Hinata and Shuichi got cheated on by Chiaki and Kaede, with Makoto being the one that they did it with. When they confront him about this, Makoto ignores Hinata and focuses on Shuichi, telling him that his dick is down there. He can tell when a femboy desires some dick, and Makoto knows that Shuichi secretly craves him.
Shuichi knows that coming there is wrong. Well, not quite wrong, if you look at the situation objectively, Makoto, Chiaki and Kaede are in the wrong.
But he knows that his body doesn't respect that. The image that Makoto sent to him, of him balls deep inside of his girlfriend, that excited Shuichi more than any thoughts of being with her sexually. He never got so hard as the moment he saw the luckster's shaft penetrating that tight pussy, seeing his balls tense up before the creampie that claimed the love of his life to someone else... fuck, he knows he shouldn't be there.
"M-Makoto!" Hajime is the one pushing for them to go 'fight' the luckster. He is a bit more... macho than Shuichi is, but even then, they are not the most confident. Oh sure, Makoto is for sure weaker than Hajime, and he and Shuichi... well, given how bullshit Makoto's life can be, he probably wins against the detective.
But the girls who are always nearby are the scary ones. Shuichi's eyes are moving from side to side, terrified about a sudden Mukuro Ikusaba jumping from the ceiling, for example.
"Hey, Shuichi~!" Makoto seems to ignore Hajime, grinning at the detective. "Also, you too, Hajime, but you'll not be as fun to talk about now. But Shuichi... what did ya think, liked the video?" Makoto asks, with Hajime trying to walk forward... but they both feel like that'd be a killer mistake. Neither Shuichi nor Hajime can see Mukuro, but somehow, someway, they know she is nearby. And trying to hurt Makoto is not gonna end well. Thankfully, they are in an isolated classroom... So no one will get to bother them. For good or bad.
"S-Stop trying to ask him about any movies... o-or whatever!" Hajime is trying to project confidence, but he is stuttering, almost as much as another Hinata, from another world, a shy girl who is obsessed with the future Hokage.
"Because I think you really liked them. I know how cute boys like you work. You want to pretend you love Kaede... no, that is wrong, I'm sorry. You do love her. But... you liked what you saw, didn't you?" Makoto's question simply ignore Hajime, but Shuichi cannot hear the other guy too. His heart is beating too fast.
"I-I don't..." He tries denying it, but the blush, how his gaze moves down towards Makoto's crotch... it's clear that he does.
"Come on then," Makoto says, pulling down his pants, without any shame. "I know you're lying, unlike Ouma, you're not very good at that. Why do you stop pretending and come here suck down my dick! I bet that will be way more fun than trying to please Kaede when we all know you're not man enough for it. A cute femboy like you deserves some fat dick. That way, you don't even need to fake being manly with her! You can leave all of that to me, and you two can keep dating, as my whores, of course!" Makoto chuckles, Junko's influence in his behaviour clear as day, but as Hajime tries screaming that'd never happen...
Shuichi walks up to the front of the luckster. Makoto lifts his hands, making a signal to someone unseen - Mukuro, most likely - as Shuichi stares into his eyes... and falls to his knees, kissing and licking the soft cock with a wanton that is closer to pure insanity.
Shuichi knows that he should be resisting. That he should be fighting. But he physically can't. That video, watching as his girlfriend was conquered so easily, in such a powerful and absolute manner, messed with him. He always knew he was bisexual, but this level of masochism he didn't know was possible, but holy fuck, he is loving it. Sucking Makoto's cock feels better than most sexual acts he has ever done, and he is already sucking it. No need for the luckster to order it; he is already slurping that shaft. He is already eagerly moving his head up and down, sucking it with gusto, getting it hard.
"Mhm, fuck, didn't even need to tell you!" Makoto makes that connection, smiling. "I thought you'd enjoy the video, but I didn't know you liked it this much! Here, one second..." He says, whipping out his phone. Shuichi should be ashamed. He should be trying to hide himself... but no, the detective even does a victory sign to the camera, already delirious. He understands now why Kaede would cheat on him.
It would be morally wrong not to worship this cock.
As he thinks that, Shuichi pulls back, drool linking him and Makoto's dick, as he turns towards Hajime, a slutty, delirious grin as he speaks. "W-Wanna join me~? It feels way better than resisting~!" The black-haired whore mutters, as Hajime's eyes bulge... and even as he feels his own tiny cock hardening inside his pants, he bolts out of the room. "Mhm, his loss~!" Shuichi shrugs, resuming the sucking, now even pushing the dick inside of his throat, gagging loudly thanks to his inexperience and Makoto's size.
"No worries, I have plans for him. For now, we can relax~!" Makoto says, pulling up a chair, with Shuichi keeping up the pace. It doesn't take long for the luckster to reach his climax, bot the power dynamic, and the feeling of the boy simply going all out for his dick is too good to pass on.
As Shuichi swallows all of that torrent of thick seed, Makoto questions him about a fun idea. "So, me and Kaede recorded a video for you... why don't you record a video for her with me~?" Makoto asks, a camera having appeared in the room, already recording it all.
There is only one possible response.
