[Bakugo isn't going to try and recover that statement. His breathing is already catching in his throat and breaking into harder noises he can't quite hold in now. It's so strange, the pleasure that comes from not knowing even as Esikko's pace falls into a steady motion. It's not his hand, it's not his actions, it's not his effort. Somewhere in his mind, he's appalled that he's letting some stranger get him off. The rest of his mind is quickly overshadowing logic with the rush of building arousal.
Another squeeze, another grope, strokes picking up speed as the fluid leaking from his tip smears all over the other boy's hand and Bakugo's dick. Everything starts to tense up, a rush flooding down from his head to his chest to his stomach to ball into his hips, coiling up from every area as he clenches his eyes shut.
In one snap, Bakugo jerks backwards, hand slamming into the bed as he braces himself against the sudden burst within Esikko's grip. Head dropping back, teeth grit against a thick grunt of pleasure as he comes hard. White lances from his tip, lacing his chest and stomach with glistening lines, more falling around his groin and Esikk's hand as he pulses out his orgasm in several hard constrictions.]
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Another squeeze, another grope, strokes picking up speed as the fluid leaking from his tip smears all over the other boy's hand and Bakugo's dick. Everything starts to tense up, a rush flooding down from his head to his chest to his stomach to ball into his hips, coiling up from every area as he clenches his eyes shut.
In one snap, Bakugo jerks backwards, hand slamming into the bed as he braces himself against the sudden burst within Esikko's grip. Head dropping back, teeth grit against a thick grunt of pleasure as he comes hard. White lances from his tip, lacing his chest and stomach with glistening lines, more falling around his groin and Esikk's hand as he pulses out his orgasm in several hard constrictions.]