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~*~*The Beginning~*~*

When Toji’s beloved wife had died, he had sworn never to touch another woman for the rest of his life. But a man had needs. At first, he had done his best to stick to masturbating. He’d buy the latest toys, whether it was fleshlights, Tenga eggs, or dildos he had slowly built himself, experimenting with his body, chasing an aching release from the constant morning wood he suffered. He always felt guilty afterward and felt himself fill with self-loathing. It had been a struggle raising his step-daughter and his son, and there were times he had thought of abandoning them. But he knew his wife would haunt him from the grave, so he slaved away at odd jobs that didn’t pay him well. He had been a high-school dropout, he had been the black sheep of a wealthy family, and he left it all behind to be the love of his life. His wife had been the breadwinner, a doctor, and Toji had been a buff househusband. It had earned them stares whenever they went out, but they had never cared. Now, he was a no-good drunk and nymphomaniac whose step-daughter, Tsumiki, did her best to keep him sober, and his own son, Megumi, his little blessing, could barely stand to be in the same room as him. 

He had once been a proud househusband. The house was spotless because he loved seeing his wife’s face when she came home to everything being spotless. Their tile floors were so clean you could confidently eat food off of them. The lawn had always been mowed. He had the laundry cleaned and dried. And he loved making big family meals. Then his wife died, and everything changed.

The house became a mess. His grief absorbed him. Three years went by before he had used his family's savings, before their money was almost out.  Then he had begun accepting part-time jobs and questionable gigs to pay the bills. The most stable job he kept was he was a bouncer at a popular nightclub. His big build and menacing glare kept most of the drunk patrons in line, though he had to knock out a few punks before. 

The only time he felt grounded was when he was getting off or when he was drinking and gambling. He was depressed but couldn’t afford therapy. Toji was currently releasing stress in his bedroom. The bed set was a mess, having not been made in years. His bedroom closet was open with a mountain of his clothes in a pile. There was a mix of underwear, shorts, and black shirts; half were washed and half were dirty. He didn’t have the energy to sort them anymore. Though his wife’s side of the closet was pristine, it had been untouched since she died. Though Toji occasionally would take out her wedding dress and put on his wedding suit, the one piece of his own clothing he religiously kept clean… and then he would clutch the dress and cry. He always waited for Tsumiki and Megumi to be out of the house. He knew Tsumiki would fret over him, and Megumi would look at him as if he were a pathetic mess. Which was the truth, but was something Toji did not want to be reminded of. 

Empty alcohol bottles littered almost every single available surface in the room. The only surface not surrounded by alcohol bottles was the end table to the right of his bed. It had been his wife’s side of the bed. On this end table, he kept his phone and his pack of cigarettes, the things he did not want to lose in the chaos of the room. His curtains in his bedroom were open with the sunlight shining on his naked chest. He had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and being on the top floor of the dilapidated apartment meant no one could see in, but he could imagine they could. The light also revealed the layers of cum that soaked the pillowcases, the bedsheets, the carpeted floor below the bed, and Toji’s own abs.

“Fuck, that hits the spot!” He cried, his voice hoarse from the constant moaning. Toji looked at the mirror he kept next to his bed so he could watch himself throw it back on a 10-inch purple dildo. His big cheeks clapped and bounced as he thrusted himself down and up. He had stretched his hole and had slowly increased his dildo's size throughout the year, plugged it with buttplugs and Kegels. Though the top of the mirror was a video camera, and the only fancy one Toji had set up, as it was a high definition one his wife had bought to record family videos. Now he was using it for his newest side hustle. His kids had known it, but they were getting closer and closer to the bills being unpaid. Despite his best efforts, the side jobs were beginning to dry up. Being a bouncer was not paying enough to support a family of three. So Toji had decided to do OnlyFans. He had only been at it for a week, but his impressive build and big pecs, ass, and dick had gotten him 20 subscribers. While it seemed like nothing, he already had two high tippers who were requesting custom videos. Toji was happy as he knew people who weren’t influencers had a slow start, so 20 in a week was pretty damn good to him. 

With his wife gone, Toji had gotten creative and more liberated in exploring his sexuality. Playing with his ass felt the least like cheating, as it was more gay than him imagining being with a woman. So Toji had enjoyed the wilds of sex toys loved by gay me. Toji was stacked in all areas, though his big pale tits jiggled up and down as he hit his prostate on the purple plastic toy. His tits flew so high they knocked him in the face a few times. Toji often wondered if he would ever give himself a concussion, but hell, he thought it would be well worth it even if it did happen. Though while he was enjoying it, it was starting to take longer for him to cum and get off. He didn’t know what was wrong with his body, but it was as if he was becoming resistant to his own sex toys.

While some people would be happy that they were extending their orgasm time, as most guys cummed way too quickly, Toji was annoyed as he had other shit to do. He did not want to be masturbating for an hour and a half because his G-spot had decided it suddenly wanted to be picky. In fact, he had been riding this dildo for forty-five minutes. He was surprised his buff body had not broken the bed springs yet. Grabbing a vibrator that he had laid off to the side, Toji turned it on and put the vibrating toy against the tip of his dick.

“So fucking good. Do you wish it were your cock ramming deep inside my ass?” Toji yelled as he grinded himself against the vibrator while stuffing the dildo even deeper in his ass. The dildo was so far up you’d think he was a ventriloquist puppet. “Fuck, you’d take me deep, choke me, and rough me up. Make me your big daddy whore.” Toji was sweating from all of the bouncing, but he needed to get this money shot. He grabbed one of the cheaper cameras he had one being on the end table to his left and held it so it could get close-up shots. His face moaning in ecstasy, his hole being loosened further and further around the purple appendage, and to pick up the sounds of the vibrations against his dick. 

“Going to fucking blow. Do you want daddy to fucking blow across your pretty boy face? Here it cums,” and with a roar, Toji covered the camera and its lens in cum, giving his subscribers the viewer at home a first-person experience of a facial. He could practically hear the ca-ching noise coming from more subscribers. He quickly wrote a caption and then sent it to his editor so it could get posted later. The caption he wrote, knowing how to bait his gay audience. 

@thiccdaddy: A big ass needs a big dick to stuff it. 

 Smirking at himself for the first moment, he was happy. He remembered Megumi saying he wanted to get these nice leashes for his dogs for Christmas. Why wait till Christmas? Maybe if Megumi saw him bringing in more income, he could get his son to warm up to him. He didn’t want to have to buy his son’s love, but he did feel better about Tsumiki feeling uncomfortable when they were all home together. The tension often led Toji to go to the bar. Or maybe that was just making him excuses and shifting the blame, or whatever the fuck that smartass Shiu says.

Shiu Kong was Toji’s only friend and the owner of the shady club where Toji worked. He was a complete slave driver, and Toji was pretty sure he was tied to organized crime. He had made it explicitly clear that it was a hell no. If anything happened to his kids, his late wife would castrate him in heaven. He had only confessed to Shiu about what he had been doing to make ends meet. Shiu had hastily offered to be his manager. Toji had said he would only agree if Shiu did something. Shiu had advertised his OnlyFans through word of mouth to his clients who had homosexual tendencies and had gotten Toji two big tippers, and Toji had given him twenty percent. But he had told Shiu he’d fire him if he didn’t keep contributing every month.

“I’m not paying you to be a freeloader,” he had boldly told his boss, who just laughed at his bouncer’s antics.

Toji turned off his camera, satisfied with the content he had created. The least favorite part of his was editing, which Shiu had happily agreed to do. Toji suspected the perv had just wanted free access to his content, but Toji was sure damn near not editing his shit. So Shiu it was.

Megumi would still have college classes for another two hours. He had ordered his father out of the house since he was bringing a friend over. Toji naturally had zero intention of doing so without at least meeting whoever Megumi brought over. Even if Megumi was mad at him, he was protective of his blessing. He had to make sure there were no bad influences or anyone taking advantage of him. Honestly, Toji was enough of a bad influence. Tsumiki was busy at the hospital, as she was in nursing school and was doing an internship at a local hospital in the area. She seemed to be thriving in her field, and Toji was proud of her. He was happy she was making her dreams come true. 

Since he was already pissing off his son by staying, he decided to try and lessen his anger. He took a deep breath and started by cleaning his room. Toji didn’t have time to do a thorough clean like when he was a househusband, but he could at least get rid of his obvious offenses as a hot mess. Throwing his sheets and pillowcases in a laundry hamper, he threw them in a washer. Then he went to his closet and sorted and hung them. He then washed out the bottles and cans in his room and recycled them. Checking his watch, which had been an anniversary present, he saw that he had another forty minutes before Megumi came home. Quickly, he cleaned what he could in the bathroom and picked up what he was able to in the kitchen and living room area. 

Toji decided to be casual before Megumi came home so he could try and play ignorant in front of his friend. Though he was sure that Megumi, his smartypants son, would see through the rose since he had actually bothered to clean today. He lounged on the couch, putting his sock-clad feet on the coffee table as he turned on their small flatscreen. While he waited, he put on the ID Channel. So Megumi would be reminded that there were creeps in this world. He knew his son would get the subliminal message. That’s when he heard their old creaky door open. He just knew some of the rusted paint flaked off every time one of the Fushigoros left or entered the house.

“Oh, you’re home, Dad,” Megum said flatly. Toji turned and put on his best surprise face, but Megumi looked less than amused. He was impressed by how quickly his son had seen through. Toji stared to look and had to double-check Megumi’s friend. Megumi’s friend was opposite in every conceivable way. Where Megumi’s style screamed emo with his black hair to all black attire, then his friend screamed eyesore as he had pink hair and a yellow jacket with green shorts. The kid was just conventionally attractive enough not to look like a complete doofus. 

“Hi. Mr. Fushigoro, it’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Yuji Itadori, and I share a class with your son,” Yuji said. “Megumi mentions you all the time.”

Toji could tell the boy was lying and was trying to make him feel good by the way he rubbed the back of his head as Megumi glared daggers at his conred.

“I’m happy to meet one of Megumi’s friends; he never brings them when I’m home, you’d think he was embarrassed of his old man or something.”

Megumi was about to say something, but Yuji jumped in, gripping his friend by his shoulder. “I’m sure just Megumi being shy and embarrassed. I’m honored he let me meet you, though.” 

Yuji approached him, and Toji let out a hand for a handshake. He was surprised when the pinkette gripped his hand and pulled him in for a hug. Toji looked at Megumi for help, who, for the first time since he realized his dad was home, was happy with the situation. Toji, for the last several years, had not been physically affectionate. The only person who hugged him was Tsumiki, and she always gave him several seconds' heads up so he wouldn’t tense up like a turtle retreating into its shell. With no warning, Yuji had pulled Toji into a grizzly bear hug. When Yuji had pressed against him, he could feel something poking him in the thigh. Yuji blushed as Toji looked down and saw a very prominent hard-on through his shorts. Toji licked his lips as he realized Yuji’s dick was even bigger than the purple dildo he had been using earlier. Not wanting to be caught, he tried to quickly look away and step back, but by the way Yuji's eyes widened, he realized he had been caught red-handed checking the boy out. 

“Well, this is cute,” Megumi said, sounding bored and monotone as always. “Before Yuji so rudely interrupted me earlier, Yuji is going to be over every day this week, and we have an important project we need to finish. Also, he’s not just my friend, dad, he’s my boyfriend.” 

~*~*Later That Night*~*~

Toji tried not to think about the embarrassment he went through congratulating his son while not being able to look his son’s boyfriend in his eyes. The boyfriend who got a boner while hugging him. The boyfriend whom Toji got caught checking out his huge stallion cock. But was it really Toji’s fault? Anyone would have looked if they felt that anaconda poking them in their innocent thigh. Thankfully, they managed to play it off just well enough that Megumi didn’t notice what had occurred between them. Megumi had noticed his father was flustered and, of course, went to the conclusion he always did.

“Thanks, Dad, for taking the time to clean, but if you really need to go gamble, don’t let us stop you,” Megumi said, rolling his eyes, tugging Yuji’s hand to his room. Yuji threw an apologetic smile over his shoulder as his boyfriend led him away. Toji ran his hand over his face as he retreated like a coward. And of course, he went to his confidant.

“Wait, so you’re saying you checked out your son’s boyfriend? And he had a baguette in his pants,” laughed Shiu, slightly coughing on his cigar as they chatted in the alley of Shiu’s club.  

“I didn’t check him out. It was hard not to notice his erection poking into me, man,” Toji said, shaking his head in denial.

“But you were staring enough for the kid to notice. Face it, Fushigoro, you were checking the kid out,” Shiu said, rolling his eyes at the other man's denials.

“I’m not gay.”

“You shove a ten-inch dildo in your ass. Your OnlyFans audience is men. You just checked out your son's boyfriend.” 

“The first two things don’t mean anything. Straight men can experiment with their ass,” Toji said, grunting. “The third thing never happened.” 

“I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. You have been trying to get off longer in your videos. Your body is probably starting to crave the real thing.”’;p[

“I’m not cheating on my wife,” Toji said, looking up at the sky. 

“Didn’t you say you would never touch or look at another woman. I don’t see how that applies to men.” 

“I’m not gay,” Toji said, his voice raspy. 

“I’m not saying you are, but I am saying you can’t keep going how things are. Besides, I have a business proposition for you. It’s based on your OnlyFans.”

“Oh, this should be great. Really trying to keep your 20% I see.” 

“Anyway. Eventually, you are going to have to do collaborations with other creators if you don’t want to plateau and start losing subscribers.” 

“Look, I appreciate you trying to help, but I’m not gay. I’m happy with the two big tippers I have now. I think everything will be okay.”

“There are new creators on the platform every day. Your audience has options, Toji. If you don’t evolve with the platform, they will find someone else to cum to,” 

“But what the hell am I supposed to do? I can’t get hard at the thought of a dude,” Toji said, running his hands through his shaggy, disheveled hair. 

“You could always tell yourself it’s just for the money. Lots of guys are gay for pay in the industry. Or you could wear blindfolds or whatever you need to get through it. Hell, you might even find out you like it.” 

Toji was silent for a few seconds.

“You’ve never even tried to look at anyone since your wife died. And I understand that. But you are repressing yourself, and it’s hurting you, dude. How about you take a week and explore a little? You don’t need to do anything but just check out some guys. See if guys check you out in public and how that makes you feel. Remember, it’s not breaking your promise to your wife.”

“Fine, I’ll try it, but no promises,” Toji said, finishing his cig and throwing it on the ground before stomping it out.

Shiu smiled at the small victory. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” 

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~*~*Day 1*~*~

Megumi had texted him that he was bringing his boyfriend over again today. But for once, he didn’t tell him to leave. Probably, Yuji wants him to play nice. Usually, Toji hated everyone Megumi brought over, as he truly never thought anyone was good enough to be in the presence of his blessing. But he liked Yuji’s kind nature and how Megumi seemed to glow around him. 

Shiu had ordered him a paid week off this week. He had called it an investment in Toji’s future. Aka he wanted Toji to come back and agree to do collaborations. Toji wanted to argue against it, but he had not had a lot of free time in a long time. When he informed Megumi and Tsumiki of his boss’s generosity for his hard work, he was surprised by how happy they were for him, even Megumi. Megumi wasn’t as obvious as he mostly kept a cool face while Tsumiki gushed about it, though he did see Megumi’s lips briefly twitch up.  

In his newfound spare time, Toji tried to clean a bit more, and he felt like he was a househusband back when everything was perfect. It felt nostalgic, and he wondered what was holding him back from doing it for so long. The worst chore was all of the vacuuming from Megumi’s two dogs, Kuro & Shiro shed everywhere. Though Kuro’s was worse as his black stray hair stuck out against Toji’s wood flooring. He cleaned the oven thoroughly, went and washed every single dish in his sink. As he was really getting into the swing of things, his phone beeped. Grabbing it, he was a little surprised to see a text from Megumi.

Megumi: 

I am running late. When Yuji gets there, can you let him in? I shouldn’t be too long.

Toji:

No problem. 

Toji, tapping his fingers against his newly cleaned counter, had a lightbulb idea. Shiu wanted him to see if other guys liked him, right? Yes, it was Megumi’s boyfriend, but it wasn’t like anything was going to actually happen. He wouldn’t hurt his little blessing. While Megumi and Yuji needed to work on their own science project, well Toji had his own experiments of his own. Then a lightbulb idea went above his head, and he turned the sink knob and let the water flow. Putting his hands through the sink water, he started splashing the water on his chest.

Toji was wearing a tank top since he was planning to work out after he was done cleaning. It was pretty revealing, but he had nothing else to wear. He wore a white muscle tank that hung loose, revealing too much of his chest. The neckline plunged scandalously low, revealing nearly all of his pecs and showing the start of his sculpted lines under his pecs to the start of his sternum. It cut large armholes, so if Toji turned, you could see the curves of his ribs and the start of some of his muscles on the sides. Now that it was soaked, he was practically naked and erotic looking. His tits soaked through the thin fabric, and his nipples hardened through making him look like a water boy about to get fucked by the whole football team. 

Just as he had thought, his doorbell rang. Walking to the door, feeling the water drops slide down his body, and how he felt uncomfortable with the tank top clinging to his torso like it was a second skin. This better be worth it, pinky; better give me a good reaction to report back to Shiu. 

Answering the door, he was not disappointed by the reaction. Yuji's eyes nearly bulged out of his eye sockets as Toji answered the door, soaked tits first, his whole chest practically titty slapped Yuji in the face. Yuji was in a daze, he could see the man’s cute pink nipples poaking through a soaked fabric. Some of his tit meat was falling out the side, and it bounced as Toji leaned down with a smirk on his face. His whole cleavage was now bent low, and Yuji took in a good eyeful as a water drop ran down between the slope of his pecs, disappearing. It was a trail that Yuji was tempted to lick. 

“My eyes are up here, boy,” Toji said, grabbing Yuji by the collar and pulling him forward just to lift him a little. “No boyfriend of my son will-”

Before he could finish, Yuji had panicked and tried to get out of the man’s grip. He couldn’t be checking out his boyfriend’s father. Yuji was his dream guy. He pretended to be too cool for school and was wildly pretty. But secretly, had a cute, sensitive side, though the boy would deny it. When he had first met Mr. Fushigoro the day before, he had the opposite thought. Where Megumi was pretty… his dad was downright sexy. He was tall and towered over Yuji, muscles upon muscles, and his chest was so big it looked like he had two watermelons attached to his chest. Yuji had to wrap him in a bear hug; it wasn’t because he was trying to get a cheeky feel. It wasn’t! He hugged everyone, and if he didn’t, then Megumi might have suspected something was wrong. So Yuji had hugged the studly man and had nearly creamed in his pants. He could feel Toji’s big, fat pecs against his cheek as he hugged the man. That’s when he felt his erection and could feel his soul leave his body as it pressed against his boyfriend's father’s leg. A flush ran across his cheek. Yuji had always been teased for his “pussybreaker” dick that every guy who ever got flashed when they changed in the locker room stared at. He always got looks and stares, and compliments from guys. Though in reality, most people were terrified of it, and he never had sex because his partners always backed out once he whipped out his pink anaconda.

When he had briefly turned around as Megumi dragged him to his room, that’s when he also noticed that Mr. Fushigoro had a massive dumptrack it was even bigger than Jennifer Lawrence’s! 

Back to the present, Yuji slipped headfirst into Toji’s massive cleavage. His face fell on the slopes of his pecs. His nose hit the valley between the massive twins, and he let out a startled yell, causing him to accidentally move his tongue forward, gliding along the side of Toji’s right pec. Yuji tried to pull himself out, but he forgot that Toji had picked him up by his collar, so he could not escape his heated prison. Although he wasn’t sure if he even wanted to. 

Toji’s first instinct was to throttle the boy. But after his conversation with Shiu, he knew that he would need to do the collaborations on his OnlyFans eventually. If his account plateaued, he would not be able to pay the bills. So wasn’t it his best bet to see how much he could turn guys on? But this was also his son’s boyfriend, and it was risky. Time to play hung and dumb, so he had plausible deniability, and Yuji would feel guilty and wouldn’t say anything. 

“I’m sorry about that boy, I was just teasing you.” Toji said, lying through his teeth as he then gave Yuji a knuckle sandwich with his rough hands, feeling his pink hair that felt soft from conditioner. As he did so, Yuji’s face vibrated through Toji’s tits, causing them to bounce like an anime girl running, and Yuji held his moans as he was being motorboated. Poor Mr. Fushigoro, he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing! How lewd he’s being. I’m such a perv I need this to stop. He tapped against Mr. Fushigoro’s bicep, and the man let him go. Yuji choked as he got much-needed hair. 

“Sorry about that, boy. I forget how well-developed I am up there. I was just trying to tease you. I hope you can forgive this old man,” Toji said, running his hand over his chest sheepishly, making his nipples twitch under the wet fabric. “I was doing the dishes before I heard the doorbell. It startled me, and I got drenched in water. I looked like my wife did when she was lactating milk for Megumi,” Toji laughed, though Yuji did not find it finally. The image of Mr. Fushigoro lactating was hot as fuck. Yuji would want him to hold him like a baby and let him bite and tease on his teats, dripping every single drop of hot, fresh, sweet milk from his succulent- Fuck, what type of guy am I! Oh, shit, did I just cum at that mental image? 

Yuji looked down and could see a wet patch running down the crotch of his shorts. Looking up red in embarrassment, he saw that Toji was looking, though the man seemed disgusted; if anything, he seemed sympathetic. 

“Oh, it’s okay, son. It’s a natural reaction for any man if they gets a face full of chest,” Toji said, slapping Yuji’s back, making Yuji almost moan at the man’s hand touching his flushed back. “If I were you, I’d change before Megumi gets home. We wouldn’t want him to get the wrong idea, would we? We have a laundry room next to the kitchen. Megumi has some fresh shorts in a basket. Put those on. Put your soiled shorts in the washer. I haven’t started it yet. I’ll give it back to you tomorrow, bud.” 

Yuji felt a bucket of ice running through his body when he realized he had just cum to the thought of his boyfriend’s father. The dad Megumi already struggled with. If Megumi found out, he would hate his father. Yuji had wanted the father and son to reconnect after Megumi had told him of his dad’s problems. Yuji lost his parents when he was little, and he was raised by his grouchy grandfather and overprotective brother. Though there was a part of him that always wondered about the what-ifs involving his parents. So maybe Yuji had overstepped yesterday when he lied that Megumi talked about his dad all the time. It’s just Yuji hadn’t wanted Megumi to push his only father away when the man was still clearly grieving his wife. If only the two had grieved together….

It would all be okay, Yuji said as he quickly fled a waving, bemused Toji and closed the laundry room door, and put on the shorts. He just had to ignore his future father-in-law’s humongous titties, fat ass, and sexy low pitch to his voice that made his dick twitch with every syllable. In fact, the two of them would just like nothing ever happened.

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~*~*Day 2~*~*

Megumi had been more amicable with Toji the next morning than he had been in his own life. Thanking his father for washing Yuji’s shorts after he “spilled salsa on them while he waited for Megumi.” Toji almost snorted at the bold-faced lie, but he kept up his poker face. If only my little blessing, his precious boyfriend, had cum in his pants to his dad’s big ol’ titties.

“Actually, Dad, Yuji and I our watching a movie together tonight after we work on our project. Since Yuji said you two were getting along so well, I thought I’d ask if you wanted to join us. Just don’t embarrass me,” Megumi said, crossing his arms across his chest and blushing away. He looked like a shy sea urchin turned human. Toji wanted to hug him, but he knew it would just piss his son off, and this was the olive branch he had been waiting for.

“I’ll be there,” Toji smiled all teeth like a shark, but Megumi missed it, texting Yuji the good news.

A few hours later, Toji started changing his clothes. He knew Yuji and Megumi usually finished working on their project around 6 pm. At 5:30, Toji went through his wardrobe and looked for the inspiration to tease his son’s boyfriend with. When he found a pair of short shorts, he had to wear them as a rugby athlete in high school. He knew he would look ridiculous in them, but due to his new muscle size, it would look absolutely slutty on him. Then a thought came to him, but he was unsure… It would definitely be trashy, but would it disrespect his wife? He still had his wife’s sheer lace panties, as he had not thrown anything away. They were just wasting away. Should Toji put one on? 

Deciding that as long as no one saw it would be fine, Toji grabbed the smallest pair that wouldn’t cover any of his ass. The thin g-string was just meant to barely cover his twitching hole. Sliding the gray g-string on, he looks at the mirror. The thin material barely covered his twitchy furry hole. His ass looked amazing; it poked out like a question mark and had a huge arch to it. Kim Kardashian, who? That bitch has nothing on me. 

Knowing this was a money shot, Toji took one selfie where he was standing holding the cell phone to the mirror as he poked his ass out, making sure the g-string was clearly visible. Then he lay on his bed and ground his crotch against the bed and stuck and arched his ass out, making him look like a slutty DILF bottom. Snap with another money shot by using a timer. Toji then wrote a caption and quickly posted it.

@thiccdaddy: Tell me what you’d do to me in this g-string. The more explicit, the better.

Turning his notifications off since he’ll have Shiu reply for him later, he put on his old shorts. He decided to wear a normal, fitted black t-shirt; he could not be intentionally slutty in both his top and bottom, or Megumi would definitely pick up on what he was doing. He called and ordered a meat lover’s for him and Yuji (Megumi had said that was his favorite) and a vegetarian pizza for Megumi. With how he ordered it half an hour early, the pizza was due to come in right when they would start to watch the movie. Perfect.

Toji went to the living room and made sure everything was clean and the boys had not made a mess after he had cleaned earlier. Thirty minutes later, the two boyfriends strolled into the room. Megumi wore a black sweater with a dog on it and long black pants. Yuji wore a red tank top, which showed off his defined biceps and yellow shorts. The boy could not dress to save his life. 

“Is the pizza here yet, Mr. Fushigoro?” Yuji asked excitedly like a puppy.

“It should be here any minute,” Toji said, smirking at the boy, who then blushed. Probably remembering yesterday’s incident. 

“Good. I’m hungry,” Megumi simply said as his dogs strolled out of his room and followed the boyfriends into him. The dogs clung to Megumi’s side as if they were two guard dogs.

The doorbell rang, and Toji went to answer it. He had kept the cash tip on an end table next to the door. Toji answered it, and a young, conventionally attractive man with a goatee answered the door. He smiled at Mr. Fushigoro.

“Gege’s Hot and Ready is here. The total is $45,” the man smiled at him.

“One second, I have the tip right here,” Toji said, deviously turning his backside to the man. His shorts did not fully cover his ass since he had gotten so big since high school. 

He could hear the deliveryman sputter. As the top of his g-string was clearly visible, his furry ass waved enticingly as he grabbed the money and gave it, plus a nice tip.

“Thank you for delivering my meaty pizza. You gave me great customer service,” then Toji promptly slammed the door shut in the stunned man’s face.

Going back in, he could see the boys sitting at the table and brightened at the food. 

“I need to go to the bathroom real quick,” Megumi said. “Can you guys get the movie started?” 

“No problem, hun,” Yuji said as Megumi left with the dogs trailing him.

“Yuji, could you turn the television on. I’ll put the pizza on plates for everyone.”

Yuji quickly agreed, but he was confused as to why the television was not working. He thought of going behind the TV, but wanted to ask for Mr. Fushigoro’s permission first, so it didn’t look like he was doing anything shady. 

“Mr. Fushigoro, the TV isn’t turning on. Is it okay if I go behind the TV and check what’s wrong?” 

“No, I can’t let my son’s boyfriend do manual labor. You just sit down on the couch. I just finished setting up the plates,” Toji walked in, somehow balancing three plates impressively. Setting them down on the coffee table, he also pulled out a plastic container of red peppers and put them off to the side. Though the real reason he didn’t want Yuji to go back there is that he would pick up on his ruse. See, Toji knew Megumi always waited to go to the bathroom right before dinner. So it would give him a little bit of time with his son’s boyfriend. Toji had pulled out the cables in his TV on purpose so he could give the boy an eyeful.

“What movie did you boys end up picking up?” Toji said as, instead of going behind the TV, he stood in front of it, balancing a flashlight in his teeth, and bent over. Yuji almost let out a choked noise as Mr. Fushigoro’s fat ass in the tiny athletic shorts was spilling out at the top. He could see some of his ass fuzz and a visible g-string poking out. Was Mr. Fushigoro not as innocent as he thought? Was he a skeezy old man? Yuji knew what Megumi had said about his dad, but he always wanted to think the best of others and form his own opinions for himself. Fuck he wanted to shave his face and suffocate between Mr. Fushigoro’s big cheeks. This slutty daddy. Was he doing this on purpose?

“You didn’t say the movie,” Toji chuckled good-naturedly as he plugged in one cable.

“I wanted to watch Human Earthworm, but Megumi said the movies were disgusting,” Yuji complained. “He said he just wanted a normal slasher movie.”

“Oh, so you’re into whore-or movies,” Toji said, emphasizing the first part of the word, basically crooning it. Yuji, the ever-naive idiot, didn’t catch on. “I have been catching up on cleaning, and I’ve been neglecting my exercise. You look pretty fit. Would you be interested in going with me to my gym tomorrow? It would just be an hour before you come over to work on the project,” Toji said, laying his next trap.

“Thanks, I’ve always naturally been athletic. It’s nice to hear that from a tank like you, haha. And sure, I love working out. It would be great to get to know Megumi’s dad better.”

Toji could hear Megumi washing his hands. Quickly, he put the last two cables in and walked back over to the couch. Seeing Yuji’s big erections poking his shorts. He flicked the boy on the nose, who grunted. Before throwing a blanket over the college boy. His heartbeat strangely at the flushed expression on the boy's face. He actually finds it kind of cute… Shaking his head.

“Cover that up, Yuji. It’s natural, but it might poke someone’s eyes out. My poor son,” Toji said, leaning over and whispering into Yuji’s right ear, making him shudder in goosebumps. 

“Megumi and I haven’t done anything like that… He wants to slow things down. I actually haven’t done anything with anyone before,” Yuji said, feeling stupid for admitting to his boyfriend’s hunky father.

“Saving your virginity for my sweet Megumi? Isn’t he lucky? You’re a good boy. You have my approval to date my son. Just make sure you keep your eyes only on my son, or you won’t like what I do to that big dick of yours,” Toji finished as Megumi walked in, and Toji pulled away, leaving a heavily breathing Yuji and a tent in the blanket.

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~*~*Day 3*~*~

“Hey Yuji, you ready for our workout? Don’t worry if you can’t keep up with me.” 

Yuji could not believe he got talked into this. Here he was working out with the man whom he could not stop poking boners over. Megumi seemed skeptical about it, but had said he was glad his dad was actually trying for once. So Yuji was determined that no matter what, he would not screw up the rekindling of their relationship. He would not pop one boner today. 

“Don’t worry, old man, I think I can keep up,” Yuji joked as he began by stretching his arms. Toji, meanwhile, started his pre-workout with lunges. Toji was wearing grey compression shorts that did little to hide anything. It didn’t help; instead of wearing actual underwear, he just wore a jockstrap beneath it. So Yuji could clearly see his ass. His big, bubbly ass jiggled with every lunge, and he could catch glimpses of Toji’s hairy, hungry hole through the shorts. Yuji was also worried that Toji’s muscles would pop out of the grey skintight compression shirt he was wearing. Going back and forth, half of Yuji’s attention was stretching, his arms. 

“I’ll show you old, brat,” Toji said as he began lifting a long dumbbell bar and easily began squatting with it. His back was facing the mirrors that lined the gym walls. Yuji lifted a smaller dumbbell to the side and was transfixed, watching the Toji squad in the mirror. As the older man began to sweat, his shorts soaked, so his big, veiny dick was clearly visible through the pants. It wasn’t as big as Yuji’s monster cock, but it was nothing to scoff at. It could definitely still rearrange someone’s guts. His ass was soaked as well, the sweat gliding down his hairy globes. 

The wholetime Toji was working out, Yuji barely focused on his own reps to transfixed by the other man’s body as his sweat-soaked tits jiggled, his dick tried to break free from his shorts, and his globes almost tore a hole in his pants.

“That was good, but now I need a spotter,” Toji said, putting it down and lying across a press bench. “You can spot me, right, Yu?” Toji said, getting a blush from Yuji at the nickname.

“Of course, Mr. Fushigoro.” Yuji meekily replied, getting behind the man and standing above him. 

As Toji lifted the bar up and down, Yuji was half paying attention to the job he was supposed to be doing. No, instead, he began to daydream.

He whipped his large dick out and fed it down Toji’s slutty mouth. For every rep he got, Toji would feed the big-titted man more and more. He’d fuck him through, he’d hear him gag through his throat as tears and sweat went through his eyes as he struggled to keep up his pace. His jaw stretched more than it ever had been in his life. After being sure he gave the man vocal damage as he stuffed him like a turkey, he’d cum gallons down his throat. It would finally shut his cocky mouth up for once.

“Damn it, Yuji. Help me,” Toji said, his face turning blue as his arms struggled to keep the dumbbell bar above him. Yuji breaks out of the daydream quickly, helping the man put the dumbbell back on the stand. Toji stopped, and he shoved Yuji against the mirrored wall. Thankfully, the gym was empty besides the person all the way at the front,  or they would have most definitely been kicked out.

“What the fuck was that, son?” Toji snarled, gripping Yuji’s neck. Yuji could smell the nicotine on his breath and whatever minty mouthwash he used that morning. “You trying to kill me? Oh, what’s that? Is that the real reason you wanted me to put my hands on you?”

He saw Yuji’s hard-on through his gym shorts as the boy tried not to whimper at the rough treatment.

“Here I thought you could be the perfect partner for my son, but really, you’re just a slut,” Toji said, looking at Yuji in disgust. Yuji wanted to cry at the harsh words. He wasn’t a slut. He loved Megumi. Yuji needed Megumi’s dad to understand that. 

“Not a slut. I love Gumi,” Yuji denied.

“Fine. I’ll spot you this time. No funny business, boy, and I may actually believe you,” Toji said with a lazy drawl.

Yuji obediently followed his instructions and laid his back against the dumbbell bench. He started lifting the dumbbell ba feeling the burn as Toji stood over him. 

“That’s it, good boy, keep a nice and steady pace,” Toji said as he saw the boy’s dick twitch in his shorts at the pants. His son thought he was dating some nice guy. The reality Yuji was a whore, and his son could not be with a whore. His plan was actually doing Megumi a huge favor.  

Yuji could feel himself losing himself as Toji stood above him. His clothed dick was nearly falling onto Yuji’s face. His twitching hole was right above his face, and Yuji wanted to rip oven the shorts and shove his tongue into that tasty-looking hairy hole. Yuji could smell his manly musk coming through the bottom of his shorts. The smell was overpowering. As Toji helped him lift up the dumbbell, it caused him to squat, and Yuji just wanted him to squat his gigantic peach onto his face. As Yuji’s cock began to chub, almost coming out of his shorts, Yuji hastily spoke up.

“Okay, that’s it for me,” Yuji said, standing up and running to the locker room. Toji smirked as he knew the boy was trying to hide his erection from him. It was kind of cute. Toji had never been into guys before, but his cute flushing face never left Toji’s mind as he hastily stalked his prey back to the locker room. 

Yuji was mid-change when Toji walked into the room. Yuji has his shirt above his face, blocking his vision. His washboard abs were right on display as they were flushed red and dripping in sweat. Guess his color is natural. Toji thought as he saw that Yuji had pink armpit hair. The boy’s erection was nearly slipping out of his shorts at this rate. He could hear Yuji practically squeak through his shirt as Toji came in.

“Yuji, what’s wrong? Were you injured? I’m sorry that I didn’t spot you better,” Toji said, faking sympathy as he pulled the boy, whom he still couldn’t see, in a bear hug. Yuji melted into the man’s warm contact as his boner pressed against one of Toji’s meaty thighs.

“Mr. Fushigoro, it’s not what you think,” Yuji squeaked, hiding his face in his hands as the older man laughed, rubbing his back with his hands, wandering down slowly.

“Shh… I think it’s exactly what I think it is. But Megumi is my son, Yuji, and nothing can happen between us. This is twice now that’ve you gotten hard on me. I’m a father, and it’s concerning to me that you could cheat and hurt my blessing.”

“I’d never cheat on Megumi, Mr. Fushigoro. Honest. I don’t know what’s wrong with my body. Since I met you, I just keep getting hard. It’s just your very handsome sir-” 

“So you’re blaming me! Do you not take any accountability? This is the second time. You’ve rubbed your hard-on against me.” 

“Well, you’re the one wearing these revealing outfits and-” 

“Are you saying you can sexualize me based on what I wear?” Toji said his voice turning from understanding to mea,n and Yuji got scared as he realized where he messed up.

“Well, well, not a whore? I think this proves otherwise,” Toji said, meanly grabbing Yuji’s dick. “Showing your dick in public, are you some sort of sick freak. There is no way you can date my son.”

“No, Mr. Fushigoro. Please. I’m beginning with you. I just need to get this out of my system.”

“So you want to cheat on my son,” Toji said, knowing the boy was almost fully ensnared in his trap. Yuji was literally crying now as he humped against Mr. Fushigoro’s rough hand. 

“No, my dick just hurts, I need to cum. Please let me cum.” 

“Yuji, if I help you, Megumi might never forgive me…” 

“Please,  it will be our little secret.” 

“Little minx. But fine, you have to help me as well.” 

The two men both finally undressed. Toji nearly choked when Yuji pulled down his shorts and underwear, and his humongous 12-inch cock slapped against Yuji’s washboard cut abs. Precum glistened as it hit his abdomen and dripped down his ab lines. Yuji salivated as he looked at Toji undressed, and his 10-inch cock came out, and his humongous tennis-sized balls left his shorts. 

“Are you going to stare at it or are you going to touch it?” Toji teased, stroking his cock. Yuji hesitantly reached out as he felt the heat of the man’s penis against his sweaty hands and slowly began stroking it. Toji returned the favor, slowly reaching his hand out to not scare the boy away as his callous hands wrapped around the boy’s erection before he started stroking it rougher and rougher. 

“Fuck, it feels so good, Mr. Fushigoro,” Yuji practically whined as drool left his lips. The men kept tugging at each and Toji kept eye contact, so Yuji remembered who was stroking him. Not his precious Megumi, but his father. Toji. 

“You’re acting like you never had a guy jack you off, kid,” Toji asked. “I thought you liked guys, isn’t this like second base?” 

“I told you Megumi is taking things slow,” Yuji whined, hiding a pout.

“But you don’t want to wait. How long can you wait for my boy before you fuck the whole neighborhood?” Toji growled.

“I don’t want to cheat on Megumi. What do I do? I love him?”

“It’s simple. Come to me. As long as it’s with me, it’s not cheating cause I’m not gay, there are no feelings. We are only jerking off anyway. I got to keep eyes on you, and this will make sure you don’t cheat on my blessing.” 

“Please, Mr. Fushigoro. I’ll do anything. Anything. Just don’t tell Megumi.” As Yuji said that he released it into the older man’s hands. Toji had never cum so quickly in his life, splattering the boy’s abdomen with his seed. The way the boy surrendered to him and the way he had brought out someone’s whore was the hottest thing ever.

“You’ll do anything you say.” The predator smile he gave Yuji caused the boy to gulp meekly. 

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~*~*Day 4*~*~

The next day, Toji woke up feeling better than ever. He earned some good tips from the videos and pictures he had produced on his OnlyFans. Though he did know he would need to record some new stuff soon. He had to think of something new to post so it would not get stale. As he jogged ideas, he got a knock on the door.

Opening it, he was surprised to see Megumi looking nervous, but a small smile on his face. Toji felt his heart soar in happiness as Megumi had not looked at him like that in a long time. Since he was a little boy, he thought his father hung the stars from the sky. 

“I don’t know what Yuji and you did yesterday at the gym… but he came to work on the project, and he was different. He was more relaxed than usual. Yuji won’t say anything about it because he doesn’t want to worry me, but he’s been tense lately. So thanks for hanging out with him, I know it helped,” then his son gave him a quick side hug before running away. 

Crushing guilt hit him like a freight train. His son, his blessing, was finally opening up to him, and here his father was throwing it away for his son’s boyfriend. But wasn’t it messing with Yuji, which in turn made Megumi happy? But if Megumi found out, he’d probably never forgive Toji. But wouldn’t all be okay if Megumi never found out? Yuji would cheat on his son with other people. He could tell the boy was getting antsy and struggling with taking it slow. And he could tell the boy was getting angsty from going slow. Did he care about you all those years when he called you names? When he looked at you like you were the biggest piece of shit in the world?

Toji shook his head. He had already gone this far, and there was no turning back… Might as well enjoy the hell he set himself up for. Sending a grocery list to Megumi, who actually agreed to buy it, Toji enacted the next stages of his plans. First, he did some house cleaning to buy time before Yuji got there. Then he went to the setting for his next scheme. The only amenity that came with the apartment was the nice balcony. Toji’s bedroom had access to it, and he loved to keep a longue chair out there. Tsumiki liked to lounge out there while reading her trashy books. Megumi would sometimes take naps on the longue chair while his dogs lay on top of him. Toji? Well, he liked to catch his tan out there. Lying naked on the terrace with the chance of one of his apartment neighbors catching him tanning his back and asscheeks turned him on. They were getting his premium content for free, so could they really complain?

He had purposefully left the front door open and told Megumi he might be taking a shower when Yuji came in, to let him know the door was open. However, he made sure his bedroom door was open and he laid and waited as he could feel the sunrays running across his skin. Sunglasses on his face, he just had to wait for the cutie to make his entrance. 

Also, he had taken Shiu’s advice to heart. He did need to collab, but he didn’t want to do one long torturous shoot. So he had set up a camera on the balcony. He’d get Yuji’s permission to post it later, but he did need to start getting footage now. 

Hearing the front door being pushed open, he could hear him walking through the hallway. The master room in the apartment was next to the front door, so Yuji, in his path to the living room, would come across…

“Mr. Fushigoro, oh my god, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to peek,” squeaked Yuji, who was blushing like a strawberry. Toji turned to him, his eyes not giving anyway because of the sunglasses. Even with them on Yuji wouldn’t look at them, guess he felt guilty about yesterday. Well, he’d just have to get the fuck over it. Because what’s done is done. And Toji has not done anything with another person since his wife died. There was no way he was letting Yuji go. 

“It’s okay. Actually, can you do me a favor? I could use another layer of sunscreen. Wouldn’t want your future father-in-law to get skin cancer, do you?” Toji said nonchalantly. 

“I’m not sure, Mr. Fushigoro, it’s just it would be inappropriate-” Yuji tried to say but was quickly cut off.

“Inappropriate? You mean like you beginning me to jack off your dick? How you guilt tripped to me to get you off, or you’d cheat on my precious son?” Toji barked. “You said you’d do anything I asked, so I wouldn’t tell my son what a slutty cheating boyfriend he had. I’m not even asking you to do anything crazy, and you’re really going to say no?” 

Yuji’s head dropped, and the boy simply complied with the man’s request. Finding the sunscreen lotion on a small table, he lathered it in his hands. Approaching Mr. Fushigoro, Yuji could feel himself harden in his shorts as he realized he was about to get his hands on the handsome older man.

“How about you sit behind my legs to start and get it on my back. Also, I have a camera going in. Don’t worry it’s for my personal enjoyment later. Just put on my sunscreen and Megumi doesn’t have to know anything.” 

Yuji complied, sitting in the space where Toji had spaced out his legs. Toji had an extremely broad back that reminded Yuji of a massive mountain range. His back muscles were hot as hell, and Yuji could totally see how the older man worked as a bouncer. One glare from him probably scared the drunks off. Taking a deep breath, he began lathering the lotion onto Toji’s back with his hand. His skin glistened from the oil, and Toji could feel the heat off his body into his fingers. Yuji did his best to keep his erection from poking Toji in his leg again. He was hoping things would not escalate like they did yesterday. 

Yuji reached his hands up higher, getting the lotion through Toji’s shoulders. He rubbed the lotion in, earning a low moan from Toji, which was the hottest fucking sound Yuji had ever heard. Then Yuji traveled down the back of his arms and hands, making sure he was fully covered. Getting more lotion on his hands then Yuji covered his neck and the back of his ears, which made Toji laugh from the tickly sensation. 

“Make sure you get my ass. Actually, start with my legs first since you’ll probably get distracted by my butt. Everyone loves it,” Toji said after he stopped laughing. 

“Fucking conceited asshole,” Yuji muttered under his breath. Toji, hearing the boy’s complaints, brought one of his feet back and pressed it against Yuji’s clothed dick.

“It’s not conceited if you’re getting turned on by it. Now hurry up before I kick you in the balls.” 

Yuji, rolling his eyes and trying to stop himself from humping Toji’s foot, began by pressing his lathered hands across Toji’s hamstrings. He spread the sunscreen on feeling Toji’s muscular, chunky thighs. Fuck guys with big thighs were one of his kinks. When he had started dating Megumi, it was how pretty his face was and the chase of getting Megumi to like him. But with Megumi’s father, he had a sharp, harsh handsomeness, and his body was a work of art. He wanted Toji to choke him between his thighs.

Shaking his head, Yuji focused again and then lathered Toji’s shin and calves, giving them a lot of attention. Finally, he started on Toji’s feet, which caused the big man to laugh again and also press his right foot more into Yuji’s crotch, causing him to loudly moan.

“What you have a foot fetish or something?” Toji asked. “Are you going to smell my socks next?”

“I don’t have a foot fetish,” Yuji denied, still moaning as he applied pressure. “Anyone would moan if someone put pressure on their essential areas.”

“Essential areas? Are you sure you're in college?” 

Tired of being teased, Yuji would get his ass lathered all right. Lathering his hands one more time, he harshly brought them down and smacked Toji’s cheeks. They jiggled from the impact and red hamprints lay on his pale skin, as well as lying the sunscreen down. 

“You fucking brat,” Toji tried to get up, but Yuji used one of his muscular biceps and pushed him down, causing the older man to grunt. Yuji held him down with his left arm and slapped his right ass cheek again with his right hand. 

“I’m just getting your ass like you told me to,” Yuji said. “Teasing me with your slutty ass isn’t this what you wanted, Mr. Fushigoro. You’re going to be sore you won’t be able to sit at the dinner table.” 

“You’re dead when I get up,” Toji snarled, though his dick was hard pressed against the lounge chair and his abs. He was happy Yuji couldn’t see how much this turned him on. Toji didn’t want to give the brat a big head before he earned it. 

“Yeah, well, I’ll just have to enjoy your body while you're pinned down,” SLAP, SLAP, SLAP! Yuji began three three-minute straight assault, switching between cheeks with his hand, entranced by Toji’s ass. On a rather forceful slap, it separated Toji’s cheeks, revealing the hairy hole he had been wanting to munch on since he saw the outline at the gym.

Yuji stopped pining Toji, and before the man could move, he lifted the heavy body by his legs in the air, arching him up ass first. Toji’s face was pressed into the lounge chair since he was lying on his belly. Lifting Toji wasn’t too hard, and then Yuji saw his prize Toji’s dump truck in his face.

“This is my reward for doing your sunscreen,” he swished the spit in his mouth while pulling apart the two big cheeks with his hands before spitting directly into the man’s hole. He laughed at how the man’s hole wasn’t as tight as he imagined, being a bit loose.

“What a slutty dad hole! You’re probably getting fucked on the regular. Do you try and seduce every male friend Tsumiki or Megumi brings over? Is this the real reason why he doesn’t like you?”

“You fucking brat, no guy has ever fucked-” Toji said as Yuji stuck his tongue right into his loosened dilf hole. “Fuck what are you doing. Oh god, that’s good.”

Yuji motorboated himself between Toj’s cheeks, kissing, sucking, and fucking the whole opening with his tongue. When he needed a quick break to breathe, he’d come up for air and lick his cheeks. When he felt really cheeky,  he bit on both of them. He could tell Mr. Fushigoro liked his ass getting out by the loud slutty low-voiced the muscle-hunk hunk was letting out.

“Fuck keep eating me out, you brat. The only good thing you’re tongue is good for. Every time you talk back to me, I’ll sit on your face and put your mouth to good use,” 

Yuji spat into Toji’s hole again and went back to eat him while also spanking him. At some Toji grabbed the back of his head and kept him stuffed in his hole till his nose was lodged in his tightness as well.

“Smell my ass musk, boy. You smell that. It’s what a man smells like, not whatever the fuck you are. You’re my toy. I’ll let you take charge now and then so you can think you have a say. It’s cute when you act all high and mighty. But just remember it’s cause I allow it.” 

Toji flipped Yuji and had him lying on his back as Toji squatted above his face.

“Now open your mouth and put that tongue to work. Bon appetit, bitch.” 

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~*~*Day 5*~*~

After sitting on Yuji’s face for twenty minutes, having to lift himself now and again to make sure the boy didn’t suffocate and sending him back to wait for his boyfriend, Toji felt rejuvenated. His guilt from this whole thing had gone when he had been having better ejaculations than he had had for years. He was giving his body what it needed. In fact, he had spent most of his day jacking off and waiting for Megumi and Yuji to come home. Today was the last day that Shiu had given him off, so he had to put it to good use. So he had to concoct one last scheme to end this escape with a bang. Well, maybe not a full bang, but he’ll see how far he can go. 

Deciding he wanted to cook since he hadn’t in so long, Toji used the ingredients his son had gone grocery shopping for and was going to make a delicious dinner. And the dinner would be a great time to use Yuji. Right under poor Megumi’s nose. 

He began by cooking his ground meat in his skillet. The ground meat was a half pound of pork and a half pound of lean beef. He cooked the meat till it was brown. Then he added the onion to the skillet and cooked it till the onion was translucent. Next, he stirred the canned tomato products, adding his herbs and spices to the sauce of the dish. Then he cooked the noodles in a pot of water until they were perfect. Next, he started prepping a layer of the dish, so he mixed cottage cheese, parmesan cheese, eggs, and the rest of the herbs into a bowl. Then he assembled the dish by layering the noodles first, adding in cheese and sauce. Then he laid noodles again before reading cheese and sauce again. Repeating this famous three-layer his famous lasagna was almost ready. He then put it in the oven. It would be about fifty minutes of cooking in the oven. 

While he waited, he prepped the dining room and kitchen. He was going to look like the perfect doting father tonight who wanted his son’s forgiveness. All while he seduced Yuji. Was it fucked up? Absolutely. Did Toji care? No. It turned him on even more by how forbidden everything was. He had even set up a camera with night vision toggle at one of the dining room tables, which would be pointed and catch everything for his big tape reveal later… 

The ring of the oven told him to take out the lasagna dish, and he took it out with a flourish of a fancy waiter at a Michelin restaurant. Even without an audience, he just felt proud of himself for getting back in the kitchen. As the lasagna rested on the stove top, the front door opened, and Megumi and Yuji arrived.

“Whoa, what smells so good?” Yuji said, running over to the kitchen.

“Dad, you made your lasagna,” Megumi said in astonishment. “I can’t even remember the last time you made it.” 

“Well, I figured it would be nice to bring back a classic. Also, wanted to help you guys celebrate the last day of finishing your project. I just know you both did a great job.” 

Cutting the lasagna and making plates, he prepared it, but as usual, Megumi went to the bathroom. Yuji and Toji sat down at the table with Toji directly sitting across from Yuji. He stared into the poor boy’s soul, who kept blushing at the older handsome man’s attention.

“What is there something on my face?” Yuji said, scrunching his cheeks in confusion.

“No, I was just wondering if the taste of my asshole was still on your tongue,” Toji said, cutting into a slice of lasagna, not bothering to wait for Megumi. 

“Mr. Fushigoro, please, Megumi could hear- And anyway, I brush my teeth and use mouthwash. Maybe you’ve heard of it,” Yuji cutely crossed his arms and looked away before turning back a minute later. “Um, sir, shouldn’t we wait till Megumi?” Yuji said, scratching the top of his head as he watched Yuji continue to eat the food.. 

“Hah, wait. He always goes to the bathroom before he eats. If I waited every single time, my food would always be cold,” Toji grunted before smirking at the pinkette. “And anyway, I hope you like this dish. I made sure to pack extra pounds of meat in this lasagna. Just how you like it.” 

Yuji blushed at the man’s words, and Toji pretended like he dropped his fork under the table. On the floor, he could see Yuji’s jeans and crawled towards his target, his prize underneath Yuji’s zipper. Since he had seen the boy’s erection in his pants when he met him, he had been curious about his big dick. And after how much Yuji enjoyed his ass yesterday and the orgasms he gave Toji, well, the daddy decided to return the favor. See, he could be generous when he wanted.  

“Fuck, what are you doing?” Yuji whispered as Toji tugged down his zipper. He could see the boy’s cute pink underwear. Did he like to match his hair? It was cheesy but endearing. 

“Shh, daddy wants to make his boy feel good. Be quiet, or Megumi will hear us.”

Before Yuji could let out any further protests, and started kissing his clothed dick through the underwear, making Yuji softly moan as he tried to keep it down. Toji loved teasing him and then started doing long strokes on his dick through the underwear. Yuji started grinding his dick in Toji’s face, humping him, practically begging the older man to get him off. Toji happily obliged, pulling his underwear down till it was at the boy’s red, worn Converse sneakers.

He then licked the tip of Yuji’s tip like it was a popsicle, and Yuji did his best to keep his composure and not yell in ecstasy. Fuck, Mr. Fushigoro is such a tease. I’d start thrusting, but then it would shake the table. Megumi would hear, and it would make a mess of the lasagna. As Yuji ran the logistics through his head, Toji showed him he had no such qualms as he put the first inch of Yuji’s dick into his throat and sucked while also swirling the tip with his tongue. Then he lifted his throat off, not needing air, but wanting to drive the boy crazy with lust. 

"Going to milk your cock boy. Since you are so concerned about my dental hygiene, I heard on the internet that cum is good for your teeth. So I’m going to make you cum gallons into my mouth and then I’m going to swish it in my mouth like it’s mouthwash. Right under Gumi’s nose,” the cock hungry father said. Gripping Yuji’s pink cock and slapping it against his cheek, loving the lewd noises it made and the precum glistening that fell off, sticking to his lower eyelash. He stroked Yuji’s dick and sucked the tip again, wanting to work the boy over like a tea kettle whistling. Yuji looked down beneath the table as if Toji was a sex god, as if he wrote the damn karma sutra himself, as he then licked down to Yuji’s cute balls. They weren’t huge like Toji’s. If anything, they were average, but Toji wasn’t complaining as he licked and sucked them into his mouth. Tonguing them down and enjoying the salty musky taste. Toji then felt cocky and swallowed Yuji’s penis down like a vacuum, though he quickly gagged. While he had trained his hole with dildos, he had never trained his mouth as he never thought he would suck a man’s cock. Yuji’s huge girth and ancaconda dick were roughly making the walls of his throat convulse as Toji desperately tried to get lower. He was not admitting defeat to this punk. Toji could feel his eyes water as Yuji rubbed the top of his head like he was a damn dog. He was not even a quarter of the way down. But he was determined he could do it even if he had to dislocate his damn jaw to do so. Toji hummed around Yuji’s dick, causing the boy to sputter. He tried to push Toji off his dick, but he refused.

“Toji-san, please. Megumi will be coming out soon.” 

As he said that, the bathroom door opened, and Megumi walked in, raising his eyebrow as he noticed his father’s missing seat. As well as Yuji’s guilty pink face.

“Yuji, what’s going on? Where’s my dad?” 

“Oh, Megumi, you’re back. Your dad said he wanted to run to the store and grab some dessert. He said he forgot to put on the grocery list the other day.” 

“It’s just like him to take a few bites of his food and then remember something like that,” Megumi said, shaking his head. “Well, since he’s gone, we should probably eat this before it gets cold. I don’t think my dad will mind.” 

“Yeah, I don’t think he will-” Yuji almost gasped as Toji plunged down and was now at the halfway point of Yuji’s dick, taking six inches in his no longer virgin throat. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palm to not freak out from air deprivation. He was basically slobbering on this horse cock in his mouth. Taking a breath through his nose and staring up at Yuji, who was shaking his head, knowing Toji to not do anything crazy while also biting his lips to stay silent. Toji, of course, did not listen and slammed his mouth farther down, getting another three inches in the big gulp. He probably will not have a voice tomorrow as Yuji’s dick punched his vocal cords.  

“Are you okay, Yuji? You look a little flushed,” Megumi said, taking a bite of his lasagna and looking at his loving boyfriend in concern.

“Well, two things. Your dad said a pervy joke before he left. Sorry, I let him get to me. And well, the lasagna is just so good, haha.” 

“What did my dad say?” Megum asked. Meanwhile, Toji was stuffing another inch down now at ten inches. He was pissed he was giving the brat the best oral service of his virgin life and he dared throw Toji under the bus. 

“Well, I kind of mentioned to him accidentally how we are taking things slow, so he thinks it’s been funny to tease me about it,” Yuji said, sweating bullets as Toji took another deep breath through his nose before deepthroating his dick again, now eleven inches down, one to go. 

“You did what?” Megumi abruptly stood up from his chair, making a scoot sound, his cheeks flushed in anger. “So you think it’s okay to discuss our sex life with my dad! You know we have a rocky relationship. The last thing I need is you giving him ammunition on me. I don’t want you discussing our sex life like it’s locker room talk.” 

“I’m sorry, hun. I was just trying to bond. I didn’t mean anything by it,” Yuji said weakly, trying to defend himself as Toji finally bottomed out, crying as he did it. He took the kids bussy breaker down his throat. Though he didn’t know how long he could last.

“So now I have to worry that my boyfriend cares more about bonding with my father than about his feelings. You know what, Yuji, enjoy your dinner with my dad, cause I can’t even look at you right now,” his son said dramatically. Yuji was crying both in despair and ecstasy as Toji, turning purple from air deprivation, began tickling the boy’s balls and perineum, stimulating him too.

“Fuck,” Yuji softly shouted cumming in Toji’s slutty mouth. Yuji started crying, and Toi rolled his eyes in annoyance. Had they never had a couple fight before? He just got a five-star blowjob, and here Yuji was weeping. Toji pulled off the boy’s cock and let it out of his mouth in an audible pop and looked up at the pathetic-looking boy.

“You’re really going to cry right now? After I did all that work?” Toji said, his voice raspy. 

“Megumi’s mad at me. This whole thing is stupid. I never would have done this if I knew Megumi would be hurt.” 

“You cheated on my son with me, his father, and you thought he wouldn’t get hurt. You didn’t think you would have to think of an excuse?” 

Yuji was stunned into silence by the harsh truth. Toji decided he needed to lift the boys' spirits, or he would try to break off their fun, and Toji was not having fun. He stuck his tongue out, covered in cum, and presented it to a stunned Yuji at the erotic slutty sight. Then he swished the cum in his mouth like it was mouthwash, as he described earlier.

Then he pushed Yuji’s chair back and stood up over the stunned younger man staring him down like a lion about to jump and take a bite out of a gazelle. Then he kissed Yuji roughly tasting him and swallowing his cum into their mouths. Tasting his tears as they ran down from his eyes into their interlocked mouths. Pulling back a string of cum and saliva hung between them as Toji wiped his baby boy's eyes.

“Even if Megumi throws you away, it’s okay, Yuji, I’ll always be your daddy too.” 

Chapter Text

~*~*The Finale~*~*

When Toji finally came strolling back to Shiu’s shitty club, the man had looked at him as if he could tell every part of the rendezvous his bouncer had gone through.

“So you fucked him,” Shiu said, raising an eyebrow as they had another cigarette break in an alley. Well, it wasn’t a break since Toji hadn’t even started working yet. 

“No, but I did have fun,” Toji said unashamedly. “I took your advice. I realized I am going to need the money and don’t want to lose subscribers. Besides, I had a willing person near me, why not?”

“Hmm, you’re such a bastard, your poor son,” though Shiu didn’t seem bothered. “So you're finally ready to collab with someone on camera. 

“Who's to say I haven’t already? I just don’t have all of the footage.” 

“You actually got the boy to agree to that?” Shiu said, impressed. 

“He doesn’t know what the footage is for, but trust me. He’ll agree. I can be very persuasive.” 

“Hah, you’re such a cocky shit. I’ll see it when I believe it. It sounds like it’s going to be a pain in the ass to edit, though.”

“Trust me with the money we’ll bring in. It will be well worth it.” 

After working the night shift, he was surprised to see the object of his earlier discussion walking around the nightclub like a newborn giraffe. Awkward, no rhythm, and in a den of predators.

A drunk man was crowding Yuji’s personal space, and the boy was pushing him back using his natural strength, but he could tell Yuji was being flustered. Toji quickly marched over there, keeping a growl back as he grabbed the drunk bastard off Yuji and held him in the air by his throat. The man’s legs dangled as he struggled to try and break out of the stronger man’s hold.

“No means no. Also, don’t ever look at him again. He’s mine, asshole.” 

The drunk man gave Toji a frightened look as he staggered away into the crowd. All of the onlookers quickly looked away at Toji’s glare.

“What are you doing here kid?” Toji asked, pulling the kid into a private side room. 

“Did you mean what you said yesterday?” Yuji said the boy looked frantic. “That you won’t push me away?”

“Where is this coming from?” Toji asked the panicking boy. 

“Megumi is not answering my texts. I know he’s mad about yesterday, but why won’t he talk it out with me?” 

Was it terrible that Toji was smiling inside at Yuji’s crumbling trust in his relationship? Now Yuji was going to be putty in his hands. He will stop being alive in guilt. Thanks, Megumi, you’re making your dad proud.

“Shh. All relationships go through things. But I am ashamed my son wasn’t a man and ran away. But most young guys aren’t as mature as you. I got you, though,” Toji said, whispering it into his ears as he wiped his tears away. “I’ll give you everything my coward son is too much of a chickenshit to.” 

Yuji seemed to calm down, but he hugged Toji and started to calm down as he could hear the older man’s heartbeat as he pressed his ear against Toji’s chest. 

“Can I ask you a question, Mr. Fushigoro?”

“I think a guy I blew under a table can call me by name, but sure, what’s your question baby?” Toji said, smirking at Yuji’s blush.

“What made you work as a bouncer?”

“Well, things were rough after I lost my wife. I was a househusband and she was the breadwinner. I had no college education and was a college dropout. Plus, I was grieving and a drunk. My boss here, Shiu, was the only one willing to hire me for a somewhat steady job… I owe him my life. But even this isn’t enough to pay the bills.” 

“I didn’t know you were struggling so much,” Yuji said, holding Toji’s hands while he ran his thumbs across the back of Toji’s hands. “How else do you meet ends met?” 

“I was doing lots of odd jobs. Nothing fancy, but most of them have dried up. So I had to try a new side hustle. I want to tell you about it, but you have to promise me something first. Promise me you won’t get mad about what I’m going to say-” 

“You promise you wouldn’t leave me, no matter what. So no matter what it is, I won’t hate you,” Yuji said desperately wanting Toji to hear the sincerity in his words.

“I have an OnlyFans account…” 

“What?” Yuji squeaked, “Does Megumi know?” 

“No, it’s not something he would be a fan of.” 

“Like what type of content do you post?” Yuji said.

“Solo pics and videos, but my manager has been nagging at me to do collaborations.”

“Collabs like with other people,” Toji could see the other kids' jealousy, which was funny since Toji was his side piece.

“Yeah. I think I found the perfect person, too.” 

“No,” Yuji yelled. “You don’t need to collaborate with someone else. You can use me.”

“Well, he needs me to submit a video tonight, so he was just going to pair me with a random.”

“Absolutely not, a stranger! That’s dangerous. I’ll film the video with you.” 

Hook, line, and sinker. 

An hour later, after Toji’s shift, the pair went to Toji’s apartment. Megumi had been pissed as well since he learned Toji had learned of his lack of sex life and had gone to stay with his other college friend Nobara’s house for a few days. Tsumiki had messaged Toji and had reassured Toji everything would be okay.

Going to Toji’s bedroom, the man asked Yuji if he wanted his face shown.

“Since you are with Megumi, it might be better if you wear a mask. Maybe a balaclava to hide your hair,” Toji said.

Yuji smiled and looked relieved, as if Toji would make him do the video maskless. Well, he would just not be the first video; he wanted Yuji’s face reveal to be a big thing to bring even more money.

“That’s a good idea.” Toji set up the cameras as Yuji looked around the room.

“So how many things do you need for the video?” Yuji asked, curious.

“Well, I actually already have some stuff with you.” 

“What?” Yuji said, looking like the surprise Pikachu face meme.

“When you gave me a massage, I figured if you agreed, I could just add that in today so it saves us time… also, I may or may not have had a video camera underneath the table yesterday.” 

“You pervert! How did it even record anything? The lightning was probably terrible.” 

“Night vision on the camera. Figured it’d be hot given the situation. I’ll cut out the ending, don’t worry, and I’ll change your voice frequency up so it’s not recognizable.” 

“Fine. You can add it, but you were planning this the whole time.”

“I wanted my film partner to be yours, but wasn’t sure if you’d back out. Either way, I’d have hot footage for myself, so a win and win.” Toji said, finishing the last of the preparations. “I’m going to change. I want a sexy start to the video. Also, I already prepped myself for you already  I want to get right into the action.” 

Yuji blushed at the implication. “You prepared?” 

“Don’t worry, baby boy. Just give me two minutes, and we can get started.” 

Toji got naked, only wrapping himself in a bathrobe. He looked like a Christmas present ready to be unwrapped. 

“Yuji goes around and clicks play on the video cameras around the room. I want my entrance to be a surprise. We’ll cut the setup in the edit.” He had set up four different cameras. One on the end table next to the bed, one pointing at the wall mirror in the bedroom to get mirror shots, one that he had mounted to the ceiling to get aerial shots, and one placed at the footboard to capture the backshot of the action. 

“Okay, we are ready to go,” Yuji said, sounding shy.

Toji pushed the bathroom door, stalking slowly in like a cat. One foot at a time, he made sure to throw his hips a bit to make play up the sexy DILF seducing the college boy. He checked out Yuji’s face, mostly hidden by the balaclava; only his light brown eyes and his mouth were visible. 

“Daddy brought you your favorite outfit of mine. My birthday suit. Why don’t you unwrap me?” he said to Yuji, who did not hesitate to pull the older man onto the bed with him. 

Yuji didn’t hesitate and threw the robe off the older man and latched his mouth onto a nipple, licking and biting at a tit like it was his favorite treat and lifting the man in the air by his ass. Toji thought it was so hot as the boy didn’t struggle to lift him and kept his tit in his mouth before turning to the other. Holding him with one hand, he reached for Toji’s hole and was surprised to find an anal plug vibrating in his hole.

“Told you I was ready for you,” smirked Toji. Yuji thinks he fell in love for a second time at that moment. Was it possible to love two people at the same time? “Since you’ve been such a good boy, it’s time to feed your dick into daddy’s fat ass.” 

“You don’t need to tell me twice,” Yuji said. “Since you’re so well prepped, I don’t think we need to take it slow.” 

Before Toji could question what the brat he was dropped straight onto the brat’s big, girthy cock. He kissed Toji’s neck as the older man hissed at the burn of his anal walls, and he could already feel the dick in his stomach rearranging his guts. Then Yuji bit down on Toji’s mouth, making the man finally let out the screams he was holding in. The boy, loving the reaction, then bent his head and sucked and bit on the man’s fat titties as if he was going to get milk straight from the source. The other tit he wasn’t sucking on, he was twisting it with his fingers and flicking it. He wondered how long the boy could keep him up in the air with one arm. Toji was in amazement who knew the real thing would be so much better than a plastic dildo? 

“Yeah, you want daddy’s milk. You love cheating on your boyfriend with his own father.”

At Toji’s crude language, Yuji flushed under the mask. The virginity he had been saving for Megumi, he had given away to Toji. But Megumi had walked away from him. Wasn’t Megumi selfish for denying Yuji his needs! What good boyfriend does that? Yuji tried to assuage his guilt in his head as he kept pounding into the big muscle bussy. 

“Fuck, I want daddy’s hot milk all over my time. I love cheating on him. He doesn’t compare to you at all. I had to skip the knockoff and tap it straight from the source,” Yuji admitted, brain delirious from pleasure as his cock was in a vice grip as Toji’s hole was like the contraption they put on cow utters. He wanted Yuji’s sperm right in his loose DILF hole. Yuji roughly picked up his pace, causing Toji’s cheeks to jiggle as he met Yuji’s intensity fucking himself down on the college stud’s tree trunk dick. He was too old to be doing this shit; he’d probably end up in the hospital from dislocating his hip or having his hole broken, but the rough pounding he was getting was worth the risks. 

Toji looked at the mirror as his tongue fell out of his mouth, and he could hear his own scratchy mewls from a combination of a smoker's voice and losing his voice from the constant moans emanating from his lips. His hair was sweat-dampened, clinging to his forehead. The usual sharp eyes he had were nearly cross-eyed as his prostate was being smashed, and any rational thoughts he had were losing his mind. The brat’s dick was giving him Dory brain! Feeling Yuji’s dick twitch in his hole, Toji knew the boy was going to blow soon. Virgins they never last long the first time. His hole spasmed as he thought of the cum that was going to be in his hole soon. Then he could feel the warmth of entertaining him. Yuji exploded, splattering Toji’s insides and loading the tunnel with his cum. Toji blew at the same time, his cum hitting like water leaving a whale’s blowhole. His cum smashed against Yuji’s abs, glistening them with his cum. He looked like an amateur bodybuilder, but instead of being glistened with tan and lotion, he was glistened with cum. Like one of those gay sex models on a naked wrestling website. 

His cum is so hot it’s going to burn a hole in my stomach. Fuck, the brat is getting me pregnant at this rate. Trying to have me nurse little pink bastards. 

Yuji dropped on the couch with Toji, still his dick huffing from exhaustion. He weakly tried to signal to Toji to get off of him. But the cockwhore was not having that. 

“You think one round is going to satisfy me. Kid, we aren’t leaving this room till I’m sure you’ve got me pregnant. I’m going to train your former virgin dick to be the perfect living dildo for me. So be a good toy and take it.” 

“Mr. Fushigoro, I don’t know if I can go again,” Yuji squeaked.

I slammed myself on his dick, pinning his hands down as he gasped, moaned, and began crying from the overstimulation. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Yuji was as flushed as his hair, pleading with his eyes for Toji to stop, while his dick told another story. Since the boy was in his twenties, his dick could get back up easily despite how sensitive it was. His big spenders were going to get the whole pay-per-view experience, so he was going to earn his check. He grinded down on Yuji’s dick, and then he twerked one cheek and then the other before twerking down on Yuji’s dick.

“Don’t worry, it’s a punishment. Lifting me without asking. I have to keep my sex toy in its place. Are you really going to pretend this doesn’t feel good?” 

“No, it feels good, it’s weird my dick is so sensitive it hurts, but it also feels so good at the same time,” Yuji said, scrunching his eyebrows in a mix of pain and ecstasy. 

“It feels good for me as well, boy. Going to stuff me twice with your seed. My stomach is going to be bloated with your cum. Does that sound sexy to you?” 

“Yes, can’t wait to hear you walk around with your belly swishing my seed.” 

Toji began jumping up and down, twerking while shoving Yuji’s in between his pecs, choking his dick on his chock and his face in his tits. If the boy died from apshyxatio, at least he’d die living every gay man’s dream.

As the boy went purple after several minutes of treatment, he came for a second time in the man’s hole. Toji smirked, knowing he had a perfect toy. He went to get off the couch before being harshly pulled by the hair and spanked by Yuji.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Yuji said with a growl at Toji’s slutty growl at the rough treatment. “You said I’m young, so I can get hard again, well, right. Well, get ready, cause I’m going to fuck you on every single surface.”

What followed was a marathon of sex.

Yuji fucked Toji, pressing his foot at the back of Toji’s head as he fucked Toji into the mattress, slapping his ass, leaving handprints.

Then he fucked him in a side-by-side position, licking into Toji’s ear and biting at its neck as he pounded into the man’s hole.

Next, Yuji had Toji lie down on his back, shifting his pelvis so that one leg was down and the other rested on Yuji’s shoulder as he penetrated him and choked him with his right hand. Toji cumming three times.

Then he fucked Toji doggy grabbing at his hair again and scratching and twisting his nips. Watching his thick cheeks jiggle on the impact of his hips and hands. 

Next, they switched up the doggy position, but had Toji lie on his stomach, legs slightly spread, while Yoji was on all fours facing away from Toji with his penis in line with his daddy’s hole. He pounded Toji away while facing away. Not seeing Toji, just let him treat his hole like a personal flashlight as he went even rougher and faster showed Toji why he was nicknamed The Tiger of West Junior High.

They finished in missionary with Yuji looking deep into Toji’s dazed eyes and realized he did love this man. But he also loved Megumi, but they were having a rough patch… Was it selfish that he didn’t want to give up both? He needed Toji’s hole. 

Toji, on the other hand, loved that Yuji could be both dominant and submissive when need be. He was perfect today. And he was never going to let you go. When Yuji yelled. 

“I love you, Toji. Please stay with me forever.”

“I’m starting to love you too, kid. No matter what happens with Gumi, you always have me. It’s forever with us, baby boy. ”

Afterward, Toji pulled out his phone and texted Shiu. 

“Here is the video you so desperately wanted. It’ll take you a while to edit. There are three videos, and trust me, we provided a lot of entertaining footage.”