-early evening. He had expected to be busy until late evening and then go immediately to bed. But, the staff meeting had ended quickly, everyone had shown up on time, and they had no arguments somehow. Afterwards, a few other sorcerers had invited him to drink.

He accepted, planning to just have a few mocktails and enjoy the ambiance. But the bartender, a very young and anxious looking man, messed up his order with all the noise and gave him an actual cocktail. And, like an idiot, Satoru noticed the alcohol, but decided it was a sign-

-that he deserved to let loose and drink for once in a while. That's how he ended up nearly— but not quite— blackout drunk, and heading down to his basement.  The sight that greeted him sent blood rushing to his cock.

Yuuji was practically riding his own fingers, naked except for his shirt, no, one of Satoru’s shirts. Fuck, Yuuji was masturbating while in Satoru’s clothes. He had given Yuuji some of his old clothes when he came to live in his basement. He could have bought the boy new ones-

-but he liked seeing Yuuji in his clothes. He especially loved how they were loose even on Yuuji’s broad and muscled chest. It made the teen look so tiny and fragile. All of his senses zoned in on the boy in front of him, his fingers thrusting, his beautiful noises.

Yuuji was moaning loudly, unashamed, as he had thought there was no one there to hear him. Oh how glad Satoru was that he was wrong. Yuuji sounded fucking incredible, his moans high and needy, whining like his fingers weren't enough, like he wanted more. Satoru could fix that.

Apparently, Satoru had made some sort of noise without even realizing it, because Yuuji suddenly startled and turned his head to the man, his face full of terror at being caught quite literally with his pants down.  “Sensei!” His voice still sounded fucked out, and it made-

-Satoru’s dick twitch. He wanted to hear Yuuji call out for him like that all the time. “Yuuji~ You look so pretty. Let me help? Please?” Satoru pouted as he spoke. Taking off his blindfold, he began to walk over to the half naked teen.  “I- Uh- Huh?” Yuuji stuttered.

“I asked if you would please let me help you, Yuuji.” Satoru was right in front of the boy now, staring into his wide amber eyes. He covered Yuuji’s hand with his own and grinded his palm, pushing the boy's fingers back in his pretty little wet cunt. “Gojo-Sensei!” He moaned.

“I wanna fuck you so bad, Yuuji-kun~ You have such a cute hole. I could make you feel so good.” He moved his face closer to the boy’s as he continued to grind his hand, close enough to feel each other's breath, just centimeters away from their lips touching.

Yuuji bites his lip and seems to think on it for a moment before nodding, “Yes, please, Sensei, please make me feel good”  At that, Satoru pulls his hand away, grabbing Yuuji’s along with him. The teen whines at the loss of something filling him.

Satoru is clumsy as he pulls off his clothes, both because of the alcohol impeding his fine motor skills, and because of his eagerness to finally get inside the sweet innocent boy he had been lusting after. He pumps his hand up and down his erection a few times, moaning at the-

-sensation. It felt incredible. Everything is so heightened while he’s intoxicated. He can't even imagine how good Yuuji will feel. Those adorable little amber eyes stare hungrily at Satoru’s erect cock, his pupils dilated further than before. It sends a shiver up Satoru’s-

-spine, and he pounces on the boy below him. “Mmmh- Can’t wait to fill you up Yuuji-kun, gonna get you pregnant” He runs his hands along the exposed skin, Yuuji feels warm on his hands, and yet it gives him an almost cooling sensation.

“Please- Wait what? Sensei we can’t-” Yuuji seems to spark back to reason at Satoru’s use of the word “pregnant”, but Satoru doesn't care. “You're gonna look so pretty with my babies. You’d be such a good mama” His rambling continues, uncaring of Yuuji's worry.

“Sensei please, you’re drunk, you’re not thinking right.” Despite his words, Yuuji makes no move to run away or push Satoru off.  He lines up the head of his cock to Yuuji’s hole and pushes in, “Fuck, you're so tight Yuuji, am I your first? I hope I’m your first. I want you-

-all to myself, nobody else can have you. Only me.” His thrusts punch utterly sinful moans out of Yuuji’s throat, coaxing Satoru to keep going, to go even faster, harder, deeper. “Angh! G-Gojo-Sen-Sensei!” He throws his head back, eyebrows scrunching and eyes rolling back.

He’s overwhelmed with pleasure, split open on an absurdly huge cock for the first time ever. “Mine, all mine, Yuuji. I’ll fill you with so much cum nobody will ever think you're anything but mine, get you knocked up, keep you at my side forever.” Satoru has a tendency to ramble-

-while drunk, and for once he’s incredibly thankful for it, with the way Yuuji keeps tightening up with every new proclamation. The slap of skin on skin echos as he uses the full force of his hips to thrust his way toward his climax. He’s mindless, using Yuuji however he pleases

Eventually, he reaches his first of many orgasms of the night. Yuuji slumps over Satoru's chest after the last of his load fills him up, catching his breath and mumbling nonsense that Satoru can't decipher.

With Yuuji’s tight walls squeezing his dick, it doesn't take long for him to get erect again. When he flips the boy over and starts the second round of the night, the adorable teen whines with overstimulation. “Fuck- Too much- Please-”

Yuuji's noises only serve to fuel Satoru’s arousal as he makes good on his promise to fill him. By the end of the night the boy is near-bursting with cum, covered in hickeys, and his ass is red and sore. He's thoroughly used.

Thats the end! ;] (for now...) Hope you enjoyed! I made this while in pain and hungry so if it's not good then I blame it on that lol.