It was a quiet Saturday evening at the UA dorm rooms. Izuku was lying on his bed reading RWBY when he heard a knock to the door. He flipped the page, putting a bookmark so he could go back to the page later. Hearing the distinctive knock determined that he wasn't going to return back to reading for the time being. He put the book under his pillow and turned on his back.
"Come in." It was very casual, not alarming, but welcoming. He watched as the knob turned and entered one of his classmates into his domicile. The purple-haired teen pressed her back to the door, using her hand to lock, still focusing her eyes on Izuku. Her face displayed nervousness, but one must know how expressions and actions can play with each other. Her body movements suggested that she knew what was occurring. However, her mind contested on the actions that were leading to the next act.
Meanwhile, the emerald-haired child situated himself as he adjusted his body with his elbows. He crossed his legs, focusing at his classmate in question.
"Evening, Kyoka," said Izuku.
She hesitantly greeted him as she kept her back to the door. Her pores opened, vacating the sweat to her forehead. Her chapped lips attempted to give the teenager a smile. She wanted to display something, something to not further awkward herself.
"Kyoka," interjected Izuku calmly. "There is nothing to be concerned or worried." He sat up, delicately putting his back to the wall. "Judging by your demeanor of locking my door, being nervous, and seeing your body tremble, something tells me that you have a certain favor to ask."
She swallowed the dryness in her throat. "W...What gave t-t-that away?"
He tilted his head, swaying it to the side as he stretched his arms outward. "Just a guess." He lowered his eyebrows. "Did Mina sent you?"
She quietly shook her head, confirming his statement.
"Doesn't surprise me." Izuku sighed as he cracked his knuckles. "The poor gal can't keep a secret if it jumped on her lap and called her Mama."
"It wasn't just that, Izuku," said Kyoka nervously. She held onto to the hems of her plaid skirt, displaying her nervousness. Izuku knew because the Kyoka he knew couldn't go a few minutes without spewing one of her witty anecdotes. With her fidgeting around, Izuku knew that it wasn't just Mina's snooping and tattling.
He knew at some point, the secret was going to come out.
"So, Kyoka. You stumbled across one of my vids, did you?"
She shook her head, confirming his question.
"Which one?"
"Um," she said while still startled.
"Which one?" He scooted forward. He cracked his knuckles once more before stopping at the edge of the bed. "I have more than one video circulating around here. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised that somebody in this curious world would have recognized me."
Kyoka wouldn't bulge. Her mouth wouldn't part on the confirmation of her classmate's confession. Admittedly, the information about Izuku's videos was true. A few weeks ago, she came into Mina's room in search of a certain manga to read. Kyoka knew that Mina kept copies of ero-manga in her private stash, which was sitting in the bottom of the laundry hamper. Even their friends weren't surprised by her curiosity and she inconspicuously attempts of hiding it. Nevertheless, as the rocker searched the room, she accidentally bumped into the dresser.
She grabbed onto to the mouse that opened her screensaver, leaving off at a video. It was an erotic video. She knew for PornHub displayed its orange and black logo on the page.
"Teen Trap Has Shemale Encounter"
She read the title quietly, hoping that no one would hear or register the situation occurring in that particular juncture. Scanning the area for any signs of life, she took a seat on the chair, clicking at the video.
It was a young crossdressing boy sitting on his knees, providing relief for a group of Latina shemales. She blushed as she saw the boy taking turns with their penises. She was amazed at the boy's features, for he could easily pass for being a girl. The shemales couldn't agree anymore as one of them wanted to have a taste of his cavern. The boy didn't oblige.
She felt her nipples became erect, causing tension as it scraped against her bra. Her breath was labored, surprised seeing that boy being a gangbang position. His eyes craved it, desired it. It was like he was seeking nourishment, before being baptized in their whiteness.
Kyoka didn't want to admit. But on that day, she left a stain on the computer chair.
She copied the link and send it to her email. Over the course of the next few weeks, that video and those following it served as schliking material during the course of the night or when she was in the shower. The thoughts of the crossdressing boy consumed her mind. No longer was she thinking of anything else, but wanting a taste of the boy.
The moment she discovered it was Izuku was from one of his videos. In one video, one of the shemales were giving him hickeys, biting heavily into his neck, drawing blood. Kyoka watched and schliked as the girl used his blood as lubricant for his cavern. Blood was coming from her nose as she watched the shemale dominating him on the ground. Kyoka couldn't take it. She turned on her back, as the shower was cleansing her, she felt her juices secret as she till her pussy. She moaned for the unknown boy until the water and her juices meshed with each other in the drain.
The next day, she and her friends went to the beach. She observed Izuku and noticed the bruise on his neck. Not only that, she noticed the tan from the bikini he wore from the previous video. She blushed when Izuku greeted her with a smile. Whimsically, she asked, "How did you get that mark?" The emerald-haired teen blushed, rubbing the area in question nervously stating, "It's just a rash. Probably spending too much time outside."
The more she watched the videos, the more she confirmed it to be her classmate, Izuku. She took notes, observing the patterns and his moves. His likes and dislikes of having sex. She concluded that his preferences were shemales and having a dick inside of his cavern. She did discover that he had videos of his having sex with women or giving it to shemales, but she knew his biggest rush when he was dominated.
Prior to coming to his room, prior to discussing it with Mina, Kyoka had hoped to use this as blackmail in order for Izuku to do whatever she desired.
Doesn't surprise me.
You stumbled across one of my vids. Did you?
"So, which one of my videos got your attention?" Kyoka furrowed her eyebrows as Izuku didn't show any sadness or frustration. He was quite calm as if they were discussing the weather or how school went. "I can guess by the way you are looking at me in such a lewd way is when the girls are taking me, isn't it?" He patted his thigh. "Was it the gangbang video? Was it my shaving video that very cute shemale teen? In fact, I get to have a taste of her in my next video. So, which one?"
Kyoka looked to the floor. She stood in disbelief to see how causal Izuku was taking his admission of her discovery of his secret life.
"Did Mina tell you or did Momo?"
She turned beet red. She dropped to her knees. He released a pleasant, but heavy sigh. He got from his bed. He walked forward to Kyoka, dropping to his knees and sitting beside her. "Hey, hey, Kyoka, it's okay. I am not putting you under any persecution. I am surprised is all. I didn't think you enjoyed that kind of stuff."
She raised her eyebrow to the smiling Izuku.
He smells sweet.
"If you didn't know by now, Mina gets into the freaky side of pornography. It wouldn't be a surprise if Momo took her to the dark side."
Kyoka looked to the floor. "How can you be so casual in knowing you are doing porn?"
He pressed closer to her. "Well, how would you have figured out it was me, my dear, sweet Kyoka?" The only way you could have known if you have perused longer than just a video. I mean, I have tagged 'crossdressing' 'trap' 'shemale' under those categories. I knew at some point, somebody was going to pinpoint me after studying me for quite some time." He released another sigh. "So, my classmate has interest in me? Don't you all? I mean." He paused, slapping his thigh. "It brings me no surprise that somebody wanted a taste of this awesome wonder."
Kyoka was silent.
"Frankly, I should be impressed on you figuring me out, Kyoka. I thought by wearing a wig and applying makeup, I thought I was safe. Ochako records my videos and she wouldn't sing. So, you really had to look at me to really become interested, didn't you?" He chuckled while patting on his her back.
"Izuku," she said gently. "How come you are so calm with this? I mean, you have allowed strangers to sleep with you. You have allowed Mina to sleep with you?"
"Mina, Momo, Yui, Toru, Melissa, Mei, just to name the kids," he laughed. "If adults, the Wild, Wild Pussycats, Himiko…."
"Stop, please stop," said Kyoka.
He pursed his lips. "But why did you come, my dear Kyoka?" He furrowed his eyebrows, displaying his alluring eyes to his classmate. "Locking the door, wanting my favor. I mean, you wanted a taste of me as well." He bumped his shoulder with her, which made her flinch. "So, how many times did you schlick to me?" Izuku watched as he made hand gestures of her masturbating. That alone was stirring her womanhood.
Along with her dick.
"Were you able to catch the last vid of my threesome with Misty Mundae and Bailey Jay?"
Kyoka blushed, looking down to the floor while twiddling her thumbs. "Yes!"
"Hey, it's okay. It isn't like I am going to tattle on you to our other classmates or the other senseis. Then, that means I get into the trouble." He winked, which in return made Kyoka blush. "Tell you what. We both have a secret that we can't tell anyone about. Why don't we take this opportunity to get to further our relationship? Together as sex friends?"
Kyoka flinched when seeing his hand covering her hand.
"I won't tell if you won't," said Izuku. "Plus, I won't charge you. On the house!"
Kyoka should have never entered the room in the first place. She felt her switch flicked the moment he purringly flirted with her on the floor.
"What do you say," asked Izuku as he nuzzled his nose on her neck.
"Yes," she said in her ragged breath.
To be continued….