pairings: nerd!min x frat!jo ;)
synopsis: “fratboy!gojo? yea that guy’s a cocky little shit.” he’s the president of kappa phi psi, he’s loud, confident and fucks plenty of women and men. on the other side of town there’s a nerd, whom only hangs around frat guys at trost university. he’s smart, cocky, and his best friend is the president of delta chi pi. BOTH universities are determined they can throw the best mixer. the two men ‘meet’, and it’s just straight bickering. everyone oblivious and unaware of the hidden truth.
content warnings: mlm, smut, smut with plot!, gojo is an asshole, sassy armin, dom gojo, sub armin, they both whimper, crying during sex,hidden relationships, fratboy!eren,masturbation,unprotected sex, drunk sex, metions of arminxreiner and arminxeren, gojo is a slut, armin has his bob but he is not based off of s1, s2, or s3 armin!!!, they get caught!, possessive gojo, jealous armin, they are nasty with each other.
this is based off of this comment and tiktok⇣
gojo groaned when he felt a large hand smack down on his bare pec, he blinked slowly, feeling the heavy sleep in his eyes fading. a tall man with pink locs and another man with short black hair staring down at him.
“what’cha want?” his voice deep and groggy, his hand trailing down his stomach scratching at his abs.
sukuna ran his tongue over his front teeth, his top lip slightly lifting in irritation. “that dickhead yeager…he’s all over the internet talking shit again.” toji nodded his head in agreement, leaning his forearms on the back of the couch, thumbs tucked under his chin.
gojo looked at them completely confused “and you haven’t responded..why?” he sat up and pursed his lips, mocking them. sukuna grumbled and smacked the frat president on the back of his head.
“don’t know who the fuck you’re talking too.” sukuna chuckled and walked away. his big shoulders huffing, his back muscles tensing. gojo licked his lips watching him walk away.
gojo doesn’t really label himself as bisexual, he considers himself a ‘people’s person’ he likes what he likes. he shook his head, rubbing his hands down his face. toji patted the boy’s shoulder and walked to the kitchen to make his protein shake.
gojo stood up, yawning while stretching his arms. his bare feet padded against the floor walking to his bedroom. he shut the door behind him and walked to his closet, throwing an outfit on his full size bed.
walking into the bathroom and turning the shower on, gojo checked his phone waiting for the water to warm up. his brows furrowed while watching eren’s tiktok video. the long haired dick was telling a story about his experience at one of kappa phi psi’s parties.
eren was ranting and bad mouthing jujutsu university’s frat. he claimed the guys to be assholes, cocky, non respectful people and the woman weren’t even hot. gojo kissed his teeth while rolling his eyes.
who did yeager think he was to talk trash, his school was no better. half of the girls there were trashy and boring. and don’t even get gojo started on the men, only a selective amount were attractive.
as the video played on, gojo recognized a voice in the background. he brought the phone to his ear as he held his breath, trying to really hear. his stomach tightened and his dick jumped hearing that familiar sweet masculine voice.
gojo was familiar with eren’s best friend. very familiar.
gojo groaned feeling the painful throbbing in his heavy balls, he’s slept with so many people but there was nothing better than that small nerd. gojo stripped out of his grey sweatpants and boxers. revealing his rock hard dick.
it was long and thick, three veins running up each side. the tip was a dark pink considering how painfully hard he was. he stepped into the shower, closing the glass door behind him.
he faced the water, his stomach and dick getting soaked as he leaned his head back trying hard to make his erection soften. his hand mindlessly rubbed his chest, traveling down to trace his abs and run his fingers through his trimmed pubes.
he grabbed the base of his cock and lazily stroked, the thin skin moving up and down. his thumb rubbing his slit, smearing the precum. he threw his head back and sighed.
his mind flashed to a blonde and his sweet smile. his big bright blue eyes, happy to tell gojo about another seashell he collected from his favorite beach. his hand jerked faster remembering the way the boy whined and moaned around saturo’s huge cock.
the slobber that dripped from his swollen pink lips, his cheeks hallowed and face wet from tears.
the way he clenched whenever saturo fully bottomed out, clawing at gojo’s ripped back. the obvious size difference whenever armin was sitting on saturo’s cock.
gojo moaned loudly, the warm white semen spurting onto the shower tile. his chest heaved up and down, his head falling forward. his white hair getting soaking wet.
but no one knew about saturo and armin. two ‘rivals’ fucking each other wasn’t a good look.
especially to eren and sukuna.
gojo finished up his shower, and got dressed into a dark gray compression shirt with black sweatpants. he walked downstairs and saw half of his frat brothers in the kitchen talking.
he walked in, going to the fridge and grabbing his energy drink chugging it. he sighed and wiped his mouth, throwing the can into the trash. he burped and leaned his side against the island.
“so what are we doing about yeager?” everyone looked at him and the vice president suguru spoke first “i say we don’t reply, it’s not like we have any dirt on them to expose.”
sukuna scoffed loudly “that son of a bitch talked all this shit about us, no way am i just ignoring him.” he tapped his palm on the table “i should go fuck his mom.” all the men howled in laughter like middle school boys.
“he said that their parties are better than ours. so let’s prove that we can party better by throwing the biggest mixer ever.” toji crossed his arms over his broad chest, proud of himself because he thought of the greatest idea ever.
everyone began to dap him up, excited. gojo lifted his hand in the air, everyone immediately going silent “i say, we throw the mixer with them. jujutsu and trost university’s biggest mixer.” his hands moved in the air, his frat brothers yelling.
gojo picked up his phone, going to instagram and asking yeager if he was down for the mixer.
a huge sinister smile grew when eren replied back within seconds.
armin groaned annoyed, he was at the frat house sitting on the couch reading. jean and connie decided to join him by playing video games loudly, interrupting his peace.
“connie you dumbass!” jean shouted as his team lost again because connie kept fucking up. armin closed his book and looked at the obnoxious duo “can you two go somewhere else. you guys are loud.”
jean scoffed and connie chuckled, running his hand over his outgrown buzz cut “y’know this is our house, you have your own apartment to go to.” connie leaned back man spreading.
armin rolled his eyes and pushed his thick black frames against his nose “mikasa kicked me out for a few hours.” armin crossed his legs and ran a hand through his hair.
“why?” jean tried to seem nonchalant, but everyone knew about his crush on mikasa. “sasha got some new machine and is practicing waxing the girls.” armin shrugged unbothered.
before connie and jean could say anything, eren burst through the back door. he was shirtless and sweaty. armin stared at him unknowingly licking his lips. he couldn’t deny eren was a pretty good looking guy, and they have kissed a couple times.
but armin would never date a guy like eren, he came with too many problems.
armin knew he liked men since his freshman year of high school, his first ever guy he slept with was a junior named reiner braun. and since then armin would sleep with guys here and there.
but nothing compared to the frat president he met at a bar one night and has been sneaking around with for months.
not one soul knew about the two, they were rivals. and his best friend claims to hate their frat.
eren had the look of sinister drama written all over his face, he plopped down next to armin his arm clasping around his shoulder “i have news, kappa phi psi has texted me, asking if we are down to do a mixer with them.” connie and jean’s jaws dropped.
armin felt his stomach leap with excitement, he hasn’t seen gojo in almost a month. their schedules weren’t aligning at all, school kicking their asses. but a wave of nervousness washed over him, what if gojo ignores him in fear of everyone knowing.
he zoned out while the frat boys discussed if they should do it or not, now armin was silently pleading they weren’t going to agree. his lips parted, big doe eyes covered with nerves.
they texted saturo, agreeing to do the mixer.
the next few days has been torture, every day the frats were meeting. discussing themes, decorations and outfits.
armin stood clear of the frat house whenever they were going to meet with kappa phi psi, he did not feel like running into gojo. unaware of how his personality was in front of his frat bros.
so currently he was at historia and ymir’s apartment with all the girls in their group. “i can’t believe eren and the frat agreed to doing the damn mixer.” ymir played with historia’s skirt, letting that forbidden topic roll off her tongue.
“i know right.” mikasa was sitting crisscrossed on the floor, looking in the mirror touching up her bangs. “eren seemed pretty excited when he was telling me about their recent meeting.”
armin’s childhood friends. they hook up here and there, but eren constantly gives mikasa mixed signals. one day he’s all over her the next he’s ignoring her entire existence.
“did they come up with a theme and date yet?” sasha’s words were quite muffled as she ate from a bag of chips. mikasa shook her head “they are making the final decision on thursday night. the boys really want us all there.”
armin felt as if he’d been shot, he couldn’t be there. he was afraid to see saturo.
“damn, thursday night?” armin scratched his head and made a yikes face “i promised i’d tutor that night.” mikasa pouted as she turned around and placed her hand on armin’s knee.
“ ‘min, please come. you know how much it’ll mean to eren.” armin nodded “i know, but this kid’s grade is on the line.” he shrugged as they all nodded their heads understanding.
armin stayed home that thursday night, he had his nose in a book while watching golden girls.
he seen everyone’s instagram stories, the meeting turned into a little hangout. everyone was dancing, drinking and playing party games.
he felt a little jealous, his FOMO creeping up. but he immediately brushed it off, it was his choice not to go after all. he put his book down when his phone pinged loudly, his slender fingers grabbed the device and seen eren texted him.
party tmr @ 9, theme is girls and glitter!
armin hearted the message and sighed, now he had to go shopping for an outfit and glitter. huffing while standing up, he grabbed his car keys, slipping on his sneakers and going to Michaels.
it was friday night and gojo was stoked. he was in his bedroom rubbing glitter all over his abs while listening to lana del rey. the party was going to be at kappa phi psi’s house since it was their idea after all.
gojo was grateful he didn’t have to drive three hours just to get wasted. he put the bottle of silver and purple glitter down and flexed in the mirror. “i am definitely getting fucked tonight.” he chuckled to himself and walked to his bathroom trying his hardest to rinse the glitter off his palms.
he turned the faucet off and fanned his hands in the air, water droplets flying everywhere. he sung the lyrics of sad girl while putting on his dark jeans, letting the waist band fall dangerously around his hips.
his door swung open as he was zipping his fly up, and there stood sukuna and toji. “people starting to arrive.” toji said while leaning against the doorframe. gojo nodded while sliding on his sneakers “nanami is checking them in, right?” they both nodded and gojo grabbed his cap and placed it on backwards.
“well let this be our best night yet.” he smiled and held his arms out, his two frat brothers hooted while shaking his shoulders. they all walked downstairs and gojo felt on top of the world.
the house was packed, people dapping him up and cheering him on for throwing this party. he walked into the kitchen and poured himself a shot of vodka, he threw his head back and the liquid burned his throat and heated the blood in his body.
yelling erupted when delta chi pi arrived, gojo watched as eren walked in with his arm around a goth girl’s shoulder while his other hand was greeting people. there were a few more people that were behind eren, but gojo wasn’t focused on them.
his focus was the blonde that walked in last, his big frames sliding down the bridge of his nose. his eyes that were looking around at every corner, screaming to leave.
gojo scanned his body and felt the air in his lungs vanish. armin wore a green cropped shirt with a black cropped long sleeve underneath. his stomach that was visible had glitter everywhere, his lower abs and happy trail.
gojo felt jealous, did someone rub glitter on him?
the jeans that hung low on his hips, showing his calvin klein underwear. he licked his lips and chewed the bottom, the girl eren had walked in with walked up to armin and leaned in to say something in his ear.
he laughed and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders pressing a kiss to his cheek, leaving a mark of her red lipstick. gojo crushed the red solo cup in his hand and dropped it onto the floor.
he looked next to him and seen a group of girls rubbing paint and glitter on each other, he smirked as he thought of the greatest idea ever. he marched towards them, his slender frame towering over them.
“hey ladies, mind decorating me too?” he smirked his hand snaking around one the girl’s waist, making her turn red and giggle with the rest of the girls. before he knew it all of the girls had their hands on his stomach.
they were drawing hearts and leaving handprints, one girl even went as far as putting glitter paint on her lips and kissing him right above his underwear, but low enough to look like he had the best night of his life.
he chuckled at her and patted her cheek “you’re a dangerous one.” she shrugged and smiled. he thanked them and walked away to his group that was sitting on the couch passing around a blunt.
a few members of the delta frat were there too, including armin. gojo’s frat brothers hooted for their president, he smiled and waved his hand “awe guys, ya’ made room for me.” he playfully placed his hand over his heart and plopped down next to suguru.
he sighed dramatically and hugged geto “feels like i haven’t seen you in forever.” he faked cried while suguru used his unoccupied hand to pat his bicep, he exhaled the smoke and looked over at gojo “we’ve been so busy, isn’t that right?” geto fake pouted.
gojo nodded and pouted also “how bout we go upstairs suguru.” gojo winked and geto gagged as he looked at his best friend’s appearance “looks like you already were upstairs.” gojo chuckled and let go of the boy and leaned his back into the couch.
“you’re no fun, sugu. i’ll find someone else, trust.”
his words hung in the air as geto ignored him and started speaking to nanami. gojo huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes secretly watching armin interact with eren and the girl with black hair.
he watched as eren placed his hand on armin’s chest and dragged his hand down to rest on armin’s upper thigh. gojo leaned up “so what’s your names, i remember you four girls from the meeting, i know eren, and i’m not sure i know you.” he pointed at everyone on the couch next to him, his long finger pointing at armin.
a brunette with a long ponytail sat up “i’m sasha.” another blonde who looked really similar to armin spoke “i’m historia and this is ymir.” she pointed at her and a girl with freckles who looked grouchy.
“her girlfriend.” her voice was raspy and she placed her hand on historia’s waist making the girl blush like crazy. “i’m mikasa..and this is armin.” gojo stared at armin, his big blue eyes finally looking at the frat boy.
“armin…pretty unique name.” he slowly leaned back into the couch not breaking eye contact with armin. “yup, my grandfather named me.” he pushed up his glasses, “the name’s saturo. my grandfather named me too.” everyone nodded, but armin knew gojo wasn’t speaking to them.
that was only directed to armin.
armin rubbed his palms against his jeans, he felt his body bounce when a large hand clasped on his shoulder. he turned and seen three people he dreaded ever seeing again.
reiner, bertholdt, and annie.
his ex-fling, ex girlfriend, and her boyfriend.
reiner bent down his lips brushing against the shell of armin’s ear “long time no see, arlert.” he moved and began greeting everyone. armin was zoning out, he looked over and seen saturo staring at him, confusion and jealousy written all over his face.
armin gulped and watched as all of his and saturo’s friends yell about a game of beer pong. before he could deny playing, jean and connie pulled him off the couch and dragged him outside with everyone else.
“bert’s not playing so armin is gonna sub in!” connie leaned on armin’s shoulder. armin waved his arms “no,no,n-“
“okay, lets play!” sukuna shouted hyping everyone up.
it was team gojo vs team eren.
gojo had sukuna, toji, a girl named shoko, geto, nanami, and shiu.
eren had connie, jean, reiner, sasha, ymir, and armin.
the game has been going on for only five minutes and armin was already wasted. he groaned leaning his arm on the table and taking deep breaths. everyone on eren’s team cheered when ymir made her shot making toji drink after he missed.
“ ‘min, you’re up.” eren patted his best friend’s shoulder, armin groaned as he grabbed the golf ball and stood infront of the pyramid of red solo cups, he watched as gojo stepped forward.
staring at him with anger.
“how ‘bout we spice things up a little?” gojo looked around at everyone that was watching, making them scream with excitement. armin groaned opening his mouth to protest, but he quickly shut it feeling his tongue pool like water.
“whatcha trynna do, jo?” sukuna asked while patting his president’s back. gojo looked at armin, who was fighting everything in him not to fall over and tap out. gojo smirked as he whispered in sukuna’s ear.
sukuna nodded and cupped his hands around his mouth “loser has to answer whatever the winner asks them…orrr they drink!” everyone cheered. “begin!”
gojo closed one eye and aimed for one of the back cups, his tongue poking out resting against his top lip. his wrist flicked and armin felt his body get heated when the ball landed in the cup.
everyone shook gojo’s shoulders cheering him on, he laughed and quieted everyone down “let ‘em go, he still has a turn.” all eyes were now on armin, he shakily blew air from his lungs.
eren wrapped his arm around his shoulder and pulled him in kissing his cheek “make me proud.” armin nodded and aimed the ball, missing the way gojo’s eye twitched at the interaction.
armin flicked his wrist, the ball spinning in the air. it felt like a movie, like everything was in slow motion. the ball landed on the rim of a cup, circling around it a few times, leaving everyone in pure shock.
armin’s chest’s was beating fast, anxiety creeping up his spine. he jumped and shouted while laughing when the ball fell into the cup, splashing a little vodka on the table.
he turned jumping up and down into eren’s arms, completely forgetting about how he was just on the verge of passing out. he let go of eren and faced gojo while sighing. gojo clapped and chucked “well played, you got lucky.”
armin rolled his eyes and crossed his arms “got your question ready, playboy?” he tilted his head, gojo hummed while tapping his chin “you go first.” armin huffed and looked over at mikasa for help.
she widened her eyes as she leaned into armin’s ear whispering. armin leaned away from her, feeling slightly uncomfortable to ask this question. “what’s’ur biggest kink, and why?”
girls looked over at gojo with hearts in their eyes, hopefully meeting his standards. gojo narrowed his eyes, he didn’t even have to think about what to say. he pressed his palms on the table, tilting his head and staring at armin.
“i like the way they look crying, ain’t nothing like seeing a whore cry for dick.” armin gulped, his cheeks turning red. gojo kept eye contact with him, never breaking it “my turn.” armin felt his chest tightening at the hidden anger in saturo’s words.
“name everyone you’ve ever fucked.”
armin gulped “everyone?” his words came out quietly as he looked around at everyone who was now looking at him. he looked at gojo with a look of uncertainty.
“everyone.” gojo nodded his head giving him permission to let everyone know about the frat president and his nerd.
armin slightly parted his lips, and shook his head “i can’t.” he grabbed a red solo cup and chugged the alcohol. he gasped when he finished and threw the cup down, he leaned over at eren “i’m done for tonight, m’going home.” eren asked if he was sure and armin nodded.
eren hugged him and armin walked off.
gojo’s eyes stayed on the swaying man, he patted toji’s shoulder and told him he was done for the night. he quickly walked away trying to catch armin before he left. he walked into the house and squeezed past everyone that was trying to talk to him.
he seen armin walk out of the front door, he quickly followed behind. armin was sitting on the curb, his fingers tapping at his phone calling an uber. he turned when he heard footsteps behind him, he rolled his eyes when he seen gojo and put his focus back onto his phone.
gojo groaned when he sat down next to armin, they both sat in silence. armin not clicking confirm payment, hoping gojo will say something. gojo tapped his foot “how ya’ been?” armin scoffed while chuckling “really, that’s what you ask me?” he shook his head “unbelievable.”
gojo held his arms out “why are you mad? i’m genuinely asking how you been.” he put his head down “haven’t seen you in a minute.” armin looked over at gojo, he placed his hand onto gojo’s thigh “then show me how much ya’ miss me.”
“shiit- that’s it. ride this dick baby.” gojo held armin’s hip while his other hand slapped his ass cheek. armin whined from the lingering sting of gojo’s large palm bruising his plumped ass.
his hips came up and down, his balls loudly slapping against gojo’s pelvis. “mm fuckk” his small hands rubbed up against saturo’s shoulders, and tangled into his hair pulling it.
gojo whimpered from the feeling, he wrapped a hand around armin’s neck. choking him, not enough to make him stop breathing but enough to know who he belongs to. armin stopped bouncing and began grinding against gojo.
gojo let go of his throat and held his hips, guiding him forward and back. “you fuck anyone else when we haven’t seen each other?” armin shook his head and placed his palms on gojo’s abs.
next to the handprints of the women who put glitter on saturo. armin opened his eyes and looked down at the kiss mark, he rolled his eyes and slapped gojo’s cheek. “that’s for letting whoever kiss you right there.” gojo chuckled and massaged armin’s ass cheeks “was just trynna make you jealous.” armin lifted his chin and huffed.
“well it worked.” gojo gripped armin’s jaw, making him stare him in the eye “who was that blonde that was touching your shoulder?” armin stared at him, confused but he recognized gojo was referring to reiner.
“hm, who is he?” armin pursed his lips into a thin line, he did not want to tell gojo he used to fuck reiner. “a…friend.” gojo sucked his teeth and wrapped his arms around armin’s waist, making him fall forward, his chest pressed against saturo’s.
gojo planted his feet onto the mattress and fucked into armin “i call bullshit, m’not playing around. who is he?” armin was a moaning mess, his lips were parted drool falling and dripping onto the sheets next to gojo’s ear.
“hm? who tf is he.” it wasn’t a question anymore, goji demanded to know. “nnghh, he’s someone i used to fuckkk” armin pressed his lips to saturo’s ear and licked the shell and lobe.
gojo grunted, the wet plap sounds of armin’s hole getting ruined turning him on even more “he fuck you like this?” gojo squeezed armin tighter and whimpered in his ear. “n-ooo” armin pecked the side of gojo’s face before pressing against his soft lips.
the clicking of their wet tongues were loud as they swirled and sucked on each other’s tongues. armin let go of his mouth with a pop and sucked his neck making dark hickeys.
“you’re squeezing me- fuckk” gojo spread open armin’s ass cheeks and watched in the mirror as he pumped his warm load into armin’s hole. it was so messy and gojo whimpered as his legs shook and armin milked him dry.
armin breathed heavily whimpering while he finished on gojo’s stomach. gojo pulled out of armin and flipped him onto his back, he rested his hands next to armin’s head and lined his tip with the entrance of armin’s asshole.
armin hooked his arms under gojo’s and clawed at his back as gojo pushed through. they both moaned in sync when gojo fully bottomed out, he leaned down connecting his lips with armin’s and slowly rocked back and forth.
he leaned on his forearm, his other hand coming down to rest on armin’s hip. armin moaned into gojo’s mouth as he tried to kiss back, his nails dragging down gojo’s skin breaking the barrier, drawing blood.
gojo hissed feeling his skin start to open, but he sped up. now holding armin’s thighs and pressing them against his chest as he fucked into his messy, wet hole. “nobody could ever fuck you like this…ya’hear me?” gojo growled while watching armin’s face twist in pleasure.
armin nodded because he couldn’t speak, every time he opened his mouth only moans came out.
gojo quickly flipped the boy over, pushing his back into a deep arch. armin moaned loud while gojo smushed his face into the pillow and pounded him from behind. gojo leaned down and pressed kisses all over armin’s spine.
“you are truly the prettiest person i’ve ever seen.” gojo whispered against armin’s soft skin. armin clenched when he heard gojo say that, gojo threw his head back groaning.
armin felt his legs giving out, he fell forward, his body completely laid on the bed. gojo followed behind him, his whole weight pressing against armin. he let go of his face and leaned his forearm next to the back of armin’s head, who was now looking to the side.
“thought you could run from me.” his thighs rubbed against armin’s ass as he fucked into him deep and slow. armin whined, his palm pressing against saturo, trying to push him away.
gojo interlocked his fingers with armin’s and held it against the mattress “was acting like an attention whore all night, hugging and kissing on your best friends, having someone who fucked you touching on you, asking me that question, ignoring my - fuckk- question.”
“you wanted this, you asked for it. don’t run away from it.” he growled in armin’s ear, making armin retaliate by turning his head to face the bedroom door. he watched gojo fuck him relentlessly in the huge mirror that was on gojo’s closet door.
his vision was getting blurry as tears started to flow down his cheeks, his button nose turning red as he cried in pleasure. gojo pressed a kiss to his cheek as he sped up completely unaware of everything else, only focusing on armin.
he lodged his tongue out and licked armin’s tears, sighing at the salty taste. armin watched with a blurry vision, two people opened the door. he reached his hand up and frantically tapped gojo’s thigh.
gojo chuckled and kissed armin’s cheek “trynna tap out? not happening baby.” the two figures stood there in shock, their jaws hanging open. “nngh, the door.” armin moaned.
gojo slowed down as he looked at armin with furrowed brows “huh?” he watched as armin’s wide eyes were focused on the door. he slowly looked behind him and seen sukuna and eren standing there, with wide eyes and open mouths.
gojo stilled, his dick throbbing inside of armin.
a/n: hopefully you guys enjoyed;)