[Ugly Bastard, Age Difference, Yaoi]

"Ehehehe. You've been staring a lot lately, haven't you, Gojo-kun?"

"E-Eh? N-No, I-I..."

"It's okay, really! You know I like it! Besides, you've helped me so much with all of my cosplays, you can help yourself to as much of my body as you'd like. Really!"

"T-That's... I-I..."

Two young lovebirds were together as usual. Having fun at one of the many conventions that they had started to visit ever since the two became such close friends that had then blossomed into lovers. Honestly, if you were to look at them, you really wouldn't expect them to be this close. After all, they looked like they were from two completely different worlds.

The excited blonde girl that was currently busy teasing her 'boyfriend' was Kitagawa Marin. A fashionable young lady who was utterly obsessed with so much media it made most people's heads spin, and yet she wasn't just obsessed. She was also really passionate about trying to dress up as those characters, all for the sake of trying to be them for just a few minutes. It was something that she had tried to accomplish all on her own, but she didn't exactly have the eye for that kind of craft. Which was how she ended up meeting her 'boyfriend' in the first place.

Gojo Wakana. A young man who had grown up with a passion for making dolls just like his grandfather, because his passion had rubbed off on him. And while he was originally a bit of an awkward recluse that wanted to perfect his craft, it was this quiet passion that eventually got noticed by Marin. One thing led to another, and the two ended up in this mutually beneficial relationship that quickly blossomed into so much more, even if neither of them were truly willing to admit that they loved the other. Even if their thoughts were filled with the other at almost all times...

"Ehehehe." Marin grinned from ear to ear like the devious girl that she was. All while stretching a bit and putting extra emphasis on her form in the process. Those wide hips, and especially that generous bust that was practically popping right out at him. "It's okay, Gojo-kun. I know you like it, but if you don't want to indulge, you don't have to." She chimed, before leaning in...

And before he had the chance to back away, she planted one big pink kiss right on his cheek. Leaving a bit of a smear on that very same kiss, due to the thickness of her lipstick. It was far, far too thick. And yet that was exactly what made it perfect for her to show her love for him, even if she couldn't say it outright.

Gojo's expression melted as he tried to keep himself close to composed, but it was utterly futile. Marin's attractive nature plus her teasing behavior made him just stutter and jitter all over, all while she giggled at him more and more. "K-Kitagawa-san, w-we're out in the open, w-we shouldn't..."

"Mmm? We shouldn't what, Gojo-kun?" Marin chimed, all while doing her best to avoid blushing. Oh, Gojo was just so cute. So, so cute. It was what drove her to tease him like this. Because he thought that he was perfect in every way. She was beyond blessed. Not just because he was great at making her outfits, that was just the cherry on top. It was the fact that he was just great in every other way that made her heart practically spring from her chest. "If you want that, then maybe we should go back to our hotel room..."

The boy's face turned far redder than it ever had before, as his mind immediately started to cloud itself with dirty thoughts. Especially since he remembered that she had asked him to bring that cosplay with him. "Y-You're not... K-Kitagawa-san, that's..." There's no way that she would do something like that. No way. He was going to die if she tried something like that. Sure, he'd be in heaven for a scant few moments as she indulged every fantasy she ever had, but then he was definitely going to pass away with a smile on his face.

"Ehehehe. I dunno, we'll see when we get back. You just head back to our room first, 'kay? I've got a bit of shopping to do first!" Marin chimed, as she practically just... Vanished. Or well, that's what it felt like for Gojo, who just couldn't focus enough to notice how she had run off with a big grin on her face...

And a blush too. Good grief, teasing him that much was way beyond what she was able to handle too. If she had stayed there for a few more moments, he would've probably seen her extreme blush and realized that she was really just teasing him. There's no way that she'd dress up like Shizuku-tan and make him act like he was her master. There's no way...

As she managed to duck into an alleyway, she took a deep breath. Slowly but surely composing herself. Okay, she could do this. She just had to buy that nice lacy bikini, and then she could head back and surprise Gojo. Then he'd melt and they could... Oh, no, she was getting carried away again.

"Excuse me, young lady?"

Marin blinked and turned a bit more red as she heard an elderly voice. Strange, what could an older guy need from h-

Just as she turned to face the man that had called out to her, a sharp pain rushed through her. And all that she could feel after that was a throbbing sensation that went straight past painful and into pure bliss, as she softly giggled and collapsed to the ground. Teeth having been knocked straight out, with a little bit of blood dripping down from where that knuckle had met her nose. She had been fucked up in the most simplest of terms, and her mind was still trying to process it while she had been knocked out...

"My my. Girls just can't take a hit these days." The gross elderly man said, all while licking his extra fat lips. "You'd think they'd get tougher, but they really just keep crumpling..." He muttered, all while kneeling down and sticking his hand into the gap between her breasts to try and dig out a wallet or something similar...

Only to pull out a phone instead, which had a rather lovely looking background depicting a young man that made the elder's eyes light up. "My, oh my..." He said, all while his disgusting expression spread into a wicked grin.

It seemed like he was going to get some action today...

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Gojo took a deep breath. All while he sat on the comfortable bed that he shared with his 'girlfriend'. He really had been left rather stunned by the way that she teased him, to the point where he headed straight to the room with a haze in his gaze. But at least nobody had bothered to call out to him or do anything to stop him. So he got back safely, even if he...

God, he had a wicked hard-on. And he hadn't bothered to try and deal with it. Because he knew that Marin would come and help him. It wasn't the first time that the two had been together in a sexually charged situation. And it definitely wouldn't be the last either. Especially if she kept on teasing him like this.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out. Leaving Gojo in complete and utter darkness, which also made him tremble enough for a little bit of pre to leak its way out of his rod and into the front of his pants. He squirmed within the darkness, biting into his lips to stifle his moan. Good grief, it was way too much for him to handle...

"K-Kitagawa-san..?" He muttered. It couldn't be a blackout, he was sure of it. Somehow he could tell that it was something that she would try. Because he knew that if he couldn't see her, then it'd be much easier to tease him and for him to respond to that teasing. She wanted him to have an easier time with her, even if it required something like this.

The door to the room opened, but he couldn't really see anything. There weren't any lights out in the hallway either. All he could hear was the door closing and locking, presumably leaving him stuck inside the room with his 'girlfriend'. Though it was a little weird, he swore he could hear breathing that was a lot more labored than Marin's-

Just as abruptly as the lights had gone out, the young man felt a pair of fat lips press up against his. Lips that were definitely as passionate as Marin's... No, much more so. He could feel somebody pressing right up against him with a lot of love and passion, all while those lips made sure to push up against his as much as possible.

But it wasn't the lips that managed to catch him off guard. No, it was the fat tongue that slipped right in between his lips and started to play with his. It was so thick, and yet it was absolutely slippery and smothered in drool. Viscous drool poured down Gojo's throat, making it truly hard to return the favor due to how it clogged him up...

While Gojo was practically paralyzed by how good it felt to kiss this mysterious individual, he could hardly feel how his hands were being directed up towards his partner's bosom. He could feel the texture of Marin's bikini top pressing against his fingers, and yet the breasts that were behind that fabric... They were way bigger than hers.

Or had he just never bothered to try and think about how thick those mounds were? He really didn't try to focus on them too much, so maybe they were just way bigger than he ever could've anticipated. It was something that dwelled on his mind as he fondled them instinctively, all while the bulge in his pants grew bigger and bigger. It was throbbing, begging to slide straight into the right kind of hole. All while making a total and complete mess of his underwear, slathering it in pre the longer he kept those things on...

It didn't take long before that kiss was broken. And only then did he realize that something was dangerously off, as he felt his partner's warm and disgusting breath brush up against his face. That definitely wasn't Marin's. "W-Who..?" He muttered, though he didn't try to back away. He still fondled away at those massive breasts, if only because he just couldn't stop himself. He was addicted to the feeling...

The lights turned back on, right as his partner started to laugh with that elderly tone. And what did he see? He saw a man that was about the same age as his grandpa, though he had aged much less gracefully. Fatter than fat, a few moles scattered across his face, a receding hairline, and a pair of fat lips that would've probably been great in his youth, though now they just looked a bit wrinkly. Even though they had some expensive lipstick smeared all over them.

"Well, boy?" The old bastard said, all while grinning with those massive lips of his. "I can tell that you like what you see. You wouldn't be playing with these saggy mounds if you didn't." Indeed, Gojo's hands were practically magnetized to his saggy fat moobs. The moobs that were currently barely kept in check by Marin's favorite bikini. He... He had done something to Marin, and yet...

Gojo's expression was not one of disgust. No, it was filled with infatuation as he slowly started to pull his hands away, panting and gasping as he brought emphasis to his crotch. "I-I..." He didn't know what to say. How could he know what to say? He never expected to feel this aroused by seeing an old man like this. Nor did he expect to want to stick his cock straight into the hairy hole that was probably hidden in between those filthy cheeks...

The old bastard grinned as he watched the young boy look so utterly enthralled by his body. "You're a real winner, boy. It's not often that I give kids like you the full experience of fucking a true hottie." He laughed, all while turning away from the younger male. Finally exposing his ass to him, in all of its extra fat and partly hairy glory. And at the same time, showing him just how much he was able to stretch out that bikini bottom as it struggled to even come close to covering his crack. "So what'll it be? You could try and hold out and stay faithful to that slut you considered a girlfriend... But you and I both know that you want the real deal, don't you?"

He knew how to handle boys like him. He had helped plenty of boys realize what they really wanted, and all it took was a good night alone with this body that he took great pride in. And a boy like him, who had been addicted to a bitch like her..? Yeah, there's no way that he could resist this ass. It was just perfect.

Indeed, Gojo finally just pulled down his pants and let his throbbing cock do the rest of the work. He grabbed ahold of the older bastard's hips and then jammed his shaft straight in. It didn't matter that he was tearing apart Marin's bikini bottom in the process of trying to get into that hole, he was too desperate and he didn't want to hold back any longer.

The older bastard laughed as he felt that cock slide straight in, before he then slammed his ass up against the boy and forced him to sit back down. "That's the ticket, kid. But don't you worry. I'll do all the work. You just enjoy how it feels!" The boy wasn't the only one that was smitten. Even he couldn't help but admit that the boy was a real piece of work. There weren't many that were able to fill out his hole in this day and age, but this cock...

His wicked grin grew as he bounced up and down, his greedy hole clinging to that perfect cock. All while a few moans slipped out, though none were as loud or as potent as the younger boy's. "Squeal for me, boy! Cry out for Daddy!" He laughed, as his hungry hole continued to devour that cock as much as it could. All while he kept on bouncing up and down, letting it thrust in and out without the boy's hips doing any work.

"D-Daddy! DADDY!" Gojo cried out in desperation. He never thought that he'd be into something like this. But right now, his mind was clear. As clear as it could possibly be while he was busy stabbing his cock straight into such a perfect ass. He understood exactly what he had been missing out on. A man like this, ugly by all standards... He was the true epitome of beauty. He was beautiful...

It was a word that Gojo didn't use often. But for this man... No, for Daddy... It was right. His body was beautiful. His personality was beautiful. Everything about him was utterly and completely beautiful. And it just made him want to thrust into him, even though Daddy told him that he would do all the work..!

And it was thanks to this need to thrust that he managed to make both of them cum at the same time. Both Gojo and Daddy let out a passion-filled moan as their cum splattered all over. Mostly Daddy's, his tanks were filled with so much disgusting cum that the viscous yellowed goo shot straight through the front of his bikini bottom while the much younger and virile cum sloshed around inside of his ass instead. All while the two slowly let the delightful afterglow wash over them...

"Heh... You're not bad at all, boy..." Daddy said, panting as he slowly but surely started to pull himself off the boy's cock. "Guess I made the right choice to mug that lil' slut..." He muttered, all while stretching a bit. He could feel that cum trying to pour out through his cheeks, and that just made his cock tent these bottoms even more...

Gojo panted himself, all while listening to Daddy outright admit that he had done horrible things to Marin... But that just made him harder. "D-Daddy... You're so strong..." He could imagine what he had done, and it made the young man shiver all over. "Strong and beautiful..."

"You're gonna make this old man blush if you keep saying that, boy." Daddy said, licking his lips a bit. All while giving the boy a good once-over, enjoying the sight of his lipstick smeared all over his face. "Tell you what, close your eyes. I think I can give you a lil' treat." He grinned, as he looked towards a certain neat pile of clothes in the corner of the room.

Gojo did as he asked. Closing his eyes, as his cock remained painfully erect. All while his mind raced. Thoughts of Marin disappearing as he imagined all the ways that he could have fun with Daddy. Such a perfect hole. Such a perfect body. He was simply the best in every way. He could he have missed out on something like this for so long..?

"Open your eyes... Master..."

And if he thought Daddy couldn't get any better, he was sorely mistaken. He opened his eyes, and saw what Daddy had done. Crammed his fat body into the Shizuku-tan costume that he had made for Marin, shredding it to pieces in the process. It looked so ruined, due to how particular all the measurements were. And yet the sight of the black-lipped Daddy peering at him in such a needy and submissive way...

Gojo's relationship with Marin was now little more than a filthy memory. Daddy was his Darling now, and it was his duty to make sure that he could be dressed up in all the right ways as well. He'd have to make the right changes, but right now his cock was far too erect for him to have any elaborate thoughts. He just craved Daddy, the one man that had shown him the truth...

His dear and sweet and beautiful Dress-up Daddy...