212And here's chapter 2. I've uploaded this on the same day as Chapter 1, sooooo...I've really got nothing to say.
Chapter 2: Kyoka Gets Jack(ed) Hammered
Kyoka Jiro turned away from the gathered girls of her class. Class 1-A had just finished their first Heroics class, ending their first week at UA University, and the talk of the town was one person: Izuku Midoriya.
Kyoka could understand the attraction. Midoriya was tall and built like a Pre-Quirk Olympic Athlete. He was also kind and smart, unlike some of the other males, and not a pervert like others. Finally, he was one of the only males in Class 1-A without a major stick up his ass or other weird quirk - he was both confident and humble, and seemed to be close to some, if not all, of their teachers. All in all, he was the ideal male.
Not that Kyoka was looking for a boyfriend right now. She wanted to get grounded in her studies and figure out more about her own dreams - combining music and heroism in order to make others smile and feel both happy and safe. Not just that...but she was also more than a little insecure about her body, especially compared to the girls in her class.
Was she busty - a little, but nothing close to Yaoyoruzu's massive boobs or Uraraka's plentiful melons, though Kyouka was satisfied with her D-Cups. Did she have a nice ass - uhh, yea. It was round and tight...but not as tight and firm as Ashido's or as bountiful as Tsuyu's. Her personality - the punk rocker schtick was who she was, and she wasn't changing for anyone...but even the invisible girl, Hagakagure, had the bubbly and friendly personality that permeated some boy's - and girl's - fantasies.
Leaning against the wall and sighing, Kyoka's ears - enhanced by her Quirk, couldn't help but pick up on a conversation coming from the boy's side.
"Damn Bakugou, no wonder you're so angry. I would be too if I was that small!"
'Mineta?' Kyoka thought with no small amount of disgust at the thought of the openly perverted boy (her mom had told her that all men were perverted, some just more than others which Dad… didn't really deny). 'But what the hell does he mean by being that small-oh…'
Kyoka's brain froze as she tried to process what was going on. 'Are they really...measuring their...lengths?' Though stunned, the punk rock girl continued to listen in, her own inner pervert coming out.
"OH FUCK YOU BASTARD!" Bakugou roared, ignoring the laughter coming from some of his male classmates. "I TOLD YOU IT'S AVERAGE!"
"Sorry dude, but the average is like 5-6 inches." Kaminiari responded, and Kyouka could almost hear him shrug. "But hey man, size isn't everything. I'm sure someone likes it small."
"PISS OFF SPARKY!"
Some of the more rowdy boy's laughed again and began comparing their own. To Kyoka's surprise, most of the boy's - including Mineta - were around the average length. The real shocker came from Iida, who was above average at 7.5 inches. 'Huh, maybe getting laid will help him chill.' Kyoka thought, before Mineta's latest exclamation blew her mind.
"Damn it Midoriya! You're first in the assessment test, humiliate Bakugou (HEY!), and now this...you lucky fucker!"
Midoriya sputtered a bit while Iida scolded Mineta on his language and Bakugou stormed out. "It's...really not that big a deal. In fact I'm kinda embarrassed by it."
Kyoka's mind - still putting itself back together - shattered again. 'No fucking way…' While everyone agreed that Midoriya was good looking, all the girls had agreed that he was far too much of a cinnamon roll to really be...packing something super serious. Not that they thought he was small, just...innocent.
Pulling herself away from the wall, Kyoka tried to shake the conversation from her mind. 'No big deal...for all i know those idiots are just blowing it out of proportion.' Ignoring the rapidly spreading wet spot in her panties, Kyoka hastily got dressed and told the others she'd see them back in class.
'Just gotta get through the rest of the day. No big deal.'
'Ok, it's a big fucking deal.'
Class 1-A had three more classes that day and throughout all of them, Kyoka would find herself staring at Midoriya. Thankfully she was able to shake herself from it before anyone noticed. She still couldn't get that conversation out of her head...and from the looks of it, some of the other guys couldn't either.
Bakugou was growling at the green haired boy constantly, having been humiliated during the exercise - Midoriya had powered up, taken him down in an instant, then continued on and helped Uraraka acquire the weapon from Iida - and in the locker room. Some of the other boys were looking at Midoriya with something akin to...jealousy? Worship? Something that Kyoka couldn't identify. 'Boys.' She thought dismissively.
Unfortunately, that turned her thoughts back to Midoriya. She couldn't get the foux-image out of her head - his cock (cause in her mind, only little boys like Bakugou had a penis, real men had cocks) growing bigger and bigger as each second passed by, growing to impossible proportions.
'Enough!' She mentally screamed at herself as the bell rang. Rising, Kyoka walked towards the door, only to stumble and almost fall, only to be caught by a pair of strong arms that cradled her towards a defined chest.
"Ah, Jirou are you ok?" The man of her recent fantasies himself asked, staring down at her with glistening emerald eyes. All Kyoka could do was nod, squeak out a 'thank you', and right herself, her face bright red. Quickly moving away from everyone, Kyoka rushed out of the classroom and down the hall towards the girl's bathroom. Splashing some water on her face, Kyoka took several deep breaths, failing to calm down.
'Fuckfuckfuck!' She cursed in her head, seeing Izuku's (when did she start that?) face every-time she closed her eyes, feeling his rippling muscles and toned arms around her, his hot breath on her face-
"Oh fuck me." The girl groaned, her face falling into her hands. "How the fuck do I end this…"
'You fuck him.'
That thought penetrated the maelstrom of worries and concerns - as well as fantasies - that swirled around her mind. Unfortunately, that one thought stuck to her and continued to grow. 'You fuck him and find out just how big he is. Confirmation is key, and once it's discovered, you can move one.'
"Yea…" She whispered to herself as she righted herself and schooled her facial features before walking out, being met by a concerned Yaoyoruzu.
"Jirou are you ok?" The rich girl asked, concern evident in her voice.
"Yep." Kyoka said, popping the p, all with a smile on her face. "In fact, I've never felt better."
The two continued to talk as they walked back to Heights Alliance. Entering the dorm, the two looked upon the current scene with wide eyes. Midoriya and Sato were in the kitchen, the Sugar Quirk user mixing ingredients into what was obviously a pastry of some sort, while Izuku was mixing three different kinds of cheese into a bowl. Looking up, Sato waved at them, drawing Midoriya's eyes away from the mix.
"Ah, Jirou, are you ok? You rushed out of the room kinda fast, and I was worried."
Kyoka smiled and did her best not to blush. "Ah, no need to worry about me Midoriya, I'm a big girl." She responded back, approaching the boy. "Whatcha making?"
Midoriya scratched the back of his head, before gesturing to the ingredients he had laying on the kitchen top. "Well, I thought it'd be nice if we had something Western, so I broke out my mom's vegetarian lasagna recipe. And don't worry Yaoyoruzu," Midoriya addressed the high class beauty "I'm making plenty and just because it's vegetarian doesn't mean it won't have plenty of calories for your Quirk."
Blushing, Yaoyoruzu stuttered out a thank you before excusing herself. Now alone - except for the still baking Sato - Jirou turned back to Midoriya. "Hey...can I ask a favor of you Midoriya?"
"Of course."
"Well…" Jirou tried to think of an excuse to get the boy alone - in one of their rooms was preferred - before a half-truth came to mind. "I've never really been the best as History and I noticed you seemed to really have it together in that class. Can you give me some help tonight, just in organizing my notes and maybe some memorization tips?"
A smile found its way onto Izuku's face, in Kyoka's mind, lighting up the room. "Of course. Would you prefer the common area or one of our rooms?"
"Would...would it be ok if we did it in your room?"
"Yea no problem. Just come by after dinner and we'll get to work."
"Thanks man, you're a lifesaver." Jirou smiled before leaving.
She had to get ready for the night.
Kyoka couldn't lie to herself and say she wasn't nervous as she stood outside of Izuku's door. Of course, she was nervous about what she wanted to happen - she was virgin after all - but she was also nervous about her choice of attire. She had chosen to wear tight booty shorts that accentuated her ass and a tight top that pushed her boobs up while exposing her midriff. All in all, Kyoka looked very sexy...which led to her nerves acting up.
'What if he thinks I'm dressed like a slut or something? Fuck, I don't want to come off like that! Maybe I can cancel real quick and-'
Kyoka was interrupted from her thoughts by Izuku's door opening, revealing the man himself, his current state of dress causing the girl's face to flush. Izuku stood their shirtless, pectoral muscles on display (along with some odd scars), while a pair of basketball shorts adorned his legs. Though loose, the shorts did nothing to hide his toned legs. Smiling Izuku waved and invited her inside, with Kyoka's body robotically following his commands.
Plopping herself down on his bed, Kyoka silently held up her notes for Izuku to look at. And so, their session began, with Kyoka quickly dragging herself out of the gutter in her mind to listen and learn something. She also learned small facts about Izuku himself, such as his vast amounts of Hero knowledge, his step-mom (Ms. Midnight...that explained why he wasn't very flustered by her apparel) and other such facts about the man. In return, she told Izuku about herself, some of the more embarrassing moments about her father, her interests in music (which he connected to, being a classical rock fan, which instantly earned some brownie points).
As the two continued to study and make small talk, Kyoka decided to breach another topic. "Midoriya...can I ask you why you want to be a Hero?" The verdant haired boy looked at her and smiled that pure smile that for some reason, really got her engines going.
"Well...I imagine you've seen All Might's debut video, right?"
"Everyone's seen that video."
"That's where it all started for me." Izuku smiled. "The smile that All Might wore...even though I was watching it through my computer, I couldn't help but feel safe and happy. That meant a lot to me at the time, cause I wasn't the most confident of kids." Kyoka had a hard time believing that, but hey, people change between four and eighteen. "And I guess, I wanted to help others feel like that. Eventually, that evolved into wanting to help as many people as I could, doing whatever I could to try and help."
Kyoka was blown away by the man's selfless reason for wanting to be a Hero. 'Damn…'
"What about you Jirou?"
Kyoka shook herself and responded, though she made a point in not looking at the man. "I...I guess mine is kinda similar. I've always loved music, and I told you that both of my parents were musicians. Well, I always felt like it was expected of me to go down that path as well...but then I saw the way Heroes like All Might made people smile and feel good. It was similar to the way music makes me feel. I...I want to share that with the world. I want to save people and make them feel happy, while making music that also makes them feel good."
Kyoka continued to look down, her voice cracking a little. "I'm a little ashamed, cause it's not as pure as your cause - "
Kyoka was cut off when she felt a calloused hand on her chin that gently lifted her head up. Izuku was close - and he probably didn't even notice the intimacy of his action - but what really captivated Kyoka were his eyes, which blazed as he spoke.
"Your reason is just as valid as anyone else's, especially mine. Everyone had their own way of helping people, of helping the world. I love music and I understand its significance to the world, and I think what you want to do...well it's beautiful. You're not just saving lives, you're creating something wonderful and making the world a better place in the process. That sounds like a hero to me."
'...Oh fuck it.' Kyoka thought. Izuku's speech, along with the closeness of their bodies and her thoughts throughout the day, caused her to throw caution to the wind and throw herself at Izuku, pushing him backwards onto his bed. Placing her hands on either side of his head, Kyoka dipped her head down and placed her lips against Izuku's.
Pulling back after a few seconds, Kyoka looked into Midoriya's widened eyes and smiled down at him. "Thank you...Izuku." The use of his first name caused the boy's mouth to open, which Kyoka took advantage of and pressed her lips against him again. This time, she opened her mouth and slid her tongue into his, messing around with his tongue.
As for Izuku, the boy had thought something was up since he saw Kyoka in her clothes - he might have lived with Midnight for some time, but all that really did was get him used to the female body and more aware of signals - and her actions confirmed his earlier thoughts. 'Does she like me...or is this about something else?'
Izuku's line of thinking came to a halt when Kyoka began to french kiss him. 'Questions for later.' Izuku thought as the primal part of his mind took over. Wrapping his arms around Kyoka's waste, Izuku pulled her close and began to battle her tongue with his, causing the girl to moan in joy.
'Mhmmm, there we go Green.' Kyoka thought as she began grinding against Izuku's crotch. Said man began moaning, lightly thrusting his hips upwards to meet hers, their clothed crotches rubbing and bumping against each other. Pulling back, both students gasped for air as they stared into each other's eyes, their hips still moving.
Kyoka was about to dip back down when she felt something hard and long pressing against her leg. 'No way…' She thought as the thing began growing longer and harder. Using her thigh to measure, Kyoka was confident that it was about 9-10 inches in length - the biggest she had ever heard of outside porn.
Licking her lips, Kyoka sat up and shimmied down Izuku's body, stopping when her head was near his crotch. Placing a hand on the clothed member, Kyoka smiled as Izuku hissed at the contact, bucking his hips slightly. Sliding her hand up and down the length, Kyoka looked up at Izuku with lidded eyes and cooed at him.
"Mhmmm, Zuzu~ This seems so big! Can I take a look?" Kyoka asked, her voice low and sultry. In return, Izuku smiled at the girl.
"Of course Kyo. But I think it's only fair if you show me something in return." Izuku proposed, causing the girl to let out an exaggerated gasp.
"Oh my, Izuku! So naughty of you. You must really be Midnight's step-son~" Kyoka said, before grasping her top and lifting it over her head, freeing her breasts which bounced around. "Would this do?"
The pulsing rod that was resting near her thighs gave her an answer. "Mhmmm...Seems like you enjoy it~ Now," Kyoka purred, grasping the hem of Izuku's shorts "it's time to claim my prize!"
With that, Kyoka leaned down, eager to get a closer look, and yanked Izuku's shorts down. To her shock, Izuku's cock flew up and slapped her across the face. Mouth open, Kyouka gaped and blinked at the monster in front of her, placing a tentative hand on its shaft. Her petite hand could hardly get around the shaft, which shocked her. Getting an encouraging moan from Izuku, Kyoka began to slide her hand up and down.
Izuku laid back and enjoyed the fact that a girl was shirtless, in his bed, and jerking him off. Eventually, Kyouka began to pick up the pace, adding a second hand, increasing the pleasure Izuku was feeling, causing his moans to grow.
Suddenly, Kyoka stopped and removed her hands from Izuku's cock. Smirking at his questioning - and slightly angry - look, Kyoka leaned down and licked the tip, getting a small amount of precum that was beginning to seep through. Swirling the liquid in her mouth, Kyoka decided she liked the taste and continued to lick and service Izuku's cock, gently massaging his hefty balls with her hands.
Izuku groaned louder as Kyoka continued her ministrations, content - for now - to let her dictate the pace. After a few more minutes of licking, Izuku's breath hitched as he felt a rush coming through his genitals.
"Kyoka, I'm gonna-"
"Mhmm, that's right Zuzu~ Cum for me baby~" Kyoka moaned to him, taking the tip of his cock - so large it forced her jaw down - into her mouth and wrapping her tongue around it. Izuku nearly roared and let loose a massive stream of cum that splattered across the back of Kyoka's throat, painting it white. Gagging, the punk girl tried to swallow the sticky load, only to be interrupted by another load that erupted from Izuku's cock. Unable to keep up, Kyoka released Izuku's cock and began to stroke it, his cum splattering across her face, painting it white.
After four loads, Izuku stopped cumming, though his cock remained hard. Kyoka moaned and made an effort in attracting Izuku's attention by collecting his semen with her hands and licking then swallowing it, all the while never breaking eye contact with her lover.
To say that turned Izuku on was like saying a desert was dry. Grunting, Izuku moved fast, grabbing Kyoka's shoulders and reversing their positions so that she was at the head of the bed and he was kneeling between her spread legs. Grasping her booty shorts, Izuku tugged them down to her ankles, allowing the girl to kick them off. Izuku didn't care about that, only caring about her now bare pussy - Kyoka had chosen not to wear panties - which was glistening.
Placing a tentative finger on her labia, Izuku began to move it up and down, drawing whimpers from the girl. Growing bolder, Izuku added two more fingers, and was soon drawing all three of them up and down, side to side, but never entering.
It was torture for Kyoka would whined and begged, throwing Izuku many disparate looks. Smirking the boy slowly inserted one finger, slowly pushing forward until he was joint deep...before quickly withdrawing his finger.
Kyoka opened her mouth to protest, but her words were cut off as Izuku quickly placed his head between her legs and licked her opening. Breath caught in her throat, Kyoka could do nothing more than moan and groan as Izuku continued to service her pussy, thrusting his tongue inside her and twisting it around, exploring the cavern.
After a few minutes - much faster than any of Kyoka's toys - and Kyoka felt her body seize up before letting out a high pitched shriek, trying her best to keep it quiet. Her core exploded, expelling her essence across Izuku's face, which the boy gladly lapped up. Raising up, Izuku couldn't help but try to immortalize the image beneath him: Kyoka Jiro, panting in ecstasy, her face stained with his cum.
The two continued to take deep breaths before Kyoka carefully pulled herself up and wrapped her arms around Izuku, resting her head in the crook of his neck. "Fuck Zuzu...that was...wow."
"Yea." Izuku breathed out in agreement, his own arms coming up to cradle the girl into his body. "Yea it was something."
Kyoka giggled before gasping, feeling Izuku's pulsing length back to full mast. "Oh my, Zuzu, seems like you've got some stamina." Maneuvering herself so that she was straddling his waist, Kyoka began to rub her still sensitive pussy against Izuku's massive cock head. "Mhmmm, Zuzu, I want it sooooo bad~"
Growling, Izuku gripped the girl's hips, stopping her motions, and began to slowly lower her. After forcing the head of his cock into her - causing the girl's breath to hitch - Izuku looked into her eyes, noticing the tears. "Kyoka, we can stop if-"
"Nope." Kyoka grunted, trying to force the tears back. "I...I really do want this Izuku. I know we haven't known each other very long...but I trust you. You are a good guy, and I want you to be my first."
Izuku nodded, touched by her trust in him, and continued to pull her down. Hitting her limit, Izuku gave the girl a tender kiss, which Kyoka gladly reciprocated - both ignoring the taste that lingered on the other's lips. Pulling back, Kyouka looked down and noticed two things.
The first was that her stomach was bulging a little. The distinct shape of the bulge let her know it was from Izuku's cock. The second, and what blew her mind more, was that Izuku was fully sheathed inside her, leaving the last quarter of his length exposed.
"Izuku." Kyoka panted out, giving the boy a hard look. "You've still got some . !" Despite Izuku's protest, Kyoka lifted herself up and dropped back down, forcing the rest of Izuku's massive cock into her formerly virgin pussy. Said cock forced itself into her womb, the sensation nearly causing the girl to black out and Izuku to blow his load right there.
The tightness of Kyoka's hole awoke something inside of Izuku. Grasping the girl's hips, Izuku forced her down onto the bed, her face pressed against the mattress, her hips in Izuku's hands. Growling, Izuku began to thrust into the girl's cavern, going slow enough not to overwhelm the girl but fast enough to give her a thorough workout.
Kyoka lifted her head up a bit, and turned to look at Izuku, using every bit of willpower she possessed to not allow her eyes to roll back into her head. "C'mon Zuzu!" Kyoka slurred out, egging him on. "Gimme more! Harder! Faster!"
Izuku complied and began to pick his pace up, rapidly thrusting into the girl beneath him. Deciding to change things up a bit, Izuku took one hand off Kyoka's hips, raising the flat of his palm.
SMACK!
The slap echoed in the room as Izuku's hand lanced down and struck Kyoka's ass, causing the flesh to ripple. Kyoka, shocked but aroused, let out an adorable yelp that invigorated Izuku. Raising his hand again, Izuku repeated his spanking actions till Kyoka's ass was bright red.
Kyouka continued to convulse around Izuku's cock, orgasming again and again. After her fifth one of the night, her will broke. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her tongue hung out of her mouth and her moans became more and more garbled. Eventually, Izuku felt himself reach his own limit and quickly hilted himself inside the punk girl.
"TAKE MY LOAD KYO!" Izuku roared, exploding inside of Kyoka. One, two, three loads were deposited inside of the Earphone Jack User, causing her stomach to bloat. Tired, Izuku wrapped his arms around the fucked-stupid girl and brought her into a spooning position, his member still inside of her. Soon enough, sleep claimed the two students, allowing them both to drift away while in each other's arms.
Light shone through the window to Izuku Midoriya's dorm room, hitting the boy's eyes and causing him to groan. Blinking, Izuku wondered why he was naked, on top of his sheets, and why his penis felt so warm and wet.
The answer to all of these groaned herself, her own eyes opening and meeting Izuku's. Neither spoke as they stared at each other, each too nervous to say anything. Izuku, ever the brave (or stupid) one, opened his mouth first.
"Uhh...Kyoka. Look I...I don't really know what to say."
"Mhmm." The girl groaned in response. "Yea, i get that. But fuck me, Green, last night was great."
Chuckling at the unintentional joke - which caused Kyoka to roll her eyes while smirking - Izuku nodded. "Yea it was...and i don't regret it."
"Neither do I." Kyoka said, moving her face closer to Izuku's while cupping his cheeks with her hands. "And I wanna do it again." Kissing the boy gently, the two wrapped their arms around each other and enjoyed the aftermath of their coupling.
Cut! This is the start of a new story called Confirmation (duh). The name comes from Jiro "confirming" Izuku's size. Then yea. Like I said in Chapter 1, this fic is mostly smut, with a small amount of plot. Anyways, hope y'all enjoyed it.
This was posted on the same day as Chapter One, so I'm not going to be working on anything else till next week. Please refer to my profile about updates.
Next time: Momo's Momentous Mammeries!
TheSaintsFollower signing out.
