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Sukuna took a swig of his beer before picking up his cards.
He’d been decently lucky tonight so far and his chip stack had gotten nice and fat. It had been a close night between him, Toji and Shiu. But after the last round, Sukuna had taken the lead.
Fortunately for Sukuna, Toji was drunk, which always made it easier to get him to make bad calls.
Knowing him for a few years now through work, he knew Toji wasn’t one to make an outright fool of himself, but the color on his cheeks couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than drunken overconfidence. He got impulsive too, which Sukuna decided he would use to his advantage. Toji liked to be flashy, and if his pride got in the way, he wouldn’t back out even if he knew he should.
Looking at the cards that had been flipped over on the table and then at his own, he allowed a ghost of a smile to tug on his face.
It wasn’t a bad hand. Not bad at all.
He watched everyone’s moves, monitoring their faces to see who was bluffing, then on his turn he raised by double.
One guy folded but the rest called.
Good.
He took another swig and sighed. He was tipsy and content, and after the shit week he had, he was glad to relax.
Sukuna’s brat of a nephew was acting out at school again, and being his legal guardian, all responsibility of caring for him and punishing him fell onto his shoulders. Instead of doing what he wanted, he had to make sure his nephew did his homework and shit like that. He never signed up for it, and if his late brother had been any other person in the world, he wouldn’t have dreamt of it.
He watched the next card get flipped and his heart nearly skipped a beat.
It was looking good for him, and he decided that this wasn’t the time to be modest.
When it was his turn, he raised and tripled the bet, allowing a sly smile to spread across his face.
He watched the guys at the table start folding one after another until it was just him and drunk ass Toji, the one who was hosting everything.
Toji would have to go all in if he wanted a chance at winning.
Sukuna took another, deeper sip of his drink, swirling the liquid in his mouth as he waited for the dealer. He let the neck of the bottle sit lazily between fingers, and rested his elbow on the table as he stared down Toji, watching the man’s smile twist up into something nasty.
The final round of betting came and, he thought his chances of winning were decent, unless that bastard had a full house or better flush.
“I’m putting you all in,” Sukuna said, shoving a quarter of his remaining chips into the pot.
“Nah,” Toji said, shaking his head. “I’m gonna you put you all in.”
“With what?” Sukuna chuckled. What an idiot. He gestured to the empty space in front of him. “You got nothing left.”
Toji reached into his pocket and tossed a silver coin at him.
“You’re fucking drunk if you think that means a single thing,” Sukuna said, shaking his head in disbelief.
“That just represents the real bet,” Toji said, leaning forward. “My son’s cunt.”
His what?
“The fuck? I didn’t know you had a son.”
Sukuna’s cock twitched in his pants. He couldn’t help it. What kind of daddy offers up his son to one of his co-workers? He felt bad for the kid.
But not bad enough to turn down the offer.
Pussy was pussy, and he wasn’t about to say ‘no’ to getting is dick wet.
“Crazy bastard,” Sukuna muttered. “Fine. I’ll go all in for that.”
He shoved all his chips forward, watching Toji staring greedily at them. Then, he leaned back and watched as the last card was flipped.
It turned out that Toji had two pair, but Sukuna caught the flush like he’d hoped.
He won.
“You really bet your kid on a fucking two pair?” Sukuna asked, grabbing his chips.
“Megumi needs to be taught a lesson anyway,” Toji said, lighting a cigarette. “He’s a bratty teen and doesn’t listen to daddy anymore.”
Sukuna could see that although Toji was acting like he didn’t care at all, his coloration had gone pale.
“I wonder why that is,” Sukuna said under his breath. “Where’s he at?”
Toji pointed down the hall behind him. “In his room. I’ll wake him up but you gotta make it quick. He got school tomorrow.”
His son had been home this whole time?
Father of the year.
Sukuna grabbed his winning money from the dealer and turned, following Toji to his room.
~~~
Toji knocked on the boy’s door once before opening it.
Sukuna could see from behind him that the boy was asleep in his bed, his arms wrapped around a plushie.
They walked into the room and Toji went over to his bed, laying his hand on the boy’s shoulder to shake him awake.
“D-daddy?” Megumi asked in a sleepy haze. He let go of his plushie and reached his arms out for him. “Are you sleeping here tonight?”
Sukuna’s eyes widened at that. And at the hard-on he saw grow in Toji’s sweatpants in response.
So it was like that.
Fuck.
“Not tonight, Megumi,” he said. “This is my friend Sukuna. Daddy works with him, so you gotta treat him real nice, got it? Do whatever he says.”
The boy sat up, and Sukuna got a good look at him for the first time.
He was small with dark messy hair and his pale skin had a peachy blush blooming along his cheeks. He looked a bit like Toji but younger and cuter, and had pretty green eyes. When he made eye contact with Sukuna, taking in his tall, massive form and all his tattoos, he could see the boy visibly swallowing his nervousness down, his throat bobbing.
“Of course, daddy,” he said. He looked back over and reached for his daddy’s cock. “Will you stay?”
“No, pumpkin. I got people over,” he turned away and walked to Sukuna, clapping him on the shoulder. “I’ll be back in an hour if you aren’t done.”
“How old is he?” Sukuna asked.
“He’s old enough. Don’t worry, you won’t get any heat for it.”
And with that, he left.
He turned back to Megumi, who had already slipped out of bed and started approaching him shyly, wearing nothing but a thin sleep shirt and a pair of panties. Staring at his face and the development of his body, Sukuna guessed he was probably around his nephew’s age.
“Your dad do this a lot?” he asked. “Bring strangers into your room, I mean.”
The boy shook his head, then stared up at him. “Just daddy.”
Poor, poor kid.
Megumi was much shorter than Sukuna, only coming up to his mid-chest. He was barely half the size of him.
“You have so many of these,” Megumi mumbled, touching the tattoos on his arm. He stroked them with the tips of his fingers, his touch so light it tickled. “I like them.”
His hands wandered up his arms, then circled the muscles of his shoulder and chest, feeling his strong body through his clothes.
Lord help him.
Considering his age, he probably shouldn’t do this, even if it was legal. But he couldn’t help himself.
Megumi was sweet as pie standing there in his underwear, touching Sukuna so curiously. His cock twitched in is pants, growing hard just looking at him.
“Oh!” Megumi gasped, noticing his erection.
He sank to his knees without being told, reaching out to touch him through his jeans.
Sukuna’s eyes widened.
So, he’d actually do anything he fucking told him to?
He couldn’t lie. He was desperate to test that out.
“Suck my cock,” he told the boy. “Just do whatever you’re used to. You can pretend I’m your daddy if you want.”
He trusted Toji’s judgement with this at least. Plus, he was curious how well he’d trained his son.
Sick freak.
Megumi nodded, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. He unzipped Sukuna’s fly and pulled his cock out. Then grabbing him with one of his small hands to keep it still, he stuck out his tongue and began licking the underside. They were kitten licks, so light and innocent it actually made Sukuna groan out loud.
Megumi softly slid his tongue all the way up to his sensitive tip then swirled it around the head, a soft moan escaping him as he tasted his pre-cum.
Fuck.
“That’s it, baby,” Sukuna said, his hand reaching down to stroke his hair. “Just like that.”
Megumi’s moves were pretty amateur if he was honest, lapping at the tip of his cock like a kid would do to a lollipop. But his naivety only made Sukuna more aroused, realizing the perversion of his friend. Toji obviously never bothered to show him how suck his cock skillfully, probably preferring it this way.
His throbbing cock leaked another bead of pre-cum and he watched Megumi lap it up as quickly as he could, his eyes rolling back in a daze as he moaned again.
“Good boy,” Sukuna praised him. “Such a good boy. Looks like your daddy taught you well.”
Lucky fucking bastard.
His mind wandered for a moment to his nephew, and he thought about what it would be like to train him to do something like this.
Losing himself in the sensations, Sukuna squeezed his fist in the boy’s messy black hair and shoved his face forward, forcing his way into his mouth.
Megumi’s body jerked in surprise, but then he opened his mouth as wide as he could, trying to accommodate his size and covering his teeth with his lips. He stuck his tongue out, sliding it along the underside so he could take him deeper.
Sukuna guided his head nice and easy at first, letting Megumi bob on his cock for a few minutes. His mouth felt so incredible, so warm and so wet he probably could have came right then, but he wanted to hold out as long as he could. He still planned to fuck him after this, after all.
“Fuck, that’s it,” he said, his voice low.
Sukuna kept using the boy’s mouth until it got nice and sloppy, a few strands of drool dripping down his cock as Megumi tried his very best to please him.
The boy was humming and growing visibly aroused, moving his hips up and down in an attempt to hump the floor. Sukuna could see his panties getting wetter and wetter as sucked him, the fabric sticking to his little pussy.
“Touch yourself,” he told the boy.
Sukuna realized that maybe he had been waiting for permission.
Megumi whined, then shoved his trembling hand beneath his panties. He sat on his fingers eagerly, grinding down on them in desperation, his moans getting trapped by the cock in his mouth.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Sukuna growled.
He wanted to be nice, he really did. Toji’s boy was just so sweet, and was trying so hard to please him. But if he was honest, Sukuna couldn’t wait any longer.
“Stay just like that for me baby, okay?” he said. “I’m gonna fuck your throat now.”
Megumi whimpered in response, and the sound sent a wave of heat through Sukuna, making him rock hard. He held the boy’s head with both of his hands to keep him still.
Then he eased himself into his tight little throat, feeling the boy struggle to take all of him. He pressed Megumi’s face against his jeans, groaning the moment he started to struggle for air, causing his throat to spasm even harder.
And then he started moving.
Megumi was thrusting himself down on his fingers faster and faster, the gurgling sounds from Sukuna fucking his throat mixing with what would be high-pitched moans and sobs if he wasn’t stuffed with cock. A pretty blush burned in his cheeks.
The boy was close already.
Based on his reaction, and how well he took his cock, Sukuna realized something else.
While it was true that he wasn’t particularly skilled, and probably couldn’t do this by himself if he tried, he had been trained to take it. And like it.
Poor, poor baby.
“Look at me,” he said suddenly. “Look at me while I fuck you.”
He noticed a tear escape and run down Megumi’s cheek, but even as cock drunk as he was, he still did as he was told. His slim body shuddering around his fingers, he looked up at Sukuna and stared deep into his eyes, his pretty eyelashes fluttering.
And then, only seconds after making eyes contact, Megumi came.
He whimpered, his whole body shaking and convulsing from his powerful orgasm. His legs locked and toes pressed into the bedroom floor, struggling to keep his eyes open throughout. His throat clenched in time with his pussy, milking Sukuna’s cock so good he couldn’t last another minute if he tried.
With a groan, staring into those lovely tear-filled green eyes, he buried himself in his throat and forced the boy to swallow wave after wave of his cum.
When he was finally satisfied, he released Megumi and watched him sit on his hands and knees trying to catch his breath. He wiped up his messy mouth with the back of his hand, still shaking from both pleasure and lack of oxygen.
“Did I do okay?” he rasped out, looking up at Sukuna. “Did I please you like daddy asked me to?”
“It felt amazing,” Sukuna told him. He shoved his cock back into his jeans and zipped them up. “A perfect little mouth pussy.”
However, as soon as the words left this mouth he realized that this hadn’t been the prize he’d won.
He won his cunt, not his mouth.
He would have to come back again for the rest.
“Good night, Megumi. I’ll see you again soon,” Sukuna said, opening the door to leave.
“Really?” he asked in a small voice. He stared up at him with puppy dog eyes.
“Mhmm, and I promise I’ll make you feel really good, okay?”
Megumi smiled at him. “G-Goodnight.”
Sukuna turned and walked back down the hall, finding Toji finishing off all the beers still left at the empty table.
“All done?” Toji asked. “Isn’t he something?”
“Definitely. But I didn’t even get to fuck his pussy.”
“Huh? What the fuck were you doing all this time then?” Toji stood, his temper flaring.
“Using his throat. I gotta come back another night for my prize.”
“Woah, woah. I didn’t agree to that.”
“Sure you did,” said Sukuna, getting in his face. He gripped his shirt with his fist. “Unless you’d rather pay me the money you owe me now instead.”
But he didn’t have it and they both knew it.
“Fine,” Toji said, waving his hand nonchalantly. “But come back on a weekend. You took too long in there.”
“Sounds good,” he said. “I’ll see ya.”
He really had a great night.
It was the perfect thing after his shitty week, and now he got to come back and use the boy again how he wished. As he left the apartment, he wondered what Megumi’s cute teen pussy would look like. He bet it felt even better than his throat.