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You both like victurio, and vikturio.

You: You've done great today. VN

Stranger: Yeah? I mean I know but... You think so? YP

You: I can obviously see your improvement. VN
I've known you for years after all, Yuri! VN

Stranger: I know but it's... You don't tell me very often. YP

You: Aww. Giving you too many compliments would probably make you too conceited. VN
And then you'd stop working so hard. I don't want that! VN

Stranger: I could never be as conceited as you, idiot. YP

You: How rude of you to say that! I'm not conceited, I'm just objectively great. VN
Wanna see my medals? VN

Stranger: I've seen them you asshole. YP

Stranger: That's why I wanted you to coach me. YP

You: I'd never get tired of showing them to you. VN
Well, you don't regret your decision do you? VN

Stranger: No I don't. I'm getting better with your help. YP

You: And I'm sure that looking at my handsome face doesn't hurt either :P VN

Stranger: Tch. You're such a creep Vitya. YP

You: Do you really think I am? VN
You say that but I've caught you staring more times than I can count. VN

Stranger: J-just because I'm looking at my coach? That's normal! YP

You: I wouldn't say it's normal when you make such a cute expression. VN
As though you're enthralled. VN

Stranger: Dpm

Stranger: Don't make fun of me Vitya... YP

You: I'm not making fun of you, Yura. VN
I said it's cute. VN

Stranger: It seems like you're making fun of me. But if you're not then I guess it's fine to call me cute. YP

Stranger: You're... also cute. Handsome I guess. YP

You: So is that why you look at me like that? VN

Stranger: I mean I guess so... I don't mean to do it it just happens. YP

You: Sometimes I also catch myself looking, Yuri. VN
Maybe my initial intention was to give you a correction. VN
But my mind just ends up drifting to how beautiful you are. VN

Stranger: Well... good. YP

Stranger: I want you to think of me like that. YP

You: Isn't it "creepy"? VN

Stranger: I like it, like making you look at me like you want to eat me. YP

You: [delay] I wish I could. VN
Just eat you all up. VN

Stranger: You could. I'd let you. YP

You: I can't. You're young. It's unprofessional. VN
Practice would be awkward after that. VN

Stranger: I'm not that young. Besides... I know what it all is. YP

Stranger: And I'll be on good behavior after. Or well.. normal behavior. YP

You: I don't know, Yuri. I don't want you to end up seeing me differently just because you slept with me. VN

Stranger: How would I see you after? YP

You: No idea. I just want you to keep respecting me as a coach at least. VN
When we're on the ice. VN
I don't care how you see me off ice. VN

Stranger: Then off the ice... devour me. YP

You: Since when have you felt like that? VN

Stranger: A long time... I don't know. YP

You: Ever since I stopped seeing you as a child, I've thought about it so many times. VN
I want to use that flexibility of yours selfishly, Yuri. VN

Stranger: Me too. The first time I touched myself... I imagined you touching me Vitya. YP

Stranger: I imagined you bending me in half and using me. YP

You: Fuck, Yura. You'll drive me crazy talking like that. VN
Tell me what else you've thought about. VN

Stranger: Everything Viktor... I've thought of so much. I don't want anyone else touching me. YP

Stranger: I want to... to taste you everywhere. I want you to tie me up. I want you to-to... to fill me... YP

You: If that's how you feel, then I'm going to make you mine. VN
You should have said something before. VN

Stranger: I didn't think you'd be interested. You've never said anything. YP

You: I couldn't exactly say anything. VN
You're /still/ young. VN

Stranger: I don't care. I want you. I'm ready for it Vitya. VN

You: I'm going to claim you. Mark you up. Make it so nobody else can have you. VN

Stranger: Yes, please. I'm yours. No one can keep me from being yours. YP

You: Sweet boy. Are you alone? VN
Send me a picture if you're really serious about this. VN

Stranger: What do you want a picture of? YP

You: Yourself. Preferably with no clothes on. VN
I gotta see what I'm working with here. Haha. VN

Stranger: [ Picture of Yuri with his pants and briefs pushed down to his knees, his shirt and sweater lifted up to show his perky pink nipples and slightly muscled torso. He's half hard and a toilet can be seen behind him. ] I'm... I'm shopping but there's a bathroom so... YP

You: Wow! How daring! What a good boy, Yuri. VN
A really nice view too if I do say so. Vitya-approved. VN
[image attached: a selfie of Viktor, grinning and making a cute little peace sign]

Stranger: Tch of course it's good. I work out constantly. I want a picture too though. YP

Stranger: One like I sent though. YP

You: Give me a moment. VN
[image attached: a picture taken apparently in front of a mirror of Viktor without any clothes on, one hand wrapped around his half-hard cock as the other holds the phone.]

Stranger: T-thanks... Wow. YP

You: Just like you imagined or better? VN

Stranger: I have a very good imagination so nearly spot on but that makes it perfect. YP

Stranger: I didn't imagine the mole on your thigh. YP

You: It's an added charm. VN
[delay] Are you still in that bathroom? VN

Stranger: Yeah.. taking care of something... YP

You: Good. I want you to touch yourself for me, Yuri. VN

Stranger: I am Vitya... I-- I need to take care of this. YP

You: I want you to pretend it's my hand stroking you, feeling every inch, adding just the right amount of pressure to make you feel amazing. VN

Stranger: Fuck... I want it to be you so bad. I want you to touch me, want you to make me yours. YP

Stranger: I'd let you take me right here Viktor. YP

You: I'd like that, little kitten. You'd brace yourself against that toilet while I'd slam into you over and over again. I bet you make the most delicious sounds. I'd eat them all up. VN

Stranger: Ahh.. God I have a finger inside Viktor. I'm trying not to make any noise but... But... YP

Stranger: I'm ready for you. I'm so ready.. please please fuck me Viktor. YP

You: Yes Yura, fuck. I bet you're so tight. I bet you feel so good around my cock. You're beautiful. So beautiful. VN

Stranger: Yes, yes, fuck.. I'm going to cum in this dirty stall from just thinking of you... YP

You: Good boy, I want you to cum for me. VN
Put another finger in. VN

Stranger: Yessir... Viktor... V.. I'm coming I can't text anymore I'm gonna-- YP

You: Great Yuri! Just like that. So good for me. VN
Fuck, I should have asked for a video. VN

Stranger: Hah... sorry.. Next time? YP

You: I'd hope that I'd actually be present in the next time. VN
Did you enjoy it? VN

Stranger: Yes. Very much. But I uh.. made a mess on the stall door. Which is pretty gross. YP

Stranger: [ Takes a picture of the cum trailing down. ]

You: [delay] Yuriiii.....no fair...That's so fucking hot. VN

Stranger: You're such a pervert Vitya. YP

You: You don't know half of it. But I think you'll have plenty of time to find out from now on <3 VN

Stranger: I can't wait. <3 YP

You: You better be ready. I won't go easy on you. VN
And I won't let you skip practice even if you're sore! VN

Stranger: Tch like I'd skip practice anyways. I'm still going to be better than you. YP

You: I knew I wouldn't regret coaching you. VN
Hmm. The harder you work, the harder I'll fuck you. How about that? VN

Stranger: Is that starting with today's practice? Because I worked very hard today. YP

You: You definitely did! VN
I guess today can count, then. You deserve a treat. VN

Stranger: I'm on my way back, can I come to your house? YP

You: Of course. VN
I'll leave the door unlocked for you. VN

Stranger: Thank you. YP

You: Anything for my little kitten. I'll be waiting. <3 VN

Stranger: [ Wanna go to paras? ]

You: [sure!]

Stranger: Even as the cab pulls up in front of Viktor's town home Yuri stays seated, breathing heavy with excitement and anxiety. He had no idea Viktor would actually return his feelings let alone be so... open to doing things so quickly. He's not yet of age so... well... But it doesn't matter at all to him. He's been using toys and dreaming of Viktor since he was 12 after all. He takes a deep calming breath, gives the cabbie a tip, then slips out of the car with his arms full of bags. Once he's inside he calls out, "VIktor? I just need to get changed really quick okay?" He calls out, ducking into the bathroom for a moment.

You: As soon as Yuri even mentioned the possibility of coming over, Viktor had quickly gotten himself dressed again if only so he could look the slightest bit presentable by the time the boy arrived. Sure, he was practically desperate by that point but it didn't mean that he had to be outright...vulgar. He had left the door unlocked like he said he would, though actually hearing the boy's voice brought a new wave of excitement to him, and he barely had time to greet Yuri before the boy was disappearing into his bathroom. "Get changed? Alright, I guess. Make yourself at home!"

Stranger: Inside the bathroom Yuri's heart rate only quickens, peeling his clothes off quickly. Once he's bare he checks over his skin, making sure he's unblemished and clean everywhere. He took a shower right after practice so he's pristine but it doesn't hurt to check. Then he dresses but--well... The fishnets go on first. Thigh highs that go all the way up and gather at his waist but there's open space around his groin for easy access. A pair of baby blue panties are pulled up next and even for him they're a little tight. He isn't particularly well endowed... he might be a little on the small side package wise but the panties make his bulge look very cute so he's pleased. He stays shirtless and exposed but pulls out a tube of lipstick from a different bag to apply the pink to his lips making them look the slightest bit more kissable (he hopes). He'd always had dreams of dressing up for Viktor like this and since he just happened to be at a store selling such cute things... He couldn't resist. The look is finished with a pair of black heels that force him to push out his ass as he walks. His hair is messy so he clips his bangs back letting the rest hang loose behind his head. Once he's satisfied he opens the door, making his way as quietly as he can into Viktor's room where he assumes he's waiting.

You: Viktor was honestly curious as to what Yuri meant by 'getting changed', though he didn't really have any time to question it. Since all he could do was wait, he simply stayed in bed, idly browsing through his pone and occasionally petting Makkachin, trying not to let his curiosity get the best of him. Huh. He saw Yuri practically every day (including that very day), and yet he never thought he'd be so excited to be in the boy's presence. That was different though. All his dirty fantasies were about to come true, and he really hoped that Yuri wasn't going to back down. After a few moments, he heard some footsteps walking into his room, and idly looked up from his phone only to practically drop it. "....Wow!!" He exclaimed, his eyes going wide and his mouth gaping. "I...can't believe this." He already thought the boy was the most beautiful, but that...dressing up like that, it only made him even more turned on than he was before, with their previous talk. "Yuri, you look amazing." He scanned the boy's body up and down, his attention particularly focused on the cute little panties. "Is that all for me? Come here..."

Stranger: When Yuri walks in to find Viktor lazily lying around flipping through his phone he's ready to roll his eyes and storm off but when Viktor looks at him it's like he's looking at him for the first time. Immediately Yuri's cheeks get hot and his brows furrow, butterflies of nerves fluttering suddenly. Is this good? Is it bad? He isn't sure if the exclamations are actually affirmatives until Viktor expresses it plainly. Not to mention he can feel the man's eyes holing into him. He does a slow turn, showing off the way the panties stretch tight over his ass before he's facing the older man again. "Y-yeah, obviously all for you.." he speaks, trying to sound tough despite the circumstance. But Viktor orders him to move closer so he does, closing the distance between him and the bed. He climbs onto it, waiting on his knees, unable to meet Viktor's eye.

You: Viktor had suspected that the boy would get nervous sooner or later, considering how bold he was making himself out to be. Though it didn't make him any less attractive. If anything, that cute blush just melted Viktor's heart that much more. Those expressions...he'd make sure that they were reserved for his eyes only. He whistles as Yuri turns around, wanting nothing more than to grab at his ass, though he can't reach it just yet. As the boy moves closer, Viktor makes sure that Makkachin is out of the way, sitting up and wasting no time in reaching over for Yuri; one finger trailing over a pair of pretty lips (was that lipstick?!), down to his chest, circling a nipple and continuing down to his stomach until it reached his crotch. "So precious...My precious little kitten." The man grinned, in an almost predatory way as he rubbed the palm of his hand over Yuri's crotch, feeling the material of the panties. "Is this going to be your first time? Should I be careful with you?"

Stranger: Viktor's finger starts at his lips and trails slowly down his chest (where he gasps shallowly the second his nipple is touched) all the way to his crotch and as seconds pass Yuri feels himself getting more and more wound up with desire. "Vitya..." he practically coos when the older man grinds his palm gently against Yuri's growing erection. "It--it is my first time Viktor but--" he lets out another soft mewling noise, rotating his hips forward as if to ask for more friction. "But I don't want you to be careful. I want you to be rough with me. You promised." His arms go to circle around Viktor's neck as he leans in, peppering his jaw with kisses, nosing at his ear needily, "Please, please use me."

You: Vitya. That name definitely sounded a lot better out loud. Not like he wasn't used to Yuri calling him that, but when used with that tone of voice and in that specific context, it just made him feel a lot hotter. "I'm pretty big, as you could see from the picture I sent." His tone was smug. Obviously he was proud of himself for that, just as with everything else. "It might hurt you a little bit at first. But you can take it, right? I'm sure you've had falls that hurt more than that." His hand continued to rub at the same pace, though he did increase the pressure as Yuri's body asked for more. The kisses pressed to Viktor's skin are welcome with pleased sighs, and he's growing steadily impatient with each passing second. His hand stills, and then he pulls away from the hold and gets off the bed, leaving Yuri there alone. "Get on your hands and knees for me."

Stranger: Yuri nods his head, fully aware of Viktor's size. Honestly... that picture hadn't been the first time seeing him. He'd spied on him while changing more times than Yuri could count but he wasn't about to admit how much of a perv he's been. But yes he is quite aware of the size and he's more than eager to try to fit it all inside. "Right, I'm tough. I can handle it Viktor, I can take it," he sounds almost like he's trying to convince himself but Viktor's hand increases it's pressure and Yuri can't help but moan against his neck pathetically. The head of his cock is already starting to leak, even this much stimulation is getting him close to cumming. Hell he's nearly at the edge when Viktor pulls away and orders him onto his hands and knees. It's lewd, that's for certain, but not as lewd as the wet spot in his panties or the way he can feel himself throb in appreciation. So he drops forward, onto his forearms rather than his arms so he can really show his ass off. It's practically on display now but he spreads his legs slightly, letting his swollen cock breathe.

You: He's quick to rummage through his drawers for the lube, actually finding more than one bottle along the way (what can he do? he's well-prepared) and as he picks the fullest one and returns to Yuri, he can't help but take a moment to really appreciate the view. The boy's ass is...really something else. He already went crazy over it just from seeing Yuri in his tight-fitting skating costumes, but having such a good view from up close was on an entirely different level. He couldn't stop himself, giving the pale flesh a nice, loud smack before groping him quite shamelessly. "Fuck..." He hissed, deciding to stop wasting time. Soon enough Yuri's panties were being carefully pulled down; Viktor biting his lip as he saw the wet spot in them. He opened the small bottle of lube, promptly covering his fingers in it. "It's a good thing you're so young. You can at least go again even if you cum from my fingers alone." And with that, he carefully started to press two fingers into the boy, knowing he could take it.

Stranger: "Ah!" He cries out more in surprise at the smack against his ass, finding himself enjoying it, wanting more of that same friction. Being spanked was never something he'd thought he'd enjoy but after experiencing it he definitely sees it's appeal. He pushes his ass out further, when Viktor hisses, "Yes, please," he replies gently. The panties are pulled down and Yuri sways his hips, trying to show off, making himself look as appealing as possible to his coach when he hears Viktor speak again and feels two fingers start to spread him open. He's obscenely tight, mostly from nerves since he'd just shoved two fingers in himself not a half hour ago, so the push hurts. But it's worth it. He's already panting slightly, "Y-yes... I'm... already close Viktor. Your fingers feel..." he whines then, pushing back, forcing them deeper. "So big inside of me."

You: He knew he should probably have been a lot more careful, a lot more patient, taking it slow with all the love and affection in the world or whatever. But damn it, he's been waiting for what, three years now? Now that he finally got his opportunity, he wanted to make use of it as soon as possible, especially when Yuri was being so eager and needy, just the way Viktor wanted him. He might end up regretting it if he made the boy too sore, but Viktor wasn't the best person when it came to making rational decisions. His fingers soon enough were all the way in, and he could feel just from that how tight the boy really was. "You're going to feel amazing. Dirty kitten. You like to be filled up, don't you?" He stretched the boy out as quickly and efficiently as he could, soon enough starting to outright fuck him with his fingers, curling them up to try to brush against his prostate. He assumed that if he could make Yuri come once, that might make things easier. Plus he just really wanted to see it.

Stranger: The two fingers begin to work him open considerably faster than he ever opens himself up. It's painful of course, body not used to stretching like this so fast and so rough but that also makes it perfect. He wants to feel it in the morning, body aching with the memory of Viktor inside of him, fucking him, making him his. "Yes, yes, Viktor I'm your dirty kitten. I need your cock, your cum.." The fingers curl and Yuri shouts suddenly, eyes wide, fingers digging into the blankets as he cums for the first time under Viktor's touch. It was a surprise to him truly and he slumps onto the bed as soon as his cock stops spurting, arms jelly beneath him but ass still up in the air, ready for Viktor even as his muscles contract around his still buried fingers. "N-need you still.. P-please fill me," he looks behind him then, eyes dark and filled with need, "No condoms okay Viktor?"

You: The sight is even better than he initially imagined. Between that and the dirty words spilling from Yuri's mouth, his own cock is already throbbing, practically begging to be given attention. Once he makes sure the boy is done, he slowly pulls his fingers out, watching as they glisten thanks to the lube. "Lay on your back now, I want to see you when I take you." He practically demands, pulling his own pants down while he waits for the boy to position himself. "Don't worry, kitten, I won't wear any if you don't want me to. Gonna make you feel all of me." More lube was poured over his hand, as he rubbed it over his cock instead, covering the entire length of it; and even the slightest touch of his own hand was already making him hiss in pleasure. "Are you ready?"

Stranger: Once the fingers are removed Keith hisses at the sudden emptiness, his hole throbbing, contracting around nothing. It's obvious just how much he's ready for it but when he rolls onto his back Viktor can really see how dazed he looks. He's still got his heels on, fishnets still perfectly in place, but the panties are now loose around his knees keeping his legs partially closed. His now deflated cock rests at his hip but it will take no time at all for him to get hard once again. There's a red flush that starts at his cheeks and spreads down his chest but his eyes are blown wide with desire, with hope. "Please Vitya~ Please put it inside," he lifts his legs easily, one of his arms going around them to hold them practically against his chest to the side. His other hand goes down to his ass where he grips his cheek and pulls himself open, showing Viktor right where he needs it,.

Stranger: [ Whoa sorry clearly I meant to write Yuri. Ahaha. That's what I get for multiple RPs ]

You: [LMAO i was wondering]

Stranger: [ Sorry!! Pffft. ]

You: Once Yuri was repositioned, Viktor moved to actually remove the panties, so the boy could have more room to spread his legs. And damn if seeing Yuri spreading himself open like that didn't make Viktor nearly drool. He was sure that he'd be practically coming on the spot if he was a few years younger. One handed moved to guide his cock, pressing it against the tight little hole, the other hand holding onto one of Yuri's legs as he started to finally push in. The tightness was overwhelming to say the least, even with the (admittedly half-assed) preparation he had done, and he groaned right away, closing his eyes as he allowed himself to sink into that heat, inch by inch. "Yura, sh-shit. S-So much better than I ever imagined. Y-You're so tight." His voice faltered as he tried to force his eyes open to look at the boy.

Stranger: It's huge. So much bigger inside than it looked like it would be. Fuck. It's too much, it's way too much. He was wrong to think he could take it after so little prep and-- His eyes are tightly squeezed shut, tears that had sprung free now trail down his face but they open when Viktor speaks to him. Viktor. Viktor. "M-more... please Viktor fuck me!" Those pretty blue eyes focused on him remind him of exactly why he's here and why it's worth any amount of pain he goes through. He pushes up, attempting to get him in deeper still.

Stranger: [ I gotta go, just got called into work. My email is volatilevisionary@aol.com if you'd like to continue! ]

You: [alright, i'll message you!]

You: [ anna_.davis@hotmail.com is mine]

Stranger has disconnected.