swan_forest | Bi-curious

Well, Shidou's happy to offer Denji all the makeouts he wants. Shidou's a slut for makeouts. Well, he's just a slut in general. He's glad to go down with anyone he's attracted to and wants him back.

He's not surprised that Denji got a short refractory period. He's a teenager, and Shidou's isn't that much longer.

Moaning softly, Shidou nuzzled in against Denji's neck. "Keep don't that, you can tighten your grip a bit, fuck your hand feels good on my cock." He can't shut up because he loves to talk and loves to give praise. He sees something cool; he's going to say it's cool. It's how he is. He's not programed to lie.

The world sucks. He knows. It's violent and dangerous and full of monsters, and he doesn't mean devils, but it's also got hot people, and sex is a thing, so it's not all bad news.

And Denji doesn't have to worry about not being able to make him cum, he's going to cum. He's easy to please. "Getting close, baby," he crooned.

Denji's pretty much on the same page—as long as there's girls and food, that's fine. Apparently his options might be a bit broader than he knew, which he isn't ready to think about. A little difficult to navel-gaze when he's got a skilled hand stroking his cock. Which feels better with the kissing—Denji swallows trepidatiously for how much he likes the moan he pulls from Shidou when Shidou's pulled away, nuzzling into his neck.

Fuck, fuck, that's nice. Denji's weak to that kind of thing too. He does as instructed, breath heavy.

He's surprised to hear that Shidou's getting close—then relieved. Maybe kinda smug. He'd have preferred the first time he made someone cum was a girl, but at least with another dude, it felt kind of like a fun powerplay.

"Don't call me baby," Denji scolds snappishly, turning his head to pull the skin of Shidou's neck between his pointed teeth, lips drawn in a snarl in such a way that it wrinkles his nose. The bite isn't enough to cause damage, but it'll pinch, for sure.

Shit. Denji's realizing part of why he's so turned on is because he recognizes that when Shidou's done, he's probably going to be up for more—he's energetic as hell and this is probably his preferred hobby, what they're doing here... Denji wants more and he's starting to feel confident he's gonna get it. He's still plenty curious.

"But you're so cute," Shidou murmured into his neck. And then when he's bitten, he lets out an, "Oh, fuck yes!"

And that's what tips him over. He's a bit of a sadist and a bit of a masochist, and those sharp teeth feel real fucking good sinking into his neck.

His hips buck, and he's spilling all over Denji's hand with his spunk. Once he's done jizzing, he nuzzles some more against Denji like a snuggly cat. "Fuck, Denji, that was good." He pressed a kiss to Denji's cheek and gave his dick a tug. "Now, what do you wanna do with this thing? I just remembered thigh fucking's a thing. Wanna fuck mine?"

Denji almost starts when Shidou cums, surprised it seems to be that bite that sends him over. Eyes wide, he watches as Shidou’s dick pulses out its load, stroking Shidou through his orgasm. He blinks at his jizzy hand like it wasn’t the most obvious conclusion possible, and wipes it on his shirt. Which he’ll definitely regret later. His brain’s working less than even usual.

“Augh,” Denji gripes to the kiss, but besides that and a scowl, he doesn’t really complain—especially when his dick is stroked again; his gaze immediately goes a little vacant and his body untenses, making a low sound of pleasure. Denji’s too easy.

“Thigh fuckin’…”

He thinks he’s seen that before. He’d never thought about it with a dude. Or rather, never even applied that as an activity they could do together.

But wait. He already had something in mind, didn’t he? Ugh, and he’s gotta be the one to say it. He bites his lip, face going red as he struggles to get the gumption to get it out.

“Actually, could you play with my ass?”

Denji feels like a traitorous convert. Not his fault it apparently feels awesome or something.

Shidou blinks at him, eyes going wide. "Sure," he said, tilting his head and licking the other's cheek, because why the hell not? "How do you want me to play with it, fingers or tongue?"

He let go of Denji's dick and slid his hand down. "Spread your legs for me, DenDen," he murmured, voice soft and low. "I'll show anything and everything you want to know about playing with your ass. It's seriously one of the best feelings ever."

Down the taint, and there it was that tight little ring of muscle. He touched it with his middle finger. "And the best part about anal is some chicks like it too. Their g-spot's not in it, but the rim," he circled it with his finger. "Is sensitive."

"Gah! What the fuck, dude," Denji shouts, shoving Shidou as he's slinking away anyway. He wipes his face, scowling petulantly at his partner.

He glares venomously for that, and also 'DenDen'...but because Denji is nothing if not consistent and predictable, he spreads his legs. He got a little sidetracked from Shidou's question by his play, and tries to think about it.

He's sidetracked again when Shidou is touching his asshole. With a dry fucking finger!

"Hey, hey, don't—"

Wait. Girls?

The idea of doing this stuff to a girl's ass makes his dick throb, covering the lower half of his mouth as he glances away.

"Y-you're the expert. As long as it doesn't hurt, and as long as it's not your dick."

He pauses, positing a naive question—Denji's so unused to having access to the internet like that he still mostly jerks it to paper mags, so... Even if he's maybe seen some anal videos, it's not like he knows anything about what girls actually like.

"How d'ya know girls like it in the ass too sometimes? That's seriously super hot..."

Shidou grins back, totally unrepentant. "You're yummy, though."

He's not planning on sticking a dry finger into him; he's just testing the waters. "I'm not putting it yet," he assured the other teen. "Just seeing how you like it." He pressed a kiss to Denji's shoulder.

"I know because I have girl-friends." Sorta. It was less friendship and more bragging about sexual conquests to each other and throwing shade at people. "It's not for everyone. Just like not every gay guy likes anal. There are plenty of ways to have sex that don't involve penetration."

He moved his finger away from Denji's hole and began to sliver down the other's body again. "Spread your legs a bit more for me. I'll start by eating you out, then we'll move on to fingers, and if you don't like it, tell me. Communication is important during sex. It's no fun for me if you're not enjoying yourself."

It wasn't an altruistic goal. It was all about ego. Ego at making someone feel so good they're begging for more. "You've got nice legs by the way."

Eat—

Oh.

Denji's heart flutters and he feels a hot wash of arousal tingle through his limbs, swallowing. He hates he's excited about that—it'd already been on his mind, since their conversation before Denji came over. Curiosity at first, but...

"Huh..." he says more passively than he means to; he does her Shidou, and he finds it interesting that any girls like it at all, and that same gay men aren't into it. Guess that's where tops and bottoms come from? Swallowing, Denji obediently spreads his legs, expression a little sour and shy as he glances away while he does it.

"Alright," he answers to their game plan. "I'm giving you a chance cuz you're so experienced." And generous, altruistic or no. This is exactly what Denji's been looking for, almost, besides the fact it wasn't a girl. Just busy and unrepentant sex play. He agrees, about the other person being into it... Himeno was too drunk to participate the way Denji wanted, and that time he was flaccid even though he was pressed against Power's naked body, because of her distress...

Ignoring Shidou's compliment out of shyness, Denji's breath shudders as he tries to relax.

"J-just go ahead with it before I chicken out."

"Once I start, sweet cheeks, you'll probably love it."

As someone who does both, he enjoys it when someone goes town on him. But he does know a strictly top who loves it when he's eaten out, especially when he's riding some other man's face.

Now that he thinks of it, that might be a good position for Denji. It would give him some control. Oh, that would be good for him, building up his confidence. Or something.

But since he's being told to get a move on, he spits on Denji's hole, then moves in, giving it a long, slow lick.

This face-sitting proposition (maybe another time?) would make sense to Denji; he kind of heard about these sorts of things adjacently through the yakuza as a power/humiliation thing (even if it did obviously feel good too, but that wasn't the point in this context). That's why he offered it to Yoshida the way he did.

For sure.

"Don't fuckin' call me that either!! God damn it, what's with you! Gonna kill my wood."

Impossible, unfortunately.

He shudders hard with a gasp that knocks that sassy attitude right out of his mouth, head dropping back as his jaw drops. It's a little—unsettling. Not just because it feels weird, but for how immediately good it feels. It's not quite as good as getting his dick licked... But disturbingly close. Kind of like getting his nuts licked, maybe.

"Whoa," he huffs out breathlessly, blinking. "D-damn..." Denji's so brazen to chase the feeling, he actually pulls his ass apart—but clearly not with any kind of pride or gusto.

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Yeah, there is no humiliation here. Shidou's happy to explore kinks, but that's not one of his. He thinks it's hot when someone rides his face.

He peeks up to look at Denji's face after the first lick. "Like it?" he asked, going in for another lick as the other boy pulled his cheeks apart. "That answers that question," he teased, putting both hands on Denji's butt and lifting him a bit so he could peek at Denji's face every once in a while. Then he goes to town, lapping at Denji's hole like a dog lapping at water after a good run. He squeezed Denji's cheeks as he did.

Fuck he's so hard. He loves doing this. After a minute of devoting his time and concentration lapping over the hole, he swirls his tongue's tip around the ring of muscle, then jabs at it with his tongue.

Denji's a little startled when he's lifted, shooting a suspicious, curious glare down at Shidou—but that's quickly dissolved when Shidou really goes at it, knocking Denji's head right back with a groan and a curl of his toes. He doesn't even mind Shidou's grabby hands.

Why, of all people, did he have to apparently like butt stuff so much? This was not something he needed to know about himself. He startles again when Shidou probs his hole with his tongue, but shamefully, doesn't protest. It's just been getting better, and Shidou's a PHD slut, so...

Subconsciously, Denji rocks slightly against that sensation, groaning behind a bit lower lip.

"Fffuuuck."

Denji's cock drools on his belly, throbbing languidly now and again with the attention he's getting to his ass.

"I r-really...like this..."

PhD Slut. Heh.

Shidou pulled back to nuzzle against Denji's thigh as he took a breath. "Good, I'm glad." He opened his eyes and looked at Denji's face, pink eyes almost black with how blown his pupils with arousal are. "Don't hold back. Grind your ass against my face all you want. You can put your legs on my shoulders and hold me close, too. Fuck, Denji, you're turning me on so much."

Denji's reactions are adorable. It's so hot to help the curious teen explore his sexuality with him. The boy's probably mostly straight, a two on the Kinsey scale at most, probably a one, but if he helps the kid learn to enjoy getting pegged every once in a while, it just means he helped out some lucky girl down the line.

Right now, he wants to see if he can Denji to cum from getting eaten out.

Denji's so strained right now that the proposition of a girl pegging him would probably give him an aneurysm. Denji follows Shidou's suggestion (he knows best! It's kind of insane how much trust he's putting into a total stranger from the internet, but Denji doesn't even know what the fuck gay men get up to), throwing his legs over Shidou's shoulders as he pulls him closer. Denji groans and gasps—he doesn't even feel offended that Shidou's being so turned on by Denji, even.

It feels kind of nice, truthfully—Denji's so starved for positive attention, sexual or otherwise. And he's getting a hell of a lot of both. It's so nice, it feels like he's melting. He's probably losing his mind a little, but there's no better way to lose it than this.

He rolls his hips, grinding on Shidou's eager tongue—Denji intentionally neglects his cock, not aiming to cum from the oral attention per se, but to just draw this out. Which he never would have expected of himself—drawing out getting his ass eaten by some random dude. Denji feels too warm. The temptation to strip is growing.

He does want—more, though, even if he isn't touching his dick... This is a fuckin' slippery slope, isn't it.

Well, to be fair to Denji, this is kinda what they get up to: hooking up with strangers. There aren't a lot of out gay people in Japan, so hooking up on the DL is commonplace.

He lets out a pleased hum as Denji starts to grind down on his tongue, letting out a moan before going back at it. Fuck he's loving this. Having a cute boy, letting him play with his body. It's the fucking best. It'd be better if they were both naked because he'd love to suck on Denji's nipples, but, hey, some people are weird about stuff, so he's not too fussed about it.

He keeps going, alternating between lapping at, swirling around, and poking at Denji's hole with his tongue, eyes half-lipped, watching the other face.

Denji groans, thighs quivering as he feels a coiling of something similar to arousal twist in his belly. But it's not like the normal hot carnal arousal he usually feels—it makes him feel crazy. Overwhelmed, even. Denji reaches a hand down to give his cock a quelling squeeze, but he still doesn't do much besides a slow stroke or two, not wanting to cum yet.

Fuck it, he's already come this far—and his inhibitions are loosening by the second. Feeling a bit too warm and too sweaty, aware that Shidou's eyes are on him as he eats Denji out—but still, Denji lets go of his cock to go ahead and squirm out of his shirt. Plus, Shidou really is spoiling Denji—Denji doesn't have any particular interest in sucking dick or having penetrative sex (so far...), but Denji really feels he now owes the eye candy Shidou expressed he wanted earlier.

Denji doesn't know how to ask for it, though—asking for this was embarrassing enough. But the pliant, pointed prob of Shidou's tongue penetrating Denji here and there makes him feel hungry for more of that feeling.

"...Y'...y'can try a finger..."

Denji just hopes he's softened up enough, but he's so horny he's kind of passing rationale away.

"Hate how good this feels, fuckk..."

Shidou watches intently as Denji's shirt comes off. Okay, yeah, this kid is Chainsawman. He's rimming his favorite superhero. That's like, the biggest fucking ego boost ever. And Denji does have a nice body. He's not as developed as Shidou, but Shidou worked fucking hard for his body. If he had to guess, Denji only started working out when he became Chainsawman. But that's all conjecture, and it's not like he will ask Denji right this second.

Not when he's been given permission to finger him. "Fuck. You sure? Keep your legs spread for me. I'll get the lube."

He lets out a snort at the admission of hating this and playfully nips Denji's inner right thigh before crawling up to the bedside drawer where he put the lube. "You're just not used to letting yourself feel good." He coated his finger and snuggled up against Denji, kissing his neck as he circled Denji's hole and then slowly pushed the tip in. "I'll show you where the prostate is and give you one hell of an orgasm." He kissed down, getting on top of Denji. He stays clear of the starter cord and takes a nipple into his mouth with a pleased hum as he pushes his finger into the second knuckle.

If Shidou's noticed the pull tab, Denji's just grateful that Shidou hasn't commented on it. The relief is immediate, really highlighting how warm his body had really gotten, which...demonstrates how into this he is. Ugh.

"Y-yeah," Denji answers to Shidou's check in, not exactly sounding proud of it. Denji hisses through his teeth and his body jolts with the nip to his inner thigh, harmlessly (and not with too much force) shoving Shidou with a knock of his knee. He blinks when Shidou aptly points out he isn't used to feeling good, and it's... Damn. It's true.

"Huh... I guess you're right...?"

He blinks with a dumb sort of emptiness as the soft warmth of Shidou becomes flush against him, and a shudder of pleasure ripples through him with the kiss against his neck. It's intimate, even if it's carnal and horny, and it nourishes more than his lust. Which is fucking weird.

He tenses when he feels Shidou's finger, finding the sensation—strange, at first. Uncomfortable, but not painful. He winces an eye and clenches his pointed teeth as he braces, trying to will himself to relax, wondering if he jumped the gun and maybe got ahead of himself. The kisses down his clavicle and chest sort of calms him down—it feels so nice... When Shidou's finger deepens, it feels a little better—starts to feel kind of good, even, the stimulation around the rim and his walls. He's surprised to find he likes Shidou's mouth on his nipple.

Denji groans, body twisting somewhat under Shidou's spoiling, arching his hips up to press against Shidou's hand a little.

"F...feels kinda—weird..."

Shidou figures the cord is why Denji didn't want to take his shirt off. So, he's not going to comment on it. It's there; it's a little weird but not the strangest thing. He's content to ignore it in favor of other things, like his nipples. Fuck, they're nice ones. So Shidou's eagerly sucking on the one in his mouth.

"Hey, it's okay. We gotta get you used to feeling good. Allowing yourself to feel good, Denji." He lifted and pressed a soft kiss to Denji's lips. "Gonna make you realize you deserve to feel this good."

Because everyone deserves to feel good. "Just relax," he murmured, kissing his cheek, moving back to his nipple, nipping at the little nub. "Relax and feel." He crooked his finger, searching, and there it was, the prostate. That little bundle of nerves that was so fun to play with. He rubbed it, looking at Denji's face to see his reaction.

Denji’s back unconsciously arches and twitches a bit with the suck to his nipple. How does it make sense for that to feel good? It makes Denji feel like—a girl… kind of… Speaking of, he’s enjoying penetration too?! How far from his ideal he’s falling, but he isn’t even mad (right now anyway) because the bliss is unmatched. He’s so used to domineering women anyway, but would they give him this full service? Fuck, is he kind of submissive…?

Whatever, things to spiral about later. It’s time to lock in on this pleasure, because Shidou’s right. He deserves to feel good. And Shidou’s a fan! Fucked up situation in the grand scope but he’s too far gone at this point (at least) to care.

Denji lazily but sensually returns the kiss, expression hazed and brainless. It feels good. In the back of his mind, it’s easy to be paranoid—that someone invested in his pleasure is probably an opp, but it’s never been a man, so… even if it’s not what he envisioned, it’s easier. He tries to listen, about relaxing, feeling good—he feels melted under the kiss to his cheek, then jolts again with the attention to his nipple as it pairs with everything else.

When he feels a break from the stimulation to his nipple, his head sharply snacks back with a tensing of the chords of his neck as well as his Adam’s apple as his muscles tense against the pleasure. The way Shidou prods, then strokes and rubs his prostate makes his legs shake briefly again, his breath caught in his throat as his eyes roll.

“Ohhhh, god,” Denji groans. His mouth gapes wetly as he gasps for air, struggling against his ecstasy. “Fuck, that’s so—”

Good. Amazing. Why is he built this way?

“It f-feels so—! It feels so good—!”

"Male g-spot, baby," Shidou croons against the skin of Denji's chest, all but purring the words out. "Every man is built to feel pleasure here." Some more than others, but why get into that now? All that matters is making Denji feel good and having fun while doing it.

Kissing his way to the other side of Denji's chest, Shidou nips at the other little bud. "Don't fight it; just let it happen, fuck; I lick your load off your abs while making you cum a second time. I wanna see how many loads I can get out of you before your balls are spent."

He's making a personal mission to make Denji feel the best he's ever felt. Not because Chainsawman's his hero, and not because he feels Denji's gotten a crap hand dealt to him by life, but because that's just who Shidou is.

Til his balls are spent??

Just how much would that take? Denji is so high drive and repressed both, he could…be here all night. It feels like it’s been forever already, but it’s probably not been even an entire hour. He thinks about the fantasy Shidou paints; licking his cum off his hard torso while forcing (not really) Denji to his next orgasm… It makes Denji moan as he struggles to not twist his torso, because he’s getting fingered with his nipples played with at the same time. He doesn’t want to disrupt either.

“F-fuck, Shidouuu—!” Denji’s jagged, pointed teeth almost chatter as his skin awashes with new sweat, his breath heavy. No one really knows how crap of a hand life has dealt him—Shidou may be a Chainsaw Man fan, but that doesn’t mean he knows anything about Denji. Who he’s currently pleasuring blind, basically.

“Y-you’re gonna get another one soon,” he gasps, his body rolling. He’s not about to cum, but he senses easily it won’t be too long.

He feels so—cared for. He’s always bent over for women because his mommy issues are bigger than his daddy issues, but like any twisted bisexual, both issues apply; being spoiled by a male figure, when he typically resists men on principle so aggressively, he’s feeling so, so softened. He wasn’t prepared for this sexual encounter to also partially be therapy, but… unconsciously, this dumbass kid does kinda seek therapy through intimacy.

“I feel so good, I feel like I’m fuckin’ losin’ it… You’re so good…”

Yeah, until his balls were spent.

Or he passed out, whichever happened first. Or if they kept going even after Denji was cumming dry. Usually it was the latter, but it wouldn't be the first time he had a marathan sex that lasted all night.

He looked up as Denji moaned his name, catching the nub of his nipple between his teeth as he did. Fuck, that's an adorable face Denji's making.

"Good," he murmured. "Good, give it to me."

No, he doesn't know Denji. He wouldn't mind getting to know him better since they have the same wavelength when it comes to being freaks. But it doesn't matter that they're strangers. Shidou is an asshole, but he's an honest one, and while he can and will throw hands at a moment's notice on strangers, he's just as likely to compliment them if he finds them interesting.

And Denji's intereting because he's a freak like him. He doesn't fuck with people he's not interested in. And he always makes sure he gives his full attention to the person he's fucking.

"Fuck," Denji curses again, whining coarsely in desperation as he rocks his hips against Shidou's finger. He grabs at his cock, stroking himself urgently. Being prompted to cum is really hot... Denji's resisting all of this less and less, and it's easy to do that when it feels so good. It's rewarding as fuck to just let go and accept he's having a great time and not fret about if he's bisexual or whatever.

Denji's abs clench and his body jolts. Jerking his dick while having his ass played with feels way too good—which is why Denji's brows knit and tense as he clenches his jaw, groaning as he does indeed paint his torso with his load, which goes notably further than before despite having already cum. His jaw drops and Denji is breathing heavily in the aftermath of his orgasm, weakly letting go of his spent cock.

"Oh my god, dude..."

There are actual tears in Denji's eyes from the force of his orgasm; his whole body tingles with warmth, and he almost feels—lighter, somehow.

"One of the best orgasms ever, am I right?" Shidou asked, grinning up Denji. "Look at you, all blissed out." He keeps his finger inside of Denji, fingertip still on the younger man's prostate, but not moving it.

He pressed a kiss to Denji's pectoral, then worked his way downward to start licking up the jizz Denji had just unloaded. "You shot pretty far. That's what a prostate massage can do for you." He let out a pleased hum and continued licking up his load.

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