New to all this 💔
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everyone talks about big-dick Satoru but what about average/below average-dick Satoru?
(My first ever fic!! Sorry if its absolutely horrible 💔)
Satoru who when he first gets a girlfriend is on cloud nine, hes always been the arrogant and cocky type, people may say he has ‘big-dick energy’, but oh.. oh poor Satoru begins freaking out when he first gets intimate with his girlfriend.
Hes worrying- a lot. What if you break up with him on the spot when you realise he isn’t packing a 7 incher! But, he couldn’t have been more wrong.
Your lips are on his, your hands resting on his chest as you gently push him back onto the bed, the only sounds in the room are the creaking of the mattress and bed-frame as you both put your weight on it and the sounds of your whines as your teeth clash and you messily make-out.
Satoru was fine with this, well, fine until your hands run down to the waistband of his boxers, brushing past the little white hairs of his happy trail- and poor boy, his cheeks are a bright red, his chest heaving up and down with every shaky breath that leaves his pretty pink lips.. aww, he was scared!
And when you pulled down his black boxers, his cock springed up, his pink tip dribbling with pre-cum, and you didn’t even hesitate. Your tongue running over the mushroom tip, circling it before you took him fully into your mouth. He was gasping, his fingers running up into your hair as he bucked up into your throat, he had never felt something this good! It definitely was better than fucking his own fist at night like it was a make shift pussy..
But poor Satoru, he barely lasted before he was shooting his creamy load into your throat, watching as you gulped it down, pulling away and wiping your lips with the back of your hand. Your words reached his ears, praising him and his pretty cock.
…..Suddenly Satoru wasn’t insecure about his dick at all.