[Holy shit. He never thought he'd come from fucking someone else's thighs. Slumping molten against Scott's back, Bakugo clings to him through his orgasm, muscles clenched and shuddering with each hard spurt gushing across his friend's balls. His face's flushed, breath catching in his throat, fingers digging into the other teen's chest as if he'll sink and drown if he lets go. Bastard didn't even come with him. Scott's penis twitches and throbs in his grip, stubbornly refusing to break even as Bakugo spills himself into the water-
There he goes. Shouting into the sky, body tensing up like a wire against his chest and legs. Bakugo drags him flush to his torso, holding on tightly as his friend rides out wave after wave of his own intense climax. His snarls ease off into panting breaths, forehead dropping as his bangs hide his eyes beneath a shadowed veil. Scott's balls churn over his glans, rising and falling with each pump of semen from his tip, tortuously massaging his overly-sensitive head. It's almost more mesmerizing than his penis twitching and spurting in his hand, diamond hard as he pumps a few more dregs out of his leaking mast.
Both of them manage to wring out a few final dregs from each other, thighs and hand working in tandem until they're lying worn and panting on the jetski bobbing in open blue.]
[Scott's entire body shudders against the jet ski, arms quivering on the vehicle as his body jerks and shakes with the last bits of his orgasm running through him. Fuck. Just feeling Bakugo's tip rubbing against his balls like that... and the way his hand was wrapped tight around his pulsating cock, it was intense in a way that was new and yet familiar. Definitely a satisfying feeling though, his body pushed to that limit. He pretty much always feels that way whenever he has sex with Bakugo, them pulling and pushing at each other until they orgasm.
It's nice. He likes it a lot, even.
Though his breath hitches when he Bakugo's grip on his softening cock doesn't relent, the mutant pushing back against the muscular form still splattered against his back and bitching at him in a voice that's trying to sound annoyed, but mostly sounds out of breath. Maybe just a little warm.]
I'm done, dipshit. [And yet, he squeezes the penis between his thighs one more time before finally letting him go-- legs puling away from their clamped position and allowing them to float more freely in the water.
There's a moment where he feels so content, being in the water out here with Bakugo's form plastered against him, but.]
Guess we're tied now. [Definitely some smugness entering his voice there.]
[Cheek to cheek, each breath puffing over the corner of Scott's lips, Bakugo drapes against his friend's body. He cracks his eyes open halfway, not finding any reason to move a muscle. Everything's comfortable as fuck right now, his entire figure thrumming with a warm afterglow and occasional jets of pleasure whenever Scott's legs twitched around his softening dick. He slowly eases his grip on the mutant's balls, fingers sliding off one at a time. First time he's ever jerked Scott off and not come away with his hand covered in semen. It's all floating in the water now. Fuck, was it supposed to feel that good? Between the thighs like that... Anything with Scott feels amazing.
Yeah, yeah. Shoulder blades rut against his pectorals and Bakugo lets himself get pushed backwards. Arms sliding off Scott's shoulders, penis slipping free of his thighs, entire body floating into the water behind him with a lazy bob. Annoyingly cold compared to the mutant's warm body. Enough to quickly shake him out of his post-orgasmic haze. He reaches down and gives himself a few jerking rubs to clean up, then pulls his swimsuit back up and knots it. Before drifting back to the jet ski with a few leisurely leg motions.]
Hmph. Don't get cocky. I'm no gonna let you beat me again. [And grabs Scott's swimsuit from the machine's seat to toss at him. Before leaning over the cushioned seat and kissing the brunette hard. Long, lasting, maybe even a little wanting. Then drops back.] Get dressed. We have to turn these things in soon.
[More than enough time to make it to dinner and spend the night together later.]
[He's gloating so much... even though all he did was just 'tie' with the other teen. Despite trying to be a little more mature because of the whole X-Men thing, Scott really still is a brat. He catches his swim trunks from Bakugo with that same smug grin, though finally, it gets wiped off his face as he's pulled into a long and hard kiss-- something just a little more to it that the teen finds himself wanting just a bit after they separate.
It's a tingling emotion that Scott lets himself feel. Warm, confusing, but he doesn't want to shove it away either. Somewhere in all this, he's gotten pretty attached to him-- a realization that Scott doesn't voice, choosing instead to roll his eyes before working to put his swimsuit back on.]
Yeah yeah, let's get going. Starting to feel soggy being out here.
[Don't you dare gloat at him! He's not afraid to throw down immediately after a throw down and break that shitty tie! Goddamn brat. No wonder he likes Scott so much. If he was a weak-spined wuss, Bakugo wouldn't have half the fun with him he does. He clicks his tongue in annoyance. Shit. Hoped those swimtrunks would splat the mutant right in his face and give him a laugh. Oh well. He's getting a kiss "splatted" onto his face instead. Wet, hard, long, probably messy enough it risks starting something else... before Bakugo breaks it and shoves away into the water.
Enough of those feelings buzzing in his chest. Caught between hot sun and cold water, the blonde swims for his jet ski, pushing burgeoning thoughts to the side. Deal with them later. Not something he wants to voice to Scott any time soon. Until he's had his own chance to review them.
While Scott gets his trunks back on and climbs onto his jet ski, Bakugo mounts his own machine's seat with a wet slop of his legs, then revs the engine a few times once it purrs to lie.]
Last one there takes it up the ass tonight.
[*SMIRK*
Yeah, he couldn't leave their tie alone. Whoever wins, they're both gonna enjoy it. Once Scott's beside him and ready, he guns the motor and takes off.]
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Date: 8/21/25 01:45 (UTC)[Holy shit. He never thought he'd come from fucking someone else's thighs. Slumping molten against Scott's back, Bakugo clings to him through his orgasm, muscles clenched and shuddering with each hard spurt gushing across his friend's balls. His face's flushed, breath catching in his throat, fingers digging into the other teen's chest as if he'll sink and drown if he lets go. Bastard didn't even come with him. Scott's penis twitches and throbs in his grip, stubbornly refusing to break even as Bakugo spills himself into the water-
There he goes. Shouting into the sky, body tensing up like a wire against his chest and legs. Bakugo drags him flush to his torso, holding on tightly as his friend rides out wave after wave of his own intense climax. His snarls ease off into panting breaths, forehead dropping as his bangs hide his eyes beneath a shadowed veil. Scott's balls churn over his glans, rising and falling with each pump of semen from his tip, tortuously massaging his overly-sensitive head. It's almost more mesmerizing than his penis twitching and spurting in his hand, diamond hard as he pumps a few more dregs out of his leaking mast.
Both of them manage to wring out a few final dregs from each other, thighs and hand working in tandem until they're lying worn and panting on the jetski bobbing in open blue.]
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Date: 8/24/25 16:56 (UTC)It's nice. He likes it a lot, even.
Though his breath hitches when he Bakugo's grip on his softening cock doesn't relent, the mutant pushing back against the muscular form still splattered against his back and bitching at him in a voice that's trying to sound annoyed, but mostly sounds out of breath. Maybe just a little warm.]
I'm done, dipshit. [And yet, he squeezes the penis between his thighs one more time before finally letting him go-- legs puling away from their clamped position and allowing them to float more freely in the water.
There's a moment where he feels so content, being in the water out here with Bakugo's form plastered against him, but.]
Guess we're tied now. [Definitely some smugness entering his voice there.]
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Date: 8/24/25 20:22 (UTC)Yeah, yeah. Shoulder blades rut against his pectorals and Bakugo lets himself get pushed backwards. Arms sliding off Scott's shoulders, penis slipping free of his thighs, entire body floating into the water behind him with a lazy bob. Annoyingly cold compared to the mutant's warm body. Enough to quickly shake him out of his post-orgasmic haze. He reaches down and gives himself a few jerking rubs to clean up, then pulls his swimsuit back up and knots it. Before drifting back to the jet ski with a few leisurely leg motions.]
Hmph. Don't get cocky. I'm no gonna let you beat me again. [And grabs Scott's swimsuit from the machine's seat to toss at him. Before leaning over the cushioned seat and kissing the brunette hard. Long, lasting, maybe even a little wanting. Then drops back.] Get dressed. We have to turn these things in soon.
[More than enough time to make it to dinner and spend the night together later.]
wrapped? :>
Date: 8/26/25 20:43 (UTC)[He's gloating so much... even though all he did was just 'tie' with the other teen. Despite trying to be a little more mature because of the whole X-Men thing, Scott really still is a brat. He catches his swim trunks from Bakugo with that same smug grin, though finally, it gets wiped off his face as he's pulled into a long and hard kiss-- something just a little more to it that the teen finds himself wanting just a bit after they separate.
It's a tingling emotion that Scott lets himself feel. Warm, confusing, but he doesn't want to shove it away either. Somewhere in all this, he's gotten pretty attached to him-- a realization that Scott doesn't voice, choosing instead to roll his eyes before working to put his swimsuit back on.]
Yeah yeah, let's get going. Starting to feel soggy being out here.
🎀 good wrap for me!
Date: 8/27/25 00:24 (UTC)[Don't you dare gloat at him! He's not afraid to throw down immediately after a throw down and break that shitty tie! Goddamn brat. No wonder he likes Scott so much. If he was a weak-spined wuss, Bakugo wouldn't have half the fun with him he does. He clicks his tongue in annoyance. Shit. Hoped those swimtrunks would splat the mutant right in his face and give him a laugh. Oh well. He's getting a kiss "splatted" onto his face instead. Wet, hard, long, probably messy enough it risks starting something else... before Bakugo breaks it and shoves away into the water.
Enough of those feelings buzzing in his chest. Caught between hot sun and cold water, the blonde swims for his jet ski, pushing burgeoning thoughts to the side. Deal with them later. Not something he wants to voice to Scott any time soon. Until he's had his own chance to review them.
While Scott gets his trunks back on and climbs onto his jet ski, Bakugo mounts his own machine's seat with a wet slop of his legs, then revs the engine a few times once it purrs to lie.]
Last one there takes it up the ass tonight.
[*SMIRK*
Yeah, he couldn't leave their tie alone. Whoever wins, they're both gonna enjoy it. Once Scott's beside him and ready, he guns the motor and takes off.]