Family Tradition

Fandom: BNHA

Pairings: Enji/Fuyumi/Natsuo/Shouto/Izuku

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Dubcon, fivesome, size difference, anal sex, blowjobs, vaginal sex, creampies

Summary: There's a tradition in the Todoroki household: all new interns are fucked senseless

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A powerful hand clapped down onto his shoulder, making him jump. Standing ramrod straight, his mouth frozen in an uneasy smile, Izuku jerkily turned his head up and around to gawk stupidly up at Endeavor. The question of ‘WHAT THE HELL KIND OF TRAINING WAS THIS?!’ was already on the tip of his tongue but it remained lodged there, caught in a stranglehold of shock. Brilliant turquoise eyes, gleaming with a hint of amusement that would’ve made Izuku think that this was some kind of strange prank that only made sense to the Todoroki family...if it weren’t for the fact that Endeavor was boasting a MASSIVE FUCKING BONER and was making no attempt to hide it.

Behind them, Todoroki-kin was idly texting away on his phone, not seeming at all alarmed by the fact that his older sister and brother were lounging on the couch, completely naked and visibly aroused, and his Father was two seconds away to tearing open the front of his pants with the monster that was hiding inside his underwear. There wasn’t even so much as a hint of blushing or disbelief. He knew that Shouto was a stoic guy but come on-! This situation was beyond bizarre!

“Don’t look so worried, Izuku-kun!” Fuyumi laughed, getting to her feet.

Her full, plump breasts bounced, unconsciously drawing Izuku’s eyes down to her plentiful chest. Giggling, obviously noticing him staring, she playfully squeezed her boobs with her arms, accentuating them even further. Choking out a strangled squeak, Izuku stumbled backwards, quickly whipping his head to stare in the other direction. He covered his burning hot face with his arms, incoherently sputtering a plethora of syllables that were meant to be apologizes but just couldn’t quite get there. Fuyumi laughed again, a beautiful sound that reminded him of bells twinkling. Staring hard at the floor, the tips of his ears nearly burning the nearby tendrils of hair, Izuku struggled to not fly into a fit of hyperventilating hysteria. Wha...what...WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING?! Why was Fuyumi-san naked?! Why was Endeavor hard?! And Touya-san...Izuku carefully glanced at him, only to look away just as quickly, his heart leaping up into his throat. Touya-san wasn’t just watching him! He...he...he was j-j-j-jerking off while looking directly at him!!

Just what kind of prank was this?! What had Endeavor  invited him here for?!

“How come you always turn into such a tease when we get a fresh face?” Touya panted, his rough voice dripping with lust, “Give the kid a break, Fuyumi. He might pass out otherwise.”

“Is he a virgin, Dad?” Fuyumi-san asked bluntly, blatantly ignoring her brother.

She danced even closer to Izuku, bending over to try to get into his frame of vision. Shrinking back even further, Izuku quickly hid even deeper in his arms, afraid of what might happen to him if he were to keep looking at her boobs. There...there was already a worrying amount of mortifying heat sparking in the base of his belly. I-I-If he didn’t get out of here soon, he might get hard-! A sharp gasp ripped itself out of his throat when one of Fuyumi’s breasts brushed against his arm. S-Soft! Soft-! Her...Fuyumi-san’s skin was so soft! She...she was so close that he could smell her shampoo! Strawberries and cream...so downright feminine and pretty that he-! He couldn’t stop himself from sucking in a deep breath to fill his lungs with that incredible scent.

“Most likely.” Endeavor replied fondly.

He released Izuku’s shoulder, walking further into the room. Smirking, his handsome face a subtle hue of crimson, contrasting beautifully with his stark white hair, Touya got to his feet, stretched and strode over to join Fuyumi. Another scent - this one much bolder, sharper and equally as addictive - intermingled with Fuyumi’s, creating a concoction that made Izuku’s head spin. Struggling against the wild urge to pull in another deep breath, Izuku carefully took a step back. Now that Endeavor was no longer holding him hostage, it was time for him to quickly make his departure. He had no idea what was happening here and, frankly, had no desire to find out. Instead, he was determined to rush home, take a cold shower and forget any of this had ever happened.

But before he could take another step, warmth pressed to his back. Muscular arms snaked around his waist, squeezing him tightly to a firm chest. Hot breath rolled across his neck, ruffling the fine hairs at the base of his neck. Something hard pressed snugly to his backside, lightly grinding against him. Izuku froze, his eyes widening even further. There had only been one person standing behind him so that must mean that….To-Todoroki-kun was-?! Smooth lips pressed to the slope of Izuku’s throat. Large hands, one almost uncomfortably cold; the other blisteringly hot smoothed across his belly, inching up towards his chest.

“T-Todoroki-ku-!” Izuku started to squeak out in alarm.

He tried to grab at Todoroki-kun’s wrists to stop him. S-Seriously-! What the hell was going on here?! This was going a bit too far to be a joke! Giggling sweetly, Fuyumi quickly took advantage of him dropping his arms to jump forward and smoosh her breasts to his face. A harsh jolt shook his entire body. All the strength vanished from his legs, leaving him swaying like a newborn calf. He would’ve tumbled to the floor if Fuyumi hadn’t wrapped his arms around his waist, keeping him upright with a surprising strength. She laughed again, rubbing her cheek against the top of Izuku’s head. Eyes bulging, distantly aware of the fact that he had stopped breathing at some point and couldn’t seem to remember how to get air into his lungs, Izuku threw his arms out in a blind panic. B-B-BOOBS! HE...HE WAS TOUCHING FUYUMI-SAN’S BOOBS! WHA-WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING?! WHY WAS FUYUMI-SAN-?!

A hand that was much larger than Todoroki-kun’s curled around one of his wrists. Another violent jolt shook his body as his palm was pressed firmly to a massive, blisteringly hot clothed bulge. The realization of what he was touching slammed into him the moment after another strong hand clamped around his jaw, yanking his head to the side. Dark grey eyes, gleaming with an unrestrained lust, pierced into him. The corners of Natsuo’s lips curled up into a slight smirk as he swooped down, capturing Izuku’s mouth in a rough, hungry kiss. Squealing loudly, his eyes (somehow) managing to stretch open even wider, Izuku tried to jerk away but there was nowhere for him to go. He...he was stuck-! A-And-! Natsuo-! His tongue-! It...it was inside his mouth-!

Chuckling low in his throat, Natsuo swiped his tongue across the roof of his mouth and the interior of his cheeks, spreading a distinct, pleasant flavor of bitter tea. The smooth pads of his thumbs swiped across Izuku’s blisteringly hot cheeks. Firm lips pressed to the side of his head, trailing down towards his shoulder. Sticking out her bottom lip in a playful pout, Fuyumi stepped back, placing her hands on her hips.

“You guys planning on hogging him for much longer?”

“Sorry, sis. Got carried away there.” Natsuo panted. He nipped at Izuku’s lower lip, grinning lazily, “Damn, this one is so sweet. Adorable, too. How’d you manage to get someone this cute, old man?”

“Thank your brother for that.” Endeavor murmured, bending down to bury his face into Izuku’s hair. He sighed contentedly, rolling his hips slightly to grind his monstrously big length against Izuku’s palm. A bolt of electricity raced up his arm, ending up in his chest as a blast of tingles. His heart leaped, slamming against the interior of his ribs. His cock twitched inside his now soaked underwear, rubbing against the soggy fabric. The sensation sent a jolt of inexplicable pleasure rolling through him.

“Wha...what...is…?” Izuku gasped dizzily. His lips were tingling. The taste of Natsuo’s mouth lingered on his tongue. A dense, feverish heat soaked his trembling body. His head was spinning out of control. Blood roared loudly in his ears. Izuku swallowed hard, buzzing with an embarrassment that was quickly taking a backseat to a heat that churned and whirled in his belly. This...this was bad - really, really bad-! He was getting swept up in all the excitement and he still had no idea what was even happening! If he didn’t get out of here soon, then he might just-!

“It’s alright, Izuku.” Fuyumi said sweetly, tugging him out of Todoroki-kun’s embrace to pull her into his arms. She began to walk backwards, pulling him further into the room. His trembling legs moved with a mind of their own, blindly allowing him to be pulled along. With the grace of a ballerina waltzing across the stage, she spun him around and pushed him down onto the couch. She effortlessly jumped up on top of him. Just as he was opening his mouth to weakly protest, Fuyumi-san leaned down, slipping her slender fingers through his sweaty hair. Sweet, blissfully soft lips pressed to his own in a gentle kiss. Izuku gasped, a fresh sizzle of heat sparking in his crotch. This...this was different from Natsuo but both...both feel equally good...

“We’ll make you feel really good, so relax, okay?” Fuyumi-san whispered against his lips, rolling her hips to grind her dripping wet pussy against his stomach. Izuku internally screeched at the sensation of her alluring heat soaked through his clothing. He pushed his hands out to try to (gently) heave her backwards but all he succeeded in doing was getting two big handfuls of her marvelous boobs. His fingers sunk into the warm, marshmallowly globes. The palms of his hands rubbed against her pert, pink nipples. Gasping wetly, her mouth falling open, Fuyumi-san pushed her chest forward.

“S-Sorry-!” Izuku yelped in alarm, jerking his hands away. H-H-H-HER BOOBS-! HE...HE TOUCHED HER-!

A strong pair of hands grabbed the hem of his pants, smoothly yanking them down and off. His aching, rock hard cock bounced free, standing straight up from a sweaty mass of dark pubic hair. Izuku would’ve squealed but Fuyumi took the opportunity to crawl further forward. She straddled the sides of his head. Mouth hanging open, Izuku stared stupidly at the deliciously juicy, beautifully pink pussy hovering right above his face. Fuyumi-san smiled down at him, wiggling her hips enticingly. Her breasts bounced as she moved. His gaze rapidly flickeded between her face, her chest and her crotch. His cock throbbed with a desperate need, aching to be touched. She...she smelled so...good…! Izuku gulped down a mouthful of drool. His tongue moved unconsciously, stroking across the top of his mouth. Pretty...she was so damn pretty...what...what did she taste like?

“I like the way you’re looking at me right now, Izuku.” Fuyumi-san breathed. She trailed the tips of her fingers from the top of her perfectly manicured pubic hair along the gentle slope of her belly up between her breasts, “You can touch. It’s alright. Come here…”

Just as Fuyumi-san was reaching out to grab one of his hands, someone grabbed hold of his knees, tugging his legs up and open to allow a body that could only belong to Endeavor slip between them. Something powerfully big, blisteringly hot and dripping wet slipped between the plush globes of his ass, rubbing teasingly against his hole. An electric sizzle raced up his spine. Izuku jolted violently underneath Fuyumi’s weight.

“Wa-! Wait-! Wai-!” Izuku cried out, trying his best to wiggle free. That-! That was Endeavor’s c-c-COCK-! That was his penis-! He...he wasn’t really intending to put that huge thing inside him! There was no way it’d fit! He...he’d break him!

“Dad gets to go first, as usual.” Natsuo said sullenly, dropping down into a nearby chair.

“Of course.” Endeavor replied gruffly, “He is my intern.”

“Could let someone else go first for a change.” Natsuo muttered.

“Be grateful that-“ Endeavor started to retort.

“Now, now.” Fuyumi-san said placatingly. Smiling warmly at Natsuo, Fuyumi-san slipped back down. She kept going until her plump backside pressed to Izuku’s cock, wrenching a strangled gasp out of him. He unconsciously bucked his hips, thrusting his cock between the plush cheeks. She giggled excitably, her breath catching. Biting her lower lip, she teasingly grinded back against him. “I was going to give him his first lesson in eating pussy,” she flashed another smile at Natsuo, “you want to give him his first lesson in sucking cock?”

“Do you even need to ask?” Natsuo grinned widely, jumping to his feet. He quickly strode over, his hungry gaze bearing down on Izuku. Blinking rapidly, Izuku could only watch in mute disbelief as he jumped up onto the couch behind him. Curling a large hand underneath Izuku’s jaw, Natsuo just grinned wider when he tried, once again, to protest and roughly kissed him.

“Do you need me to get you a condom, Nee-san?” Todoroki-kun’s voice, calm but still dripping with heat, floated in from somewhere above him.

“Nope, I remembered this time.” Fuyumi-san laughed, sliding down a little further. “What are you doing standing there? Come here!”

“Yeah.” Todoroki-kun replied softly.

“Fuck.” Natsuo-kun gasped, pulling away from the kiss. He licked his bottom lip, moaning low in his throat, “You’re so goddamn sweet. I could get addicted to this. Here, I’ll give you something that tastes just as good as you do. Do me a favor and...get addicted to me too...okay?”

He straightened up, shuffling forward slightly. Izuku gasped, his eyes widening, as Natsuo’s large cock bobbed in front of his face. A strum of wild heat reverberated inside the depths of his belly, billowing out as a mighty blast of excitement that sent his heart richocting against his ribs. Natsuo’s cock was just as gorgeous as Fuyumi-san’s pussy, though in a different kind of way. The length was thick, veiny and a beautiful shade of red. He...he knew he shouldn’t be excited by this sort of thing...just like how looking at Fuyumi-san’s pussy shouldn’t have gotten him so aroused but-! But-! Burning hot hands clamped down on his hips. His legs rested against a powerful, beefy chest, blazing with a heat that seemed to sink through his muscles into his bones.

“Been a while since I’ve been this excited.” Endeavor remarked coyly, pressing the tip of his dick insistently to Izuku’s entrance. “Together, Fuyumi? Natsuo?”

“Yes!” Fuyumi-san giggled, lifting her hips up so that her wet pussy was hovering directly over Izuku’s painfully hard cock.

“Why did you have to say it like that, old man?” Natsuo-kun groaned, “Still, I’m at the end of my rope here.” He glanced up at Todoroki-kun, who was hovering by the side of the couch, staring down at Izuku with a blank expression that was in stark contrast to the fire burning in his two-toned eyes, “You just gonna stand there, Shouto or?”

“I...I just wanna watch…” Todoroki-kun replied slowly, his hands hanging limply by his side.

“Do you want to watch,” Fuyumi-san asked sweetly, “or do you want to wait so that you can release inside him?”

Todoroki-kun said nothing but the way his cheeks flushed even redder was enough indication that Fuyumi-san had hit the nail right on the head. His heated gaze flickered down to Izuku. A brilliant flash of heat scorched its way through him when their eyes met. Todoroki-kun sucked in a sharp breath then audibly swallowed, his cock visibly twitching. Both his brother and sister chuckled knowingly. Momentarily forgetting the bizarre situation he had found himself caught in, Izuku stared up at Todoroki-kun, his foggy mind struggling to comprehend everything. Todoroki-kun wanted to...what…? Release...inside him?! What...what was that...and why...why did thinking about Todoroki-kun make him so excited?! What...what was happening to him? Why wasn’t he resisting more?! He knew he should be but he couldn’t make his body move!

“Well, with that settled.” Endeavor spoke up gruffly, “Time to devour our young Izuku.”

“Don’t hurt him, old man.” Natsuo mumbled, leading the head of his cock to Izuku’s mouth.

“It’s okay to cum right away, Izuku.” Fuyumi-san cooed, lowering her hips down so that the tip of his length was pressed to her sopping wet pussy, “Let it all out.”

“Wai-MMMNGGHHH!!!!” Izuku’s weak protest was lost to a muffled howl as Natsuo-kun shoved his cock into his mouth. At the same time, Fuyumi-san dropped her hips, taking him in to the hilt and Endeavor rammed his hips forward, driving his massive, monstrous length into his ass. Brilliant white flashed across his vision as the intense sensations of Fuyumi-san’s hot, wet pussy snugly squeezing his cock; Endeavor’s brutal heat speared deep into his belly, and Natsuo-kun’s dense length slipped down into his throat. Izuku’s hips bucked jerkily, driving his dick even deeper into Fuyumi-san, who cried out breathily. Her insides spasmed around him, creating a pressure that was almost painful. The motion caused Endeavor’s cock to shift around inside him. Thick veins grinded hard against the interior of his ass, creating shockwaves of friction that made his brain feel like it was melting. Somehow, he managed not to cum - probably because his body was so overloaded, it couldn’t figure out what the appropriate response to have was...other than just feeling terrifyingly good.

“Mmmhhh...feels so good…” Fuyumi-san panted, “He’s so hot…can you move for me, Izuku?”

“Don’t think that’s happening, sis.” Natsuo-kun gasped. “Don’t think this kid could answer what 2+2 is right now.”

“That’s fine.” Fuyumi-san sighed dreamily, “It can always wait for another time. For now, I’m,” she rolled her hips, wrenching around strangled wail out of Izuku as a fresh burst of pleasure slammed into him, “gonna take every drop he has saved up.”

“Swallow up every drop for him, okay, Izuku?” Natsuo-kun asked roughly, tracing the tips of his fingers along his bulging throat, “I’ll make you feel really good after this old fuck is done.”

“Hah.” Endeavor snorted, “By the time I’m done with him, he won’t be satisfied with any cock other than mine.”

“Big words. Can you follow through, old man? You’re not getting any younger, after all.” Natsuo growled irritably. He began to roughly pump his hips, thrusting his thick length in and out of Izuku’s mouth. Smooth, salty skin rubbed across his tongue, spreading a strangely pleasant musky flavor. Izuku struggled to breathe around the fat mass but this…he…he had one of his best friend’s brother’s penis in his mouth. He had never done anything like this before but still…there was no discomfort or pain. Why…why did it feel so good? He…he couldn’t think…it was too much; everything was too much! Large hands landed on Izuku’s chest, firmly squeezing his pecs. Rough palms brushed across his nipples. Izuku whimpered, weakly grabbing at Natsuo’s hands to try to stop him. Being stimulated from all ends was too much already! If he kept messing with his nipples like that, he would-!

Instead of responding, Endeavor tightened his hold on Izuku’s trembling hips, digging his blunt nails into his flushed, sweaty skin. A ripple of tension washed across Izuku’s body as Endeavor slid back then rammed back in with enough strength to send him bouncing forward, pushing Natsuo’s cock deeper down his throat. Izuku howled shrilly, a burst of radiant pleasure scorching its way through his nerves. Laughing low in his throat, obviously pleased with Izuku’s reaction, Endeavor began brutally thrusting into him, matching Natsuo’s pace for a few hard bucks then ramping it up further, fucking him with a ferocity that threatened to quickly unravel him. Gasping raggedly, Fuyumi-san started moving as well, bracing her slender hands on Izuku’s belly. She bounced on top of him, panting and moaning shamelessly. A deep, gnawing desire to see her face right now…no, not just hers…all of theirs. He…he wanted to see what kind of expression that Endeavor, Natsuo…Fuyumi and Todoroki-kun were making as they fucked him. It…it felt so wrong to want that but he…he couldn’t figure anything out anymore. Good-! Good-! It…it felt so fucking good-! Endeavor’s cock was so big-! Being stuffed this full – the pressure, the friction, the heat piercing deep into his belly…it was unlike anything he’d experienced before and Fuyumi-san…she was so hot! So wet! Her pussy squeezed his cock as though she was desperate for his cum. Every sweet moan, whimper and gasp that flowed out of her beautiful mouth, intermixed with Endeavor’s rough groans and Natsuo’s breathier pants…everything combined together, creating an ecstasy that was near terrifying in its intensity.

“He’s-!” Natsuo-kun gasped, “Hanging on for…longer than I thought he would-!”

“Mmngh,” Fuyumi-san whimpered, “it’s okay, Izuku. It’s okay! I…I want it inside! I know it feels good! You…AAH! Right there, right there, Izuku! Izuku! I know it-! It feels good-! You got so much bigger-! Hotter-! When Dad started fucking you so-! Just let go-! Cum, okay-! Cum inside me-!”

“He tightened up when you played with his nipples, Natsuo.” Endeavor grunted, “Maybe that’s the key to pushing him over the edge.”

“I’ll-! I’ll do it…” Todoroki-kun spoke up hurriedly. Warmth brush against Izuku’s arm. His muddled brain only had a split second to prepare him for what was incoming before a hot, wet mouth latched onto one of his nipples. Rough, calloused fingers roughly squeezed, pinched and rolled the other. Todoroki-kun’s tongue firmly flicked the hardened nub. Crying out around Natsuo-kun’s cock, Izuku weakly grabbed at Todoroki-kun’s head but he couldn’t get a grip. T-Too much-! Too much-! Todoroki-kun playing with his nipples like that felt-! It felt so good-! His nipples felt so good-! Exhaling sharply, Todoroki-kun pulled back for just a moment then, with a harsh gasp, bit down hard on his nipple. Vibrant sparks exploded across his vision. His legs spasmed against Endeavor’s chest. Izuku’s hips strained up off the couch, jerkily bucking and rolling. He came with a high pitched scream, emptying out his aching balls in Fuyumi-san’s pussy.

“S-So hot-! Feels so good-! Can’t-! Cum-! Cumming-! Cumming-!” Fuyumi-san wailed. She went still, shuddering and shaking on top of him. The muscles of her pussy spasmed around him, tightening to a point that it was almost painful. The distant realization that she…she had just cum from his cock. He…he had made Fuyumi-san cum…

“Me too-! Izuku! Izuku! Izuku!” Natsuo-kun moaned huskily. The pace of his thrusts momentarily ramped up then he smashed his hips forward, completely sheathing his dick inside his mouth. Gasping sharply, a powerful shudder shaking his body, he came, pumping a thick load of jizz down his throat.

“Weak,” Endeavor laughed breathlessly, “but…fuck, fuck! Feels too good…Here, take everything! Take all of it, Izuku!”

Lurching forward slightly, incidentally pushing Fuyumi down on top of him, Endeavor snarled out something that sound vaguely like his name. He dragged Izuku closer towards him, smooshing the plump curves of his ass to his pubic bone. His already massive penis swelled up bigger and bigger inside him, stretching his hole to nearly its limit. A tremendous burst of scalding hot fluid flooded into him, gushing deep into his belly. Izuku gurgled out a crazed howl. Inside-! Inside-! Endeavor’s cum-! It was inside him-! Good! Good! Good-! It felt so fucking good-! C-Cumming-! Cumming-! He…he had just cum but he-! He was gonna-! His hips bucked and swayed, grinding, rubbing Endeavor’s throbbing cock against his insides. Eyes rolling back in his head, unconsciously rubbing his tongue against Natsuo’s dick, Izuku came a second time. Blistering, deafening pleasure burst out from his crotch, bombarding his body with what seemed to be endless shockwaves of ecstasy.

“Fuck…that felt so good…” Natsuo-kun panted, pulling his still rigid, saliva soaked cock out of Izuku’s mouth. Grinning broadly, he leaned down to press a soft kiss to the corner of his sloppy lips, “I’m gonna take your ass now. I’ll show you that I’ve got the superior skills.”

“Nii-chan.” Todoroki-kun said quietly, “Can I-“

“Ah, right.” Natsuo-kun laughed, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, “Sure, you have been waiting patiently.”

“He made such a mess inside me.” Fuyumi-san playfully pouted. She nuzzled against Izuku’s jaw, “You’ll get me all cleaned up, won’t you?”

“Shouto, come here. We’ll do it together.” Endeavor exclaimed, wearing a big smile.

“Hell no.” Todoroki-kun retorted.

“Let him have his turn, old man.”

“Come, come now. Don’t fight!” Fuyumi-san spoke up soothingly.

Izuku sluggishly glanced between them. What…what was even going on? It felt too late to be asking that again but he…he still couldn’t make any sense of this. He got the feeling that…he might never. That realization didn’t bother him as much as it probably should but…Izuku dizzily licked his lips, shivering at the lingering taste of Natsuo’s cock. Endeavor’s heat was sunk deep into his belly, warming him up from the inside out. His length was still securely buried in Fuyumi-san’s pussy, softly squeezing his rock hard cock. From deep inside his head came a throb, a pulse of a growing need for…for more…He pulled in a slow breath. This…he didn’t get it. He didn’t get any of it but…that didn’t bother him so much anymore.