virgin!satoru whose massive dick is more curse than blessing—until you get on your knees and show him exactly what those pretty lips can do.
virgin!satoru who’s objectively the hottest guy on campus—6’3”, built like he was designed by a greek sculptor, devastating blue eyes and a stupid perfect smile—but somehow completely clueless when it comes to actually getting laid. sure, girls stare. they giggle when he walks by. but the second he opens his mouth? he's too much. they run.
virgin!satoru who watches his best friend suguru—sweet, quiet suguru with his long dark hair and gentle smile—pull girls effortlessly. suguru doesn’t even try he's just there and suddenly there’s a new number in his phone. meanwhile satoru’s striking out left and right and he doesn’t understand why.
virgin!satoru who had one girlfriend freshman year. made it three dates before they tried to have sex and she took one look at his dick, flushed and huge and already leaking—and literally said “I can’t. I’m sorry. That’s not gonna fit.” broke up with him via text two days later, he hasn’t tried since.
virgin!satoru who knows his dick is big, he has known since high school locker rooms and the weird looks and the jokes. measured it once out of curiosity and immediately wished he hadn’t. a whopping nine and a half inches and stupidly thick. sounds like a blessing until every girl he’s tried to fuck has looked horrified.
virgin!satoru who’s twenty years old and hasn’t had sex and is deeply, profoundly embarrassed about it. he lies to suguru about his body count and makes up crazy stories. he pretends he knows what he’s doing when really he’s just learned from porn and his own loyal hand.
virgin!satoru who meets you at a party and immediately knows he’s too fucked. you’re pretty, so so pretty. soft lips. bright eyes. the way you laugh at his jokes like they’re actually funny (they're not). you give him your number without him even asking you.
virgin!satoru who takes you on dates and somehow doesn’t fuck it up. movies, coffee, walks around campus. you’re into him, obviously into him. you keep finding excuses to touch his arm, play with his hair. fuck...he’s never made it this far before.
virgin!satoru who lies awake at night thinking about you, your pretty mouth. your hands. what you’d look like under him. he jerks himself off to the thought and immediately feels guilty about it. you’re not like the others, you’re sweet, naive. he really really likes you.
virgin!satoru who panics when you start hinting about sex. “we could go back to your place?” “I really like you, Satoru.” he wants to. god, he wants to so badly but he’s terrified like what if you react like she did? what if you leave?
virgin!satoru who finally breaks down and tells suguru the truth. “I can’t fuck this up. she’s perfect. but like what if I'm—I’m too big and I don’t know what I’m doing and she’s gonna find out I’m a virgin and—” suguru just laughs. “you’re worried your dick is too big? that’s the most you problem ever.” “I’m serious!” “okay so tell her. she likes you, she’ll understand.”
virgin!satoru who can’t tell you because he's too fucking embarrassed. instead he starts avoiding you, dodges your texts, makes excuses. he can see you getting upset and hates himself for it but doesn’t know what else to do.
virgin!satoru who opens his door one night to find you standing there, pissed off and drop dead gorgeous. “are you breaking up with me?” “what? no—” “then why are you avoiding me? did I do something wrong?” “no! you’re perfect. it’s me... ’m the problem.”
virgin!satoru who ends up kissing you because you won’t stop looking at him like that. soft and upset and so pretty. he pulls you inside, can’t stop kissing you. your mouth tastes like cherry chapstick and he’s soso obsessed.
virgin!satoru who ends up on his couch with you in his lap, grinding down on him, and he’s so hard it hurts. your hands in his hair. his hands on your waist. he’s panting into your mouth like a dog in heat.
virgin!satoru who freezes when your hand slides down to palm him through his jeans. “wait—” you pull back immediately. “sorry, is this okay?” “yes. no. I mean—” he’s bright red. “I need to tell you something.”
virgin!satoru who can’t look at you when he says it. “I’m a virgin.” waiting for you to laugh or worse, leave. but you just blink. “oh. okay?” “and I’m—” this is mortifying. “I’m kind of… big. like, really big. and I don’t want to hurt you or—or disappoint you—”
virgin!satoru who nearly dies when you smile. “satoru. I don’t care if you’re a virgin.” your hand slides back down, cups him through denim. he chokes. “and I’m not worried about size, we’ll figure it out okay?.”
virgin!satoru who nods frantically because you’re kissing his neck and he can’t think. “okay, yeah okay.” you’re working at his belt now. popping the button on his jeans. “still, we don’t have to—y-you don’t have to—”
virgin!satoru who nearly swallows his tongue when you sink to your knees between his legs. “well I want to.” you’re pulling his jeans down his hips. his boxers. and then.
virgin!satoru who’s mortified by how hard he is. tip flushed dark, already leaking. and yeah, he’s big, really big. he can see your eyes widen slightly when you actually see it. “told you,” he mutters.
virgin!satoru who absolutely does not expect you to wrap your hand around him—your fingers don’t even touch—and stroke once, base to tip. he makes a sound he’s never made before, whining.
virgin!satoru who’s already trembling. “you don’t—fuck—you don’t have to—” but you’re leaning in, tongue darting out to lick the precum beading at his tip. he nearly blacks out.
virgin!satoru who’s never felt anything like this. your mouth is hot and wet and perfect. you can’t fit even half of him but you’re trying. tongue swirling around the head, hand stroking what you can’t reach.
virgin!satoru who can’t stop making noise. whimpering. gasping your name. his hands are fisted in the couch cushions because he doesn’t know if he’s allowed to touch you. “oh fuck—oh god—that’s so good—”
virgin!satoru who only lasts about ninety seconds before he’s gasping “I’m gonna—I’m close—you should—” trying to warn you., trying to be polite. but you just take him deeper and he’s gone.
virgin!satoru who cums so hard he sees stars. spilling down your throat. you swallow and he thinks he might die. might propose marriage right now.
virgin!satoru who’s still twitching when you pull off. looking up at him with swollen lips and he’s never seen anything hotter in his entire life. “was that okay?”
virgin!satoru who pulls you up into his lap and kisses you desperately, he can taste himself on your tongue. “okay? that was— fuck—you’re perfect. holy shit.”
virgin!satoru who’s already getting hard again because he’s twenty and you just sucked his dick and you’re in his lap. “can I—” he doesn’t even know what he’s asking for.
virgin!satoru who gets a crash course in sex from the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. who learns that yeah, he’s big, but you can take it. stretched around him so so tight and wet and perfect. he learns what you like, how you sound when you cum, how your nails feel dragging down his back.
virgin!satoru who’s not a virgin anymore but is somehow even more obsessed with you. can’t keep his hands off you. he fucks you on every surface in his apartment, making up for lost time.
virgin!satoru who tells suguru the next day and gets the most shit-eating grin. “told you it would work out.” “I’m so in love with her, dude” “yeah, I know.”
virgin!satoru who’s never letting you go, you're his first, his best and his last.
