you were getting drilled into.

“Faster -!”

“Fuck!”

Before he knew it he felt the rush of pleasure bloom through him. Like it was on autopilot his hand snaked under his pants and freed his dick. His eyes were glued to the screen as his hand was glued to jacking himself off.

He paid for another video, and another, and another. God were you sexy. Bent over and moaning like a bitch in heat for these mediocre men. Fuck he would be better than all of these guys combined, he’d break you in half and still fill up each half until all you could think about is his babies inside you.

Soon enough the pleasure reached its turning point, he arched his back upwards and came. The sticky substance leaking through his sweats.

Whatever he did he was gonna be your next co-star.

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The next day when he saw you he couldn’t help but get hard at the thought of what you do when he’s not home. It was a Saturday, no school classes for you to run off too. Sadly you were at the store. He was in his room scrolling through your page. The day was spent fantasizing about your body.

God the things he’d do, he’d make sure to worship that sexy body of yours. He could already see you bent over the kitchen counter screaming his name so loud no one would try an reach out to fuck you other than him.

Thankfully at three pm he heard the door open. Quickly he ran into the hallway.

“Hello” he spoke standing in the hallway, a smirk on his face seeing you, a sense of satisfaction seeing you jump and turn towards him.

“… Hi ??” You answer, confused. You had just gotten back from the store, it’s always embarrassing buying condoms.

“I need help with some work. I’ll pay you.” He pulls this excuse out of his ass. Well it’s not a lie, he doesn't do his work.

“How much?”

“Depends on how much you do.”

“I don’t do work for free.”

“I’ll help you make a movie.”

“…what?”

“Don’t act coy. You’re a superstar…” He finished off moving towards you as it dawned on you. He figured you out.

“Wait I-”

He grabbed your hips and the bag in your hands seeing the black and gold box peek through.

“Hope you don’t mind but we won’t need these” He said throwing them off to the side

“Hey!” You protested trying to reach for the box, he grabbed your wrist smacked your ass

“Set up your camera and get in your little costume. Consider this a pre-payment for the work.”

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It’s 3:30. You're in a pair of booty shorts you bought specifically for content and a dress shirt and of course your black glasses.

Sukuna told you to set up two cameras, that this was gonna make you famous. He didn’t take the mask you handed him, he was gonna make sure everyone saw that it was him claiming you.

It’s 3:45. The camera is on, the red light an indicator of the future audience. You both sit in the living room, his classwork on the coffee table, he glanced at it a swell of jealousy bubbling in him at the thought of how many times you had been used here.

It’s 3:50. You're on the floor explaining his work, you feel his hands grab your shoulder. A shiver goes up your spine as you see his large hands run down your chest. The tattoos on his wrists make you sweat. You feel your cock harden.

It’s 4:00. Your legs are hoisted up on the couch, resting atop Sukuna’s thighs. Your arms keep you up at table level. Then Sukuna ripped your shorts open, clearly his patience was up.

It’s 4:30. The sounds of skin slapping against skin is echoing through the room. His work was long forgotten, he has picked you up and placed you on his lap. A hand was on your neck a small amount of pressure applied, the other groping your chest pinching and poking at your nipples as your useless cock slapped against your tummy.

“That’s it, bounce on it slut.”

“Fuck!”

“Hmm”

He grabbed your hips and pushed you down, and up, and down. You swore you could feel him up in your throat, you looked down and saw an imprint in your stomach sliding up and down in time with him. With each bounce he practically stabbed into the bulb inside you not all men could easily reach. It made you go crazy, you felt a flash of heat run through your whole body as you shook violently and came loudly.

It’s 5:00. You’re on all fours on the couch, hanging onto the armrest for dear life

“Ah-! Slow down! Fuuuck!” You yelled looking back at the man

“You can take it baby, come on, we’re not close to being done.” He growled pushing your head down on the couch thrusting into you more cruelly. Your body lunged forward with the force. You felt a sting on your ass as he smacked you grabbing it and jiggling it around like a stress ball.

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You don’t know what time it is anymore, it’s been hours. You’re covered in cum and sweat. Bent over his bed. The camera was long forgotten in the kitchen.

All you can do is moan. Whenever you try to speak it comes out as a whimper. Your cock lay limp covered in strings of your cum from rounds before. You swore he’d leave you pregnant, you feel so full, so nastily full of him.

“Ngn-! Stoppuhh ca-ca-can’t- cum!” You protested, you felt his arms snake up your hips pushing your upper body up and pressing your back up against his chest. His arm ran down your torso and grabbed your dick and squeezed the tip. Your mouth lay open tongue hanging out.

“Come on baby boy one more time. Do it for me..” He pants in your ears, you feel him bite your shoulder.

Fuck you wont be able to function tomorrow.

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[arebellasweetie]

I think my eyes just got blessed.

[aiiry0]

taste of his own medicine

[arebellasweetie]

These past few days Ive been shipping KAISAGI. Harder than anyone

[spicyspiders]

sex with simon riley, except he has a big dick and knows exactly what to do with it

haven't written for any of the call of duty guys in a long time, which is just tragic

533 words

“Sorry love,” Simon groans when his fat fucking cock slips free. It’s slick against your lower back, mixing lube and sweat together when he tries to fuck back inside, missing the mark. 

Immersion feels like a stupid word to use, but that’s probably because Simon has fucked you stupid. It takes you out of the moment, out of the continuous pleasure that hums under your skin. 

It puts you back in the moment, making you completely aware of how vulnerable of a position Simon’s folded you in. His broad body hovers over yours, his arms on either side of your shoulders. Your legs sit below his shoulders, Simon’s back too fucking big to wrap your legs around at the angle. 

Simon holds himself above your body, naked, except for his shoes, gloves, and mask. His gloved fingers, still slick with lube, come to grasp his cock, giving it a few wet strokes before he’s guiding it back inside. 

Balls deep, Simon groans from deep within his chest, sounding almost animalistic. His fat balls rest snug against your ass, but only for a moment before he pulls out once more. 

Back with the same pleasure from before his cock slipped free, you look down between your bodies, watching the way they connect and pull apart. 

You moan around his cock, the heavy weight of it hitting your prostate making your body sing. Your hole clenches around his cock on the next strike, Simon lets out another groan, his abs tightening as he fights to stave off his orgasm.  

“Almost there?” Simon asks, pausing to change the angle. He comes in close, face moving to lay in the safety of the crook of your neck. With your legs now lower on Simon’s body, he holds your knees back with his arms. 

The only space Simon makes is to pull out and thrust back in, the wet plap plap plap of skin on skin signaling the movement. You hold Simon close, your arms wrapped tightly around Simon’s neck, feeling the vibrations of Simon’s grunts and groans on your neck. 

Too tight of a space to reach between your bodies to grab your hard cock, Simon does all the work for you, hammering away at your prostate and pushing you over the edge. 

Cum spurts from your cock to the rhythm of Simon’s thrusts, punching moans from your chest as Simon keeps going. 

Through the clench of your hole, Simon continues on. On and on and on, to the point you aren’t sure it’s ever going to end. And when it does, Simon gives a number of stuttered thrusts before he finally cums with a loud moan. 

What energy you have left you muster up to place a hand on the back of Simon’s neck as he comes down from the aftershocks. Your fingers sneak under the back of his mask, coming into contact with hot, sweaty skin. 

“Took me so well,” Simon whispers as his softening cock slips free, your hole clenching around nothing. You gasp at the feel of his cum shortly after dripping between your legs, “always do,” Simon murmurs, his mask coming into contact with your skin in the form of a kiss.

[arebellasweetie]

Answering non-existing questions, is my name irl ACTUALLY Arabella? Yes it is!! I was named after my grandma after she passed away and regardless of me being a boy my mom decided to name me anyways.

[arebellasweetie]

Being an adult in this economy is BS, tell me how did my groceries get to almost 200 dollars. I BARELY PUT ANYTHING 💔

[arebellasweetie]

Being a gay male reader is such a struggle💔 I cannot find any fanfics about my favourite characters with me due to how theres SO MUCH female x male fanfics. Honestly I just gave up and created my own fanfic in my mind

[arebellasweetie]

It's so annoying to find NO choso fanfics for kinktober this year... Like😩 I just wanna see him