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Izuku was sitting in class, completely relaxed even several days after his first trip to the glory hole, when he caught one of Kaminari’s whispers. He didn’t hear most of it, but he did hear the words ‘glory hole’, and his brain immediately focused on the conversation.
“Dude, I’m serious! I heard two third-years from the general course whispering about it. It’s in the hallway near Miss Midnight’s old art room!”
“Well, if there were a glory hole at UA, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was near where Miss Midnight’s room used to be. But why are you so excited?”
“Because they said the guy that was in it was hot! Like, he had the perfect ass, and a pretty cock, they said!”
“Dude, are you sure we should be talking about this in class? Jiro might be out sick, but Shoji is like, right there, dude.”
“It’s okay! I just wanna check it out, and see if it’s just a rumor or not! I mean, I don’t think it is, the way they were talking about it, but if it’s exclusive to third years, I wanna know about it!”
Kirishima leaned towards Kaminari and Sero. “Are you guys serious? You want to actually go and look for it?”
Bakugo strolled over to their desk, scowling. “What the hell are you idiots talking about?”
Izuku’s eyes widened as Shoji and Shinso walked over, too, with Shoji frowning deeply. “I’m sorry, but are you seriously saying there’s something like that here at UA? Would Nezu allow that?”
“Are you kidding? He’s totally nuts, of course he would.”
Todoroki’s eyes widened. “Really?”
Oh god, even Todoroki was interested? Izuku was so going to pop a boner. And wait, today was Friday! He was going to be at the glory hole today! Shinso hummed, and Izuku watched out of the corner of his eye.
“Huh…it might be worth checking out. If they do allow it at UA, I’m sure the teachers know about it and have taken measures to make it safe. It could be a good way to blow off steam when you’re stressed.”
Yes! That was exactly it! Shinso is so smart! And oh, god, the thought of him using his quirk on Izuku while he was trapped in a glory hole…it made him shiver just thinking about it. Ack, but what if they recognized him?! Well, the chances of anyone recognizing his butt were pretty slim, and it wasn’t like he had a whole lot of recognizable scars on his legs, unlike his arms, but what if they made the connection from his green pubic hair? Should he shave it? He had a small razor in his bag…no, actually, maybe he shouldn’t, it might be uncomfortable if he shaved it right before, what if he got a razor burn or something? Besides…it might actually be hotter to risk his friends recognizing him somehow. Especially if they figured out it was him and still kept fucking him…
“I don’t think that sort of thing is very appropriate…”
“Oh, come on, IcyHot, you sound like fucking Glasses! Don’t tell me your statue ass doesn’t ever get horny.”
“Yes, but…what if I hurt them?”
“Your dick ain’t that big, is it?”
“I take after my father, Bakugo.”
“How the fuck do you know your own dad’s dick size?”
“...We have been to hot springs together. Do other kids not go to hot springs with their parents and siblings? Well, mainly my brother, but still.”
“Okay, you saved yourself there.”
“Guys, focus! Are we gonna check it out or not?”
“I say we do it! If it’s there, cool! If it’s not, also cool! After all, I really don’t want to think about who on earth proposed an idea like that to Nezu, and it’s even worse that he would’ve approved it.”
“I mean if they presented it as an option for stress relief…”
“Still, it’s disturbing to think about.”
The bell rang, with Aizawa already gone, and Izuku bolted from the room, ignoring Iida’s spluttering about him taking off so fast. He got to the glory hole room in record time and ran to the switches first. He flipped the same ones as last time, but he also flipped the one for ‘quirk use’ before running into his side and quickly stripping down, biting his lip as he stared at his cotton underwear, just as durable as before, but slightly thicker, to make for worse wedgies. Izuku shimmied his way into the glory hole, lying face-down, and lightly clenching the plug in his ass, the same one he’d used before, though he’d washed it, obviously. Just as he reached up to grab a ball gag, the door opened, and he heard a small gasp.
“Holy shit, it really is here…what’s all this?!”
“I guess we were right about the teachers making sure it’s safe, I mean Hound Dog was right outside…”
“Guys, check out these switches! I think these are to tell you what the person inside likes!”
“Huh…wedgies? Kinky bastard.”
“Ooh, he flipped the switch for quirk use! This is gonna be fun!”
“Er, Kami-”
“Shhhh, we’re supposed to be anonymous! That’s the whole point of this!”
“Eh? You guys are new, do you know all the rules?”
“Uwah! You startled me, dude. Er…not really? We just heard people talking about it in the hallway and decided to come check it out.”
Izuku shivered as he heard a sigh. He recognized it, it sounded like one of the guys he’d gotten very well acquainted with earlier this week.
“They’re not supposed to talk about it so carelessly…oh well, I can give you a rundown on the rules. It’s pretty simple, don’t do anything outside of the switches without asking for consent first, pay attention to how the guy inside is doing, and if at any point you think something is wrong, run outside and grab Hound Dog. Now, the guy in there right now can take a whole lot of whatever you throw at him, so you’ve got some leeway, but still be careful, alright? He- eh? He flipped the switch for quirk use this time…alright, with quirk use, the rules are a little more strict. No permanent marks are allowed, you can’t even hurt him with your quirk unless he explicitly states that he’s okay with a little pain, and that flip isn’t switched for him, so you need to ask for consent first if you want to do that. I’m looking at you, hot hands.”
“Oi!”
“Shush, this is serious, dude!”
“Correct. If at any point, he asks you to stop, you stop immediately. No questions, no hesitation, full stop, I don’t care if you’re literally about to bust a nut, his safety takes priority. Got it?”
“Right! So, um, we just go in there?”
“Yep. But I’ve been coming here longer, so I’m going first.”
“I thought it was exclusively for third years? How could you have been coming here longer?”
“It’s not exclusively third years, there are a few second years that sometimes find out about it, too, but we do try to keep it to just third years.”
The door opened, and Izuku shivered again as he felt warm hands grabbing his hips. “Hey, cutie. You ready for more fun?”
Izuku moaned around his gag, and he heard a few sharp intakes of breath. “Wow…there’s really a person in there.”
“Oi, cutie, we got some newbies. You gonna wring their souls out through their cocks like you did to me?”
Izuku giggled around the gag and wiggled his hips, grinning when he heard more gasps. The third-year flipped him over onto his back, hooking his ankles into the straps above him and then tugging his underwear out of the way, groaning at the butt plug.
“God, it’s so fucking hot seeing how your ass cheeks swallow up that little plug, cutie. How’d you get this ass so fucking big, huh? You do squats?”
The butt plug was pulled out, causing Izuku to groan as his hole clenched around nothing, before quickly being filled with two, then three fingers, thrusting roughly and making him squeal as his prostate was assaulted so quickly. “Hehe, we’ve got some visitors coming back, you know. They’ve already graduated, about two years ago in fact, but they’re coming to see you, cutie. Are you excited? Are you eager to let more of your senpais fuck this tight little hole of yours, hm? Stuff it with cum, just like last time?”
Izuku moaned encouragingly, his moan turning into a high whine when the third-year replaced his fingers with his cock, sliding in with one smooth thrust. Izuku was eager for his first orgasm, but he wasn’t expecting it to be such a strong one, even though he should’ve known this guy was gonna use toys. Although to be fair to Izuku, he hadn’t experienced the vibrating fleshlight last time. The third year placed the fleshlight over his cock, using two straps to secure it around his hips before he turned it on, keeping the vibrations low. But that combined with the assault on his prostate quickly had him screaming, bucking both forwards and backward to get more pleasure from both ends. And the sadistic guy left the vibrations on, too, even when Izuku started to whine and squirm from overstimulation. He turned it off after about thirty seconds when Izuku had been forced to get hard again too quickly.
“Cutie~ My quirk is called Sensory Deprivation. With just one little touch, I can make sure you’re aware of nothing but pleasure, as long as I’m still touching you. Would you like that? Wiggle your toes if the answer is yes.”
Izuku immediately wiggled his toes, curious to know what a quirk like that would feel like. No sooner had he wiggled his toes than everything went dark, and Izuku was engulfed in nothing. Well, not exactly nothing. He couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, couldn’t smell, couldn’t even taste the sweat dripping from his lip. The only thing he could physically do was feel, and god, did it feel good. With nothing else to distract it, his brain hyper-focused on the pleasure still thrumming through his body from his first orgasm, and that was before the vibrations in the fleshlight started up again, and the third year started moving his hips once more, dragging his cock painfully slow over Izuku’s prostate over and over again. It was so strange to feel his mouth open and feel his throat vibrate, but be unable to hear his own cries and screams. And yet it was also delightfully lewd, a new level of pleasure that made him wonder if he should dabble in sensory deprivation play even more, quirk use or otherwise. You could do something similar with blindfolds and earplugs, right? Just as Izuku was having that thought, there was a new sensation. Hot, stinging drips, right on his stomach. The hot, liquid sensation followed the line of his abs, mapping out a path by following every dip and curve on his skin. It was cooling fast, but just as he started to adjust, there was an identical sensation on his left inner thigh, dangerously close to his balls. Izuku writhed and twitched, his senses at war with the stinging pain that blended so well with the mind-blowing pleasure, similar to how he’d felt getting spanked before. Izuku was a goner when those stinging little drips landed right on the tip of his cock. Izuku’s entire body arched into his orgasm, which tore through him so suddenly it was like his soul tried to leave with it. All of a sudden, everything stopped, the stinging, the vibrations, the person fucking him, it all disappeared, and Izuku’s other senses came back to him in a rush. Gasping, he trembled, overwhelmed by the sudden return of his senses, and a hand appeared, stroking his legs and hips softly.
“Hey, hey, breathe, baby, breathe. You okay?”
Izuku groaned, wiggling his toes sluggishly in response, and the third-year chuckled. “Good boy, you remembered how to answer. I’ll give you some time to calm down, okay? Do you want to know what that was?”
Izuku wiggled his toes again, and the third-year chuckled once more. “It was hot wax. It felt pretty good, huh?”
Another wiggle of the toes and the third-year snorted, even as he gently peeled off the drying wax from Izuku’s skin, taking extra care to be careful when he removed it from Izuku’s cock. Before long, Izuku had calmed down, and the third year left, leaving only Izuku’s friends in the small room. Somehow, it still made him even more excited, knowing that his own friends were about to fuck him, without even knowing it was him. A pair of hands grabbed his hips, and Izuku’s brain immediately tried to figure out who it was. But then he got his answer when he heard Sero’s low groan as he slid inside, not wasting time with foreplay.
“Oh, fuck, he’s so fucking tight!”
Moaning, Izuku clenched harder around Sero, delighting in his stuttered groan and the way his fingers tightened on Izuku’s hips. “Shit! Ugh, niño varón, I won’t be able to last if you do that!”
Sero started pounding Izuku’s hole, kneading and squeezing his ass the whole time. Just the force of his thrusts made it obvious he’d been pent-up for a while, and Izuku moaned breathlessly as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through him like a tsunami, shooting down his spine until it even reached his toes and they began to curl.
“Little slut’s close.”
“Oh shit, is he really? Damn, I was so busy looking at the toys I didn’t notice.”
“Fuck, fuck, niño varón, come on, cum with me. I wanna feel you clench up.”
Izuku wailed as Sero nailed his prostate harder, throwing him into an orgasm he wasn’t quite ready for, which of course just made it even better. Sero groaned louder and spilled inside, pumping his hips a few more times to draw it out, and then smacking Izuku’s ass just to make him yelp and clench around him as he pulled out. Sero had barely been out of him for thirty seconds before he felt another cock at his hole. It didn’t take him long to figure out who, when he felt tiny little zaps of electricity coming from the fingers that gripped his ass, spreading it apart and pressing two thumbs against his hole to pull it wide open.
“I’ve always been curious about whether or not I could do this…”
One of the hands shifted, the electricity stopping momentarily as Kaminari started pressing his finger inside, just one, and wiggled it around until it pressed against Izuku’s prostate and he jolted.
“Found it! Now, just a tiny shock…”
A zap of electricity went off right on Izuku’s prostate, coming from Kaminari’s finger, and Izuku screamed into his gag, his entire body convulsing with violent pleasure. Kaminari kept up a mild electric current in the tip of his finger, and pressed it harder against Izuku’s prostate, sending him into a second violent orgasm in seconds, so soon after the last one that it nearly knocked him out. The stimulation was removed right after, though, and Izuku panted, realizing after a few seconds he’d legitimately made an ahegao face, his tongue lolling limply out of his mouth around the gag and tears streaming down his face. Swallowing thickly, he pulled his tongue back into his mouth and tried to still the persistent trembling in his thighs. His reprieve didn’t last long, but then again, neither did Kaminari, once he started fucking Izuku. His stamina never had been the best in their class, even though it was still better than the third years from other courses. But after Kaminari took his turn, someone slipped on a cock ring, giggling.
“Sparky came close to knocking him out, I think, so this oughta draw out his pleasure and stop him from passing out on us.”
“You’re fucking evil, dude.”
“Worse than him literally fucking electrocuting his prostate?”
“Fair point. But it’s my turn, and I wanna have a little more fun than that.”
Without warning, Izuku felt hot breath on his hole, and he whined, squirming a little impatiently. His attitude earned him a firm slap on the ass, from hardened fingers. Kirishima. Oh god, the slap was so much better than a regular spanking, especially since Kirishima’s rock-hard fingers scraped unforgivingly against his sensitive ass. Before he even recovered from that, Kirishima’s tongue was inside him, lapping at the cum the others had left behind, and teasing him relentlessly. Eventually, he backed up a little, before chuckling and spitting right into Izuku, the saliva easily falling inside his asshole and making Izuku jolt. Oh, god, that made him feel so dirty. Izuku whined again, and Kirishima chuckled, almost evil-sounding before Izuku felt something at the rim of his asshole. It was cold and metal, and he heard a gasp from one of the others.
“Dude…seriously?”
“What?”
“You just keep that on you?”
“I like the stuff! Don’t fucking judge!”
Izuku had no idea what the hell they were talking about until he heard the telltale sound of compressed cream in a can. Whipped cream?! Izuku jolted and moaned, the cold cream filling up his asshole tickling his insides, and melting slightly from the heat of his body. Kirishima stopped after a second or two and dove back in, licking the cream out of him and groaning.
“Fuck, so good…this might be my new favorite dessert.”
“Hey…I wanna try this thing.”
“Oh, shit, that’s so evil.”
“Mmh? Go for it, just don’t get in the way of my meal.”
He heard Kacchan’s evil chuckle, and then a strange pressure at his urethra. What was- a sounding rod?! Izuku shrieked and bucked his hips, startled as the thin rod slipped right inside with little resistance, the path eased by the cum from Izuku’s previous orgasms. Kacchan kept his finger on the tip of the rod, toying with it and wiggling it around inside Izuku, then starting to thrust with it. It felt so strange, but it also burned in a good way, a way that had Izuku squirming for more soon enough, only his friends’ hands keeping his hips still while Kacchan fucked his tiniest hole with the metal rod. Kirishima filled Izuku’s asshole up with more whipped cream and started eating it out again, until he finally got bored of it and stood up to fuck Izuku, his thrusts twice as brutal as Sero’s and twice as fast as Kaminari’s. All the while, Kacchan kept moving that damned rod, both that and the cock ring dashing any hopes Izuku had of being allowed to cum. Oh, but he was fully capable of having a painfully strong dry orgasm, though, and his friends laughed in an almost cruel manner when he did, taking pleasure in slowly breaking him. Kirishima spilled inside when Izuku’s muscles spasmed and clenched around him, and he filled Izuku up with a groan before stepping aside to make room for someone else. Kacchan stopped moving the rod, and he only figured out why when he felt Kacchan’s familiar, almost too-warm hands on his hips, gripping tightly just seconds before he thrusted inside. Kacchan was rough, spanking Izuku as much as he pleased, and toying with his swollen, over-sensitive cock, tossing remarks about what a filthy whore Izuku was left and right, though of course, Kacchan didn’t know it was him. When Kacchan was finished, though, he didn’t step away. Instead, he flipped Izuku over onto his stomach as soon as he pulled out, and yanked his underwear up in a brutal wedgie, laughing as Izuku shrieked from oversensitivity, the feeling compounded by the fabric messing with the rod still stuck inside his cock.
More hands pulled on his underwear, pulling it up until he was once again suspended by the hook in the ceiling. And then someone removed the cock ring but left the rod in, making Izuku whine in protest even as he started to moan at the feeling of his wedgie being adjusted just like before, with the hem of his undies tucked into the base of his cock, squeezing his balls painfully, but with his cock exposed. Kaminari tapped the sounding rod, sending an electrical jolt through the rod that made Izuku spasm and shriek, already on the cusp of another dry orgasm.
“Oi, Shitty Hair, gimme that.”
“Eh? Hey, wait-”
The whipped cream can was pressed up against his rim again, by Kacchan this time, and Izuku squirmed, whining as Kacchan pressed the trigger and the cream started filling him up. Kacchan didn’t stop at just a little bit, though, he kept going until the cream started pushing itself further inside as more kept coming in, sliding against his insides and making him moan as it slid over his prostate. Gravity only made the stuff slide in faster, as high up as his hips were being raised. Kacchan slapped his ass with his free hand, laughing as Izuku twitched and moaned.
“Dude, you’re gonna waste the whole can!”
“Heh, I just wanna see what his fuckin’ limit is. Oi, what else can we stuff inside him?”
“Evil bastard…eh, besides more cum? Probably these egg things.”
“Eh, maybe…I wanna leave his fucking asshole gaping before we leave. Oi, you two take your turns while I brainstorm.”
Someone unhooked his wedgie, letting his hips drop back down. The whipped cream had no time to fall out before someone thrusted inside, and judging by the differing temperatures in the fingers he felt on his hips, it was Todoroki. Todoroki was more gentle than the others, but his thrusts were well-aimed and strong, and pretty soon Izuku was sobbing into his gag, desperate for a release they clearly didn’t plan on granting him. When Todoroki stepped away with a soft huff a while later, more hands immediately replaced his grip on Izuku’s hips, and he heard Shinso’s soft hum.
“Are you feeling okay?”
Oh. Oh, hell yes.
“Mhm-”
Izuku was caught in Shinso’s quirk, and he allowed himself a little mental victory dance before focusing on the sensation of Shinso sliding deep inside him. Shinso groaned at the tight heat before his grip tightened and he growled.
“Cum.”
Izuku screamed through his gag, his body spasming with another dry orgasm, and then he felt the rod being removed from his dick just as he started to come down, and Shinso chuckled. “Cum again.”
Oh, dear god. Izuku sobbed and wailed in relief, his cock jerking painfully as it was finally allowed to release all the pressure inside his balls. Shinso started thrusting, somewhat sloppy since Izuku was spasming around him, but then he grunted, through what sounded like clenched teeth.
“Don’t stop. Keep cumming until I say to stop.”
Izuku’s eyes rolled back in his head as his body convulsed, liquid fire overtaking his very being as he came over and over again while Shinso fucked him at a leisurely pace. Eventually, Shinso’s thrusts started getting faster, and he grunted as he filled Izuku up, before slapping his ass hard enough to break him out of the stupor.
“Holy shit, man.”
“I probably should’ve given him a safe word or something…”
“How? He’s wearing a gag.”
“The toe wiggle thing, maybe?”
“Let him calm down for a second, we don’t want him to actually pass out.”
Izuku took the break gratefully, carefully getting his breathing back under control and letting his body slowly relax, though everything still felt somewhat sensitive when he felt fingers at his ass again.
“Dude, what are you doing?”
“‘M gonna stuff him, obviously.”
“Oh, you were serious about that?”
Three fingers thrusted lazily in and out of his ass, then four, and Izuku abruptly realized it was actually two fingers from each hand, not just four of one hand. The fingers started pulling his asshole open, forcing it to gape wide open.
“Eh, not enough.”
The fingers left, and Izuku yelped as a large dildo was roughly shoved inside him. The stretch burned slightly, but not enough to be an issue, so Izuku just moaned and clenched around it.
“Hey, how come this dildo has a hole through the center?”
“It’s supposed to be one of the ‘hyper-realistic’ ones, which means you can use one of these…to make the dildo ‘cum’ inside. I’ve got other plans for that, though.”
“Oh, shit. Wait, are you gonna use that, then?”
“Yeah, I’mma use that dildo next, once I’ve fucked him open more.”
Oh god. Was the dildo they were talking about bigger, or something? And what did Kacchan mean by ‘other plans’? Izuku forgot how to be worried about that when the dildo started moving, dragging across his prostate relentlessly. But they apparently didn’t want him to cum again, because someone grasped his dick, pressing a sounding rod that felt bigger than the other one against his urethra and gently pushing it inside while Kacchan was still toying with the dildo in his ass. Finally, just as the sounding rod slid all the way inside, stopped only by the slightly bigger base, Kacchan yanked the dildo out, and then snickered as he shoved a lube bottle inside him, forcing his asshole wide around it just like those other third years had done before.
“Aw, dude, come on! Seriously?”
Kacchan squeezed the bottle, laughing as Izuku whined and moaned as he was slowly filled up with lube. As soon as it was empty, Kacchan pulled it out, and Izuku felt two somethings pressing against his ass. Two dildos? What was Kacchan-
“Mmph!”
“Hah! Look at him, his ass just sucked them right in!”
“Damn, dude, look at how messy he is…”
“He really did just suck them both inside.”
Izuku’s thighs trembled, his prostate screaming with pleasure at the ridged dildo pressing right against it, but Kacchan spared him no mercy, roughly fucking the dildos into him at an alternating pace, until he yanked them out and tested how stretched Izuku was with his fingers again.
“Eh, not quite.”
Once again, something pressed against his ass. But it felt way too big. It felt like-
“Dude, no way in hell you’re getting the whole thing in there.”
“I’m sure as hell gonna try.”
“Don’t hurt him, be careful!”
“Shut up, Sparky!”
Kacchan’s entire fist pressed up against Izuku’s rim, and after a moment he grunted and slipped four fingers inside first, before slowly starting to work his thumb in as well. Izuku bucked and moaned, screaming into his gag when Kacchan’s knuckles dragged over his prostate, but Kacchan kept going, thrusting back and forth until his whole hand slipped inside, and he was able to curl his fingers into a fist and start fucking Izuku with his arm. Every thrust felt like Kacchan was literally punching his insides, and it was all Izuku could do not to scream when Kacchan’s hand heated up, just the hint of a threat from his quirk, though he knew Kacchan wouldn’t dare do something like that. When Kacchan finally, finally pulled his arm out, Izuku went limp, panting and shaking as he struggled to recover from that.
“Finally, looks good enough to me.”
How fucking big was this dildo?! Izuku got his answer before he was ready, groaning into his gag as something just slightly thicker than Kacchan’s forearm had been started pressing into him. Oh god, it was too big, it wasn’t gonna fit, was Kacchan insane?!
“Fuck, just a little bit further…okay, there we go, one of you get the straps!”
Someone moved forward to help Kacchan out, grabbing some thin leather straps attached to the base of the dildo and wrapping them around Izuku’s hips like a chastity belt to keep the dildo firmly lodged inside him. Once it was secure, Kacchan let go, and Izuku moaned, clenching around the massive intrusion in his ass as he squirmed helplessly. And then Kacchan grinned.
“Hit the button, Shitty Hair.”
Izuku heard a click, and then he was screaming, thrashing about as the dildo vibrated, the sheer size of it enough that the violent vibrations were practically abusing his prostate. He felt something slick sliding inside of him, recognizing it as more lube, and realized that Kacchan must’ve put another bottle up to whatever hole was in the middle of the dildo and started squeezing. Since he’d been filled up with lube before, Izuku was able to figure out approximately how much was being poured into him. Three fucking bottles, not counting the other bottle Kacchan had already used before. How well was this dildo designed that all of that wasn’t coming shooting back out through the hole in the dildo? Or was it simply going so deep that gravity was too strong for it to be forced back out?
“Holy shit, dude, look at his stomach.”
“Yeah, I already saw the bulge from the dildo before, but this is just ridiculous. How is it stretching so much?”
Izuku lifted a shaky hand to open up the hole in the wall a little, giving his body some more room to accommodate his swollen stomach. Someone grabbed his ankles, tugging them down to secure them on the lower cuffs, the wider ones that forced him to spread his legs, and of course made the damn dildo feel even bigger as his pelvis shifted to a new angle. Izuku squealed as someone, probably Kacchan, literally spanked his hole, slapping the sensitive, puffy rim stretched around the dildo, and then his underwear was yanked up, once again shifted to strangle his balls as it was yanked all the way up to the hook above his head again. And then came more spanking, after the wedgie was adjusted to press against the dildo and push it even deeper inside him, the vibrations stirring up all the lube and cum inside him. They were somewhat weak slaps at first, more like the teasing slaps you might get in a boys’ locker room, but they slowly got stronger, each hit stronger than the last and jostling him more, his body screaming for an orgasm that was repeatedly denied.
“Hey…I got an idea.”
“Dude, what are you- oh, no way. Is that even allowed?”
“Hey, cutie, wiggle your toes if you’re okay with getting stuffed even more.”
Despite how overstimulated he already was, Izuku wiggled his toes, and he heard a cruel huff of laughter just before the vibrations suddenly stopped. It wasn’t a break from the pleasure, no, not by a long shot with the dildo still pressing insistently against his prostate, but it was probably so that they could remove the sounding rod without him coming right away, giving them time to slip something else inside him. Whatever it was, it wasn’t much thicker than the sounding rods, but it didn’t feel like metal, more like…a tube? There was a tearing sound, and then what was definitely Sero’s tape was on his dick, wrapping in an ‘x’ formation to keep the tube attached, similar to how doctors used medical tape to keep breathing tubes on a patient’s mouth sometimes. Something jostled the dildo inside him a little, but he didn’t really feel anything, so he just waited, curious to see what would happen. And then he heard a sound that he could only describe as a faucet, seconds before cold water poured inside both his dick and his ass at the same time. Izuku shrieked, bucking his hips wildly, forward and back as his body didn’t know whether to buck away from the cold in his ass or in his dick, and instead of doing anything helpful he was mainly just bouncing himself in his own wedgie, yanking the fabric deeper with every bounce. Izuku’s eyes practically rolled back in his head as the heavy feeling in his stomach got worse, accompanied by a distinct need to pee, which shouldn’t be there since he peed before coming here and his bladder was- oh shit, the tube in his dick was filling up his bladder with water! Was his bladder going to burst?!
Just as Izuku started to sob from the pressure in his bladder, someone must’ve pinched the line, because water stopped coming into his dick, but it sure as hell didn’t stop pouring into his ass. It felt like forever before whoever was doing it stopped the water, and Izuku wailed in relief as the tube was pulled from his dick, allowing him to empty all of the water in his bladder onto the floor.
“Does that count as peeing?”
“No, dipshit, it’s just water.”
Izuku’s stomach was starting to hurt a little from how full it was. Judging by what he could see from his side of things, he must’ve looked like he’d just stuffed himself at an all-you-can-eat buffet and then some.
“Hey, step back, this is about to get messy.”
There was some shuffling, and then his underwear was shifted to the side, and the dildo jostled a little. And then, like a broken dam, the pressure in his abdomen started to be released, the wet sounds suggesting that it was spraying out of the dildo. Most of the heavier cum and lube stayed where it was, but all that water rocketed out of him, and Izuku clenched his stomach to get it to move faster, sobbing from relief. There had to be some sort of mechanism on the dildo that had been released to allow things to come back out, but Izuku had little time to dwell on it before his wedgie was moved back into place, pushing the dildo a little bit further inside him again. Someone reached up, twisting the fabric around itself to make the wedgie tighter, and then there was a harsh slap to his ass, making him jolt and wiggle a bit from the sting, his wiggling grinding his wedgie further into his crack and pressing the dildo in more again. Someone placed a cock ring on him, which seemed kind of pointless, until he felt someone grabbed the front of his stretched-out undies, and pulling it away from his skin. Izuku yelped as it grated against his abused ass, compressing the front even more, until they attached it to some sort of hook he must not have noticed before just underneath the hole in the wall. Now he had both a regular wedgie and a front wedgie, at the same time, though with it being pulled sort of away from his cock and balls, the cock ring now made sense, especially when they turned the vibrating function of the dildo on again, and Izuku was immediately thrown towards the edge of an orgasm and kept there, unable to cum once more. The humiliating, almost painful pleasure was even worse when he felt someone hop up to sit on his back, laughing as they slapped his ass in a rhythm like they were pretending to play the bongos.
“Hey, hey, fill him up with more lube!”
“Ooh, good idea!”
“Man, how has this guy not passed out yet?”
“Yeah, his stamina must be insane.”
Okay, so the lube felt better than the water since it was more solid and mostly staying in his lower intestines instead of feeling like it was going all the way to his stomach, but it still made Izuku groan as another four fucking bottles were emptied inside him, filling his stomach up again and weighing him down worse so that the wedgie really grated on him now. He was pretty sure the person sitting on him was Kaminari, only he would get the idea to play ‘Baby Shark’ on Izuku’s ass cheeks. Izuku was only somewhat horrified that he still had the mental fortitude to recognize it, though. But then he couldn’t focus on anything, because Kaminari suddenly yelped, someone pulling on his ankles to drag both him and Izuku further down and making Izuku squeal, his toes curling from the delicious burn between his ass cheeks. He thought that whoever it was would let them bounce back up and then do it again, but instead he heard Kaminari loudly protesting as his own ankles were cuffed near Izuku’s, using the cuffs directly below instead of the spread-out ones.
“Shut it, Sparky, this’ll be fun.”
“Come on, man, what are you- nngh!”
Izuku’s eyes widened as he heard Kaminari yelping, his hands gripping Izuku’s hips as he squirmed and struggled.
“Dude! We’re supposed to be- ow!- playing with him, not me! Ouch, hey, come on man, gimme my underwear back!”
“Nope. I wanna see if this guy just has an insane pain tolerance, or what.”
“So you gotta wedgie me, too?!”
“Oh, come on, dude, you know you’re one of the prettier guys in class. You may not have the cutest ass, but it’s definitely cute.”
“D-Dude! O-Okay, I get it, you like my ass, but- aiyeee! H-Hey! Are you trying to hook it up there?!”
“Sure am, Sparky.”
“W-Wait, no- ack!”
Izuku could feel Kaminari squirming uncomfortably, and judging by the way his own wedgie had shifted slightly, Kaminari’s underwear had just joined his on the hook above the hole in the wall. Then there was a distinct tearing sound, and Kaminari yelped.
“Hey! Did you just rip my pants?!”
“You can wear your gym pants home.”
“Dude, what the fuck! How am I gonna explain why I need a replacement pair of pants for my school uniform?!”
“You’ll be fine, Sparky, now shut the fuck up.”
There was a harsh slap to Izuku’s ass, making him yelp in surprise, but his only answer was a cruel laugh before someone grabbed his hips and started forcefully bouncing them up and down, torturing both him and Kaminari now with the wedgies, though of course Izuku had it worse.
“Ow, ow, ow! Okay, okay, quit! Uncle, uncle! Shit, ow! H-His pain tolerance is way higher than mine!”
“Alright, dude, that’s enough.”
“Yeah, you didn’t exactly get consent from Kaminari for this.”
Izuku heard Kaminari sniffling as he was released from the wedgie, Izuku’s hips bouncing back up a little once Kaminari’s ankles were released and the pressure lessened. Why did Kaminari give in so quickly?
“Huh…wonder why he’s taking it so well, then. Maybe he’s just a masochist?”
“Probably, dirty little freak. I say we leave him like this, strung up and stuffed full.”
“Mm, normally I’d say that’s too far, but some other third years are gonna come after us, right?”
“Yeah, probably. I feel a little bit bad, since he’ll be so stretched out he won’t be tight for them anymore.”
“Eh, oh well, they should’ve gotten here sooner if they wanted first pickings.”
“Dude, he’s not a piece of meat in the market.”
“I dunno, he sure looks like a prime piece of ass to me.”
“Dude.”
“Cringey?”
“For sure.”
Izuku whined as he heard his friends leaving, not even bothering to turn off the vibrator. Izuku started squirming, but since the dildo was on a low function this time, he couldn’t even dry orgasm, and squirming only made his wedgie worse, so eventually he gave up. Guess he’d just have to wait for another third year to come along and fuck him silly again. Man, he couldn’t wait to come back next week already.
“I-Is this it?”
Wait. Was that-
“H-Hello. U-Um, I-I hope you don’t mind t-tentacles… O-Oh, shoot, are you trying to cum? H-Here!”
Tamaki. Fucking. Amajiki. Izuku moaned like a pornstar as Tamaki-Senpai pulled off the cock ring and released him from the wedgie, cooing reassurances at him as he pulled out the giant dildo, as well.
“I-I guess it’s a good thing you’re so stretched out…”
“Haha, you must’ve been eager, Kitten! Oooh, is this him? He looks so cute, or at least his ass does!”
“Boys, wait for me! Ooh, wow, look what they’ve done to him already.”
“Those other kids must’ve been super rough, huh?”
Something warm, slippery, and with strange suctiony lumps on it that could only be an octopus tentacle started slithering inside his hole, and Izuku’s eyes rolled back in his head, his body spasming from over-sensitivity. Mirio-Senpai and Nejire-Senpai were here, too! Oh, god, Izuku was definitely coming back here every week.