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It was the morning of Halloween when Gojo finally heard about the killings of the masked killer that happened last night. It was a middle-aged couple. There were signs of them having their throat slit as they struggled in their last moments. Gojo could feel the fear mongering all over the the news.
Gojo rolled his eyes as he looked turned down the volume. He could really care less. He pulled up his phone when he saw that Itadori texted the group chat about being excited for the party tonight.
Gojo smirked and sent a winky face along with: I wonder if any hotties will be there.
He put his phone on the table and and looked back up at the TV. He saw that there was a police officer talking about safety and be safe- Blah, blah, blah.
Gojo didn't really care since it didn't have anything to do with him. Even though the murders were relatively close, about a 30 minute drive away, he wasn't all that worried about getting killed. At most he would be injured...
Now that Gojo thought about it he didn't want that either. He just sighed and leaned back into his couch and decided to push the thoughts to the back of his mind. He quickly got up and busied himself with making breakfast.
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Loud music was blasting through the speakers as Gojo made his way through the people present. He was enjoying himself while looking around for someone who he could indulge in tonight. He was wearing a tight black tank top with booty shorts that made his ass more pronounced. He had white harness over his shoulders, waist, and between his legs. Gojo would've dressed up as a sexy bunny but he did that last year.
He sighed self deprecatingly to himself as he looked around.
Sadly he didn't find anyone and decided to get some more beer. If sex couldn't do it then alcohol would do it. So he went around the party looking to where they usually would be. The tables didn't have any and in the kitchen there were none left there either. Itadori told him that his roommate must of put the extras in the garage.
Gojo flicked the light switch on as he made his way over to the fridge. He jumped a little as he forgot that the door was broken and slammed on its own.
He rolled his eyes annoyed at himself as he pulled out four bottles as he was preparing Incase others wanted more as well. At least that what he told himself. He turned around and went to open the door when he saw something through the garage window.
He paused for a second before investigating. He put the beer down and made his way over. The party wasn't able to provide him with anyone to have fun with, so he decided to find his own fun. No matter how brief this small investigation may be. That's what he would've thought until he saw blood on the grass in the yard.
... That wasn't there before. thought Gojo as he pressed his face closer to the glass to examine it. Maybe Itadori or his roommate put the blood out there for aesthetics during the party? It could've just been a party guest...
Just as Gojo was thinking this he turned around to pick back up the beer and make his way back to the party. He almost dropped them when he saw a man standing behind him. He had on a cloak with a scream mask on. Gojo rolled his eyes at the sight.
There were so many people with scream masks and cloaks at the party. Even though it was the same attire the mask killer wore. Such bad humor made Gojo more inclined to leave the party and go to a club. At least there he has a higher chance of getting fucked there.
He slowly looked up at the man who was just standing there. Gojo rubbed his hand on his face in badly concealed annoyance. He put his hand on his heart in mock shock and said "Ah! So scary!... Now can you move?"
He looked deadpan at the man who didn't move or even acknowledge that he heard him. The man was pretty tall, it made Gojo's mouth water. He was tall himself so it was surprising to find someone close to his height. Gojo felt his dick start to get interested and almost grained in frustration. It's been too long since he's had sex and he is long overdue. He looked the man up and down and decided that he might've found something to indulge in.
He put on his best puppy dog eyes and laid his hand on the man's chest. He could feel the sheer muscle under his hand and gave a shaky breath.
"Please Mr. Ghostface? Unless you want keep me.. preoccupied?"
He could feel a shaky inhale come from the man. Got 'em! He smirked and moved his hands up from the shoulders to the mask. He hesitated for a second allowing the man to be able to stop him. When he didn't he slid the mask off.
He saw an absolutely handsome face look at him. Stray black strands of hair fell infront of his face while the rest was secured in a bun. Gojo could feel his cock leaking and pressing against his pants. He shifted his hips to try and elevate the pressure.
He felt goosebumps rise on his skin from the way the man looked him up and down. He's seen those type of eyes before but none of them made him feel so wanted. He shivered and saw the man smirk at his reaction. He leaned in close to his ear and said "I guess I could keep you."
The way his eyes looked as he said that immediately sent off alarm bells in his head. The way he worded that normally would have Gojo pulling away in caution. But he didn't. It's almost as if he was a fly who wanted to get caught in the web. Craving for it. Gojo quickly pushed the thoughts away. He wanted to enjoy this, he could think later.
Gojo grabbed onto the man's hair and pulled him in for a kiss. The man didn't fight it as he devoured Gojo's mouth. Gojo was immediately swept up in the man's flow as he directed the kiss. He felt gloved hands roam and pull in his waist. He let out a muffled moan as his erection was immediately pressed up against the man.
From the intense stimulation to his dick he tried to push away and realized that he was trapped against the man. His erection could do nothing but helplessly rut against the man.
He let out another moan at the feeling of behind trapped against the other man. He was clearly very strong and that did something for Gojo. They pulled away from the kiss with just their breath filling the air, along with the loud music from the party.
"Should I keep calling you Mr. Ghostface or do you have a name?" Asked Gojo as he wrapped his arms around the man's neck still a little breathless. The man looked at him silently for a moment, before he smiled and said "If I tell you my name I'm going to have to permanently keep you sweetheart."
Gojo rolled his eyes even though he felt that the man was serious. Even if he was Gojo was too horny to think about anything too clearly. He just wanted to be fucked damn it!
"Well I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon." said Gojo grinding his hips against the man's. He smirked when he felt the man's obvious boner through his clothes. The man was silent for a moment and leaned into Gojo's ear.
"My name's Getou."
Gojo shuddered as the deep voice vibrated against his ear. He heard a deep chuckle against his ear and felt his body being moved back. He felt the back of his knees his the couch. He let himself fall down on it as the man crawled into if him. They were angled so his head was right below the armrest.
Gojo quickly moved his hands to undo the harness and take off his clothes. He looked up and saw Getou doing the same thing. He felt his mouth water as the shirt came off. He was quickly taken aback by the amount of wounds on his body. Stab wounds, bullet wounds... What...
Gojo quickly pushed away that concern, leaving it to be examined at another time. He was moving to take off his shorts when hands yanked them off. He looked up and saw that Getou had already finished undressing.
Gojo opened his legs and allowed Getou to slip between them. He almost moaned as he felt Getou's dick resting on his own. It felt to heavy and thick. The feeling made his dick spurt out more precum. Gojo shuddered at the predatory way Getou looked down at him. He let out a loud moan when he felt a hand move up and pinch his nipple. His legs wrapped around Geto's waist in reflex.
He could feel Getou twisting and licking at his nipples. He grabbed onto Getou's hair and arched his back. His stomach felt wet from the amount of precum he was leaking.
He felt Getou chuckle against his nipple as he pulled back. Gojo was flushed red from his chest to his ears. He was almost embarrassed to be blushing like a virgin. Almost. He felt Getou sweep his fingers through his precum.
"Turn around for me darling." said Getou moving Gojo's body over. Gojo slowly made his way around so that he was now leaning over the armrest with his ass in the air. He shivered as he felt two fingers probe at his hole. He tensed as he wasn't wet enough for two fingers.
Gojo groaned as the two fingers were slowly pushed in. They didn't go in too deep only to the first knuckle.
"Do you have any lube on you baby?" asked Getou as he was using his other hand to rub up and down in Gojo's back. Gojo was too gone to complain about how he could've asked for lube first.
Gojo nodded and said shakily, "I have a bottle in my shorts pocket."
Getou placed a kiss between his shoulder blades and said "Good boy."
Gojo felt his cock leak at that and shuddered as Getou pulled his fingers out. He whimpered at the loss and quietly shivered when Getou shushed him. He could hear him rummaging through his shorts. He jumped a little when he felt a hand on his lower back.
He didn't even hear him come back. He felt two wet fingers slide into him. He moaned at the stretch and shivered as he felt the fingers thrusting into him. He could feel the fingers going deep into him.
He let out some moans as he was trying to use his body to get Getou to just put it in already. He knew how to use his body to get what he wanted and to please the person he was getting fucked by. Either way it a win win situation.
He felt Getou stop for a second before he started to move his fingers around in a searching manner. Gojo was getting annoyed that Getou wasn't doing what he wanted. He was about to say something seductive to rush him along when he felt as if he was struck with lightning.
"AHHH!" moaned Gojo as he felt the fingers brush against his prostate. He felt Getou pause and completely change his angle to thrust directly into that spot. Gojo could feel his orgasm coming and tried to reach his hand back to stop the fingers.
"W-wait... AH!" tried Gojo as his arm was immediately brought behind his back. He felt Getou on his back using his body to hold his arm behind him, breathing into his ear. He didn't want to cum like this. He wanted to cum with Getou deep inside him. That way he wouldn't show such an expression to Getou. In all his years of having sex he's never truly let himself go during it. It always happens after during his orgasm when he's the most sensitive.
Gojo knew the Getou was planning of fucking him after his orgasm and he could not have that. He tried to arch his back away from his fingers to no eval. He let out a choked sob as he was trying to fight off his orgasm.
"You okay sweetheart?" asked Getou condescendingly, not stopping his fingers from hitting his prostate. Gojo struggled to catch his breath as he was just on the edge.
"I'm about- Ah! Cum!" he was bordering on tears now as he felt his body tense in preparation. Gojo felt tears fall from his eyes as he knew he would orgasm them and there. His toes curled up as he came all over the couch. He was panting heavily trying to bring himself out of his orgasmic bliss.
He was trying to recover himself when he felt something hot thrust into him. He let out a choked moan as his body felt stretched beyond belief... It was so deep.
"F-fuck... AH!"
"Hold on." said Getou as he grabbed Gojo's hips and started thrusting directly into his prostate.
Gojo could only hold onto the armrest as his body was thrust into. His legs were shaking from overstimulation. He felt his cock slowly spring to life as Getou moved one of his hands up around Gojo's throat, pulling him back into his cock.
"So good, your so good for me." said Getou as he pulled Gojo up by his neck and leaned onto the other armrest if he couch. Gojo had his legs spread over Getou's. He felt Getou's cock go deeper into him from that angle. He felt Getou move his hands over his body and rest on his hips.
"Such a slut... Ha... all fucked out like this." said Getou into Gojo's neck.
Gojo felt boneless as he was moved up and down in Getou's cock. He couldn't escape the relentless pounding and accepted his fate. He didn't have time to come down from his last orgasm. So now his body which was already high strung was preparing for his second orgasm. His cock was already hard again and so close to his second orgasm.
He felt Getou leave marks on his neck and shoulder. Gojo moved his hand around to grab onto Getou's hair. His legs were shaking as his second orgasm was coming.
"Fuck, fuck, FUCK! GETOU!" moaned Gojo as his orgasm hit. He fell against Getou boneless as Getou roughly thrust twice into his hole. He could feel the come go deep into his body. He sighed as Getou kissed his forehead and slowly slid him off his dick.
Gojo hissed at the pain as Getou got up and moved to get his clothes. "Grab mine too." said Gojo as he was resting against the couch. He knew the cum leaking from his hole was leaking into the couch and possibly staining it. He sighed as he knew he would have to clean up.
Gojo looked over as he saw Getou come over with his clothes. He grabbed them as he watched Getou quickly get dressed. Gojo watched sadly as he wanted Geto to stay a little longer.
"Can't you stay a little longer?" asked Gojo from where he was seated. Getou looked down at his phone and paused.
"Shit, seems like I'm already running late." said Getou as he pocketed his phone.
He quickly grabbed his mask. He walked over to Gojo and kissed him possessively. When they separated Getou put his forehead against Gojo's. As he rubbed his thumb down his cheek.
"Don't worry we'll see each other soon." said Getou as he put on his mask and left through the garage door. Gojo sighed in disappointment but caught himself. He got what he wanted so he shouldn't be upset when the dick leaves after.
Though it was the best he ever had...
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Gojo had finished cleaning the couch and even flipped the cushions over for good measure. He quickly finished getting dressed and made his way back into the party. He quickly noticed how quiet it was as he made his way back into he house. He was also confused as to where everybody had gone. He walked into the party and saw the police there talking to Megumi.
Itadori was with him talking to the officer with tears running down his face when he noticed Gojo. He quickly ran over to Gojo and quickly hugged him. Gojo grunted at the impact and looked down confused.
"Where were you! I was so worried that the killer got you too!" yelled Itadori as Megumi walked over. The officer was right behind Megumi as Gojo tried to calm Itadori down. Saying things like "I was in the garage" and "what killer?".
Itadori pulled away wiping away his tears as Megumi explained the situation.
"The one that killed that middle age couple- the mask killer. He killed three people in our basement. Itadori found the body and called the police. Our roommate is outside talking to the police." said Megumi looking over at Itadori with concern. In another situation Gojo would've made fun of him for how he obviously has a crush on Itadori.
"Are you Gojo Satoru?" asked the officer. Gojo snapped out of his thoughts nodded as he watched Megumi try to calm down Itadori from the corner of his eye.
"Yes sir." Said Gojo as the officer nodded
"Where were you when this went down? Did you see anyone suspicious wearing a scream mask?" asked the officer pulling out a notepad. Gojo was taken aback before he remembered that this was standard procedure and they most likely asked this to everyone else who was at the party. Not to mention the office was clearly exhausted and seemed like he wanted to get this over with. Gojo frowned inwardly as he knew people in a rush teld to overlook things.
"I was in the garage looking for some more beer... and I did see people wearing scream masks but no one suspicious." said Gojo as he felt his heart migrate to his throat. There was one suspicious person with a scream mask...
The cop nodded seemingly pleased with his answered before he said "Well you should leave since this is the place of a crime."
Gojo looked over at Itadori and Megumi. Megumi nodded as he was calming down Itadori. Gojo said his goodbyes and went out to his car. When he went to open the car door he could see that his hand was slightly shaking.
He quickly got into his car and rubbed his face with his hands. He had really slept with a killer. A fine one at that. Gojo shuddered and decided that it was a fluke and he would be fine.
It was just a one night stand. It what he kept repeating to himself as he drove home.