Bun buns and fun funs
Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2023 8:48 am
Continued from here: Here
Normally, when Gold Ace hit the showers after a match, he used the the time to rest, reflect...and sometimes jerk off, if his opponent had been hot enough.
Mostly though, he used the time to meditate, reverting from his Ace persona, back to being just his usual self, the cute shy Rail once again.
This...was not one if those times.
He had only been halfway through his shower, steam rising from the hot water, feeling ecstatic as he washed himself. He'd just won his first official hentai match, against the beautiful, but bullying, Yvette, and he'd never felt better about himself, self confidence boosted by his win.
And then Yvette cane storming into the shower, throwing the curtain aside, still covered in Ace's own jizz, angry and berating him for the way their match ended, claiming he "should have been a gentleman", and "embarrassed her on purpose" as if she hadn't literally been doing the same thing to him.
...and then she noticed his hard on. He couldn't help it really, he was naked, she was naked, he was a horny teen having just come from a sex match, and...her being angry was hot, something he had to explain as she looked at him in confusion...and a gleam of something else in her eye.
He agreed to share the shower.
She agreed not to pinch, twist or knee him...anywhere.
Now he had her pinned against the shower wall, steam rising between them, holding one leg up against her body, tongue swirling around her nipple, hips thrusting away, all 5 inches of the femboy doing their best to pleasure Yvette with each thrust.
Was he skilled? Not really, not at this part of sex anyway, but he made up for it with enthusiasm and speed, rapidly trusting, his breathing coming in hurried pants with each one, both fighters glaring at each other in mutual lust and irritation with each other.
..Not bad for his second ever professional match. He had no idea how he pulled this off...but he wasn't mad about it.
Normally, when Gold Ace hit the showers after a match, he used the the time to rest, reflect...and sometimes jerk off, if his opponent had been hot enough.
Mostly though, he used the time to meditate, reverting from his Ace persona, back to being just his usual self, the cute shy Rail once again.
This...was not one if those times.
He had only been halfway through his shower, steam rising from the hot water, feeling ecstatic as he washed himself. He'd just won his first official hentai match, against the beautiful, but bullying, Yvette, and he'd never felt better about himself, self confidence boosted by his win.
And then Yvette cane storming into the shower, throwing the curtain aside, still covered in Ace's own jizz, angry and berating him for the way their match ended, claiming he "should have been a gentleman", and "embarrassed her on purpose" as if she hadn't literally been doing the same thing to him.
...and then she noticed his hard on. He couldn't help it really, he was naked, she was naked, he was a horny teen having just come from a sex match, and...her being angry was hot, something he had to explain as she looked at him in confusion...and a gleam of something else in her eye.
He agreed to share the shower.
She agreed not to pinch, twist or knee him...anywhere.
Now he had her pinned against the shower wall, steam rising between them, holding one leg up against her body, tongue swirling around her nipple, hips thrusting away, all 5 inches of the femboy doing their best to pleasure Yvette with each thrust.
Was he skilled? Not really, not at this part of sex anyway, but he made up for it with enthusiasm and speed, rapidly trusting, his breathing coming in hurried pants with each one, both fighters glaring at each other in mutual lust and irritation with each other.
..Not bad for his second ever professional match. He had no idea how he pulled this off...but he wasn't mad about it.
