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It's me skizz fingering anon back with more skizz fingering this time with age difference and virginity and semi public because I'm a FreakTM

Skizz feeling up someone way too young for him, maybe they're in a secluded corner of a bar, music loud enough and lights dim enough that nobody looks over for too long... he lets his hands roam around their body, never resting anywhere for too long... his eyes are locked onto their face, noting every minute change as he explores their body through their clothes... he leans in and whispers "how many times have you done this, huh? So easy for me, just letting me get my hands wherever I want them..." the younger person swallows, shaking their head "never done this before..." skizz can't hide his excitement at that, squeezing at whatever part of their body his hands ended up on... "oh am I special then?" he asks, hands slipping lower until he's toying with their waistband, watching them shiver... he slips one large hand into their underwear, grabbing at their ass before moving his fingers to play with their hole... "how about this? How often do you get your own hands down here..." the younger person shakes their head again, breath hitching "not- not too often, please, please be gentle nobody's really..." they trail off as skizz removes his hand, about to whine but then he shoves two fingers in their mouth, deep enough to make them gag... "suck baby, I wanna make this good for you" he mumbles, keeping his hand there until he grows too impatient and pulls away, tucking his hand back into their underwear and pressing at their hole... "be quiet darlin, don't want the whole bar to know you're losing your virginity to some old guy like me..."

NONNIE! You have my heart, seriously. This is one heck of a way to wake up and I am certainly not complaining.

Scenarios like this always make me imagine Skizz with a younger fan. Someone just on the edge of being legal. Somewhere between 18-20 (and no..I’m not just saying this because I’m 19 but…it’s definitely got a little bit of influence on that)

Just thinking about Skizz meeting this particular fan in some random club. Maybe in Arizona, maybe in Seattle after the charity event, maybe in San Diego during twitch con. Either way, he’s going out for a good time and you—you realize who he is. You’re not quite supposed to be there (if this takes place in America that is), you’re not 21 yet but you know…everyone has their ways of getting around rules. Skizz knows that, too.

Have another treat because the brainworms are real.

CW: public sex, transmasc reader (terms used for their privates: cock, dick, pussy, cunt, hole), power imbalance, creampie, unsafe sex (wrap it before you tap it!!!), maybe a little dub con? If you squint?, barely legal reader, reader is a skizz fan :3

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What started out as a place to have a drink, come down from the day that passed, ended with a young thing walking up to him nervously, phone in hand. “Hi—ahem- hi!” You wave at the older man that is leaning against the bar. Skizz perks up, downing his whiskey before putting the glass down and smiling. “Hi there! You alright?” He hums and you nod. “Yeah I uhm—you’re-you’re Skizzleman right?” Your heart is racing in your chest. He’s so much bigger up close. You’ve heard the stories of course. The way he looms over anyone, the way he can swamp anyone with one of those hugs. But you didn’t realise how true those stories were until right this moment. Everything about him screams big. Broad torso, strong arms and long, muscular legs make him look even bigger than already he is.

“Yeah, buddy!” His face lights up and you can’t help but feel a little giddy. You fiddle with your phone a bit.

“Oh my—gosh uhm—would you m-mind taking a photo with me?” And he nods happily. The two of you snap a picture, something you will cherish forever. To your surprise, the man sits you down next to him and invites you to talk about things. You’re…surprised but not a lot. He’s always been described as a sociable guy and who are you to turn down a conversation between your favourite content creator?

As the evening goes on, as the two of you enjoy a drink or three, you slowly make your way over to the dance floor. You feel looser and so does he, from the way he’s dragging you over. A small part of your brain is telling you this is wrong, that an older man -let alone someone with arguably more power and influence than you- is spending this much time with you. But you aren’t thinking straight. You haven’t been ever since you caught a whiff of musk lingering on his button up.

The club is warm, and smoky. Bright lights obscure almost any view of people who aren’t standing closer than three feet from you.

Luckily for you, Skizz is amazingly close.

You shudder when he places a hand on your side, moving you to the rhythm of the music. You should pull away, you should tell him it’s late, you should say you’re not 21 yet, you should—his hand moves lower. Ghosts over the small of your back and you look up at him. He leans down, breath ghosting over the shell of your ear, “you think I should let you go?” One bad decision after another, you shake your head.

“Please. Don’t let go.” You whisper back.

You can feel the way his lips curl up into a smile from the way his stubble brushes against the side of your face. “Good. That’s what I like to hear.”

For a moment nothing happens, you and him move alongside one another to the music. Your heart skips a beat when you feel a bulge prod against you. One part of you hoped it would go this way. But you never dared to imagine it, it’s such a filthy thought. It’s so wrong.

He knows you know. His hands roam over your body. One reaches up to the back of your neck, squeezes and forces a groan out of you. The other moves from your waist to—your breath hitches when his fingers brush against your cunt through your jeans.

“You’re so easy baby. Just lettin’ me do whatever I want huh? How many old men do you let feel you up this way?” Your knees buckle, pushing down into his touch.

“I’ve never—done anything like this..” you whisper out after a tick of silence. Skizz’s breath hitches.

“Is that so, sweetheart? Am I special? Hm? I bet you came up to me hoping this would happen. Hoping I would touch you? Tell me, love, do you touch yourself to my voice when you’re watching my stuff?” You chew your lip—what an invasive, hot question. You nod and a deep chuckle rumbles from Skizz’s chest.

Deft fingers undo the buttons of your jeans and they ghost over the waistband of your underwear. Surely he has noticed you’re trans by now but it doesn’t seem to matter to him.

You let out a low whine as his fingers trail closer and closer to you. The had previously on the nape of your neck has now travelled down, slipping down into your trousers and squeezing at the soft flesh of your bare ass.

His hand teasing your underwear move away and you can’t help but whine out. It’s quickly stifled by two fingers being pressed into your mouth though. You gag on them, tongue flicking between the digits. Eyes half lidded, you look up at Skizz. He’s not much better. Pupils blown, rosy colour dusting his face.

“Suck baby. Gotta make sure this all goes smoothly.” And you do just that, sucking hard on his fingers and leaving the coated in spit.

He pulls away, hand on your ass moving back up to hold you steady by your back. His now slicked up fingers move down to your underwear again and—fuck- they—they slip in. They prod at your hole before pushing past your rim. You shudder, knees buckling again. He holds you up skillfully, full of experience.

“Do you even touch yourself baby? Fuck you’re tight…” The angle is a little akward but he manages, curling up against your walls. You whine, burying your head in his chest and breathing in his scent. The smell of sweat and a hint of cologne fill your senses.

“N—not a lot. Not there—“ You gasp when his fingers curl again. “Shh…shh baby. Can’t have anyone hear ya losing your virginity to some random old guy. How embarrassing would that be?” Suddenly the room feels a lot more compact, you’re hyper aware of all the people around you. Potential eyes that would catch a glimpse of you falling apart.

Nevertheless you grind down on his hand, ball of his thumb brushing against your dick. It feels heavenly, fucking yourself on his fingers. A third finger worms its way in and you—you don’t know how long you can keep yourself standing. Skizz notices, clearly.

“Here.” His free hand pats your behind and the other pulls away. You whine but he tuts. “Shh sweetheart. Just come with me. Trust me.” And trust him you do- god you would trust him with your life if he asked you to.

He stalks his way over to one of the free couches, pats his lap and oh. Oh. It all clicks in your mind. You sit down on his lap carefully, letting his hands roam over your body like before until he whispers in your ear to tug your trousers down just enough. And you do, wriggling out of your trousers. It looks as though they’re still on for anyone facing you but in reality your cunt is now exposed to him. When you turn your head to look at him you see it, him licking his lips at your fresh, virgin pussy. All for him.

Lifting his own hips up slightly, he tugs his boxers and jeans down a little. Your breathing picks up when you feel his cock, thick, throbbing, hot, rubbing against your underside.

“Here, I’ll help you.”

He takes your hips and move you up slightly just until the tip of his dick is poking at your hole. It’s gonna be a stretch, you can feel it. Slowly but surely he slides you down his cock. With every other inch -every delicious inch- you feel your composure slipping away until—“there we go…all pretty on my dick.” He holds your hips tightly, refusing to let you leave. You feel so incredibly full of him. Your pussy throbs around him. You can’t believe it—losing your virginity here, in public, in some random club, to one of your favourite people in the world. How lucky.

You give a tentative grind down and Skizz chuckles. “So needy baby. You sure you’re a virgin? You’re almost as desperate as a real slut…” he moves your hips up a bit before letting you fall down. The tip of his cock bumps into your cervix, making you squeal.

He repeats that a few times, moving you up and down on his cock. Carefully, so that no one sees. You’re in a secluded corner, surrounded by smoke and dim lights. No one will see, surely. But the thrill makes you impossibly wet around him. He can tell, chuckling in your ear.

“You like this baby? Getting fucked in public like you’re some kind of whore?” He makes you bounce on his cock, just enough to be invisible to anyone else watching. “Ye—yes.” You gasp, clenching around him again. Skizz groans at the feeling.

“I’m gonna cum inside you soon.” It’s not a question, it’s a warning. A statement. He sounds way too put together for someone having sex in public. It makes you wonder how often he does this.

“Please-“ you sniffle, reaching down to your front to tease your cock through your jeans but your hand is roughly pulled away. “Ah ah baby,” Skizz tuts, “don’t want anyone to see, do we?” His hips shock up into you and you whine. “Nn—no…no we d-don’t..” you feel the way his cock pulses inside of you, the way his pubes brush against your folds.

“So close…” he puts his head on your shoulder and breathes in deep, just like you did before. You almost moan out loud when his teeth scrape over the junction between your neck and shoulder.

“Say my name-“ he whispers, bucking his hips up rougher by the second. So far for being stealthy. “Skizz—“ he shakes his head. “It’s A…Andy. Say it.” So far for sounding put together, too.

“Andy.” You gasp and he bites down on your flesh before cumming hard inside of you. You feel the way his seed fills you, slowly leaking out of you onto his jeans.

“Shit.” Andy grunts, lifting you up a little to see the damage. “I should clean you up, shouldn’t I?” He sounds winded, out of breath. Lets you fall down on his softening dick and you squirm. “Give you a treat for being such a good boy…” you can’t help but nod eagerly.

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This one got away from me again. No regrets.

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