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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Iida_Tenya/Midoriya_Izuku, Bakugou_Katsuki/Iida_Tenya, Iida_Tenya/
      Todoroki_Shouto
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, OT4, welcome_to_the_HeroAca_Main_Boys_OT4, Blow_Jobs, iida_is_the
      center_of_attention_bc_he's_the_birthday_boy, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without
      Plot, Canon_Compliant
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-25 Chapters: 1/3 Words: 1765
****** Iida Tenya's Birthday Bonanza ******
by ecdysisteru
Summary
     It's Iida-kun's birthday. Over the course of the day, he receives the
     same gift* three times, once from each of his three significant
     others, who didn't plan or coordinate this at all.
     *euphemism
     (OT4, but no foursome action this time. PWP unless "it's his
     birthday" counts as plot.)
Notes
     written on the principle of "be the smut you want to see in the
     world." where's all the smutty tenya fics?? please bring it on. i aim
     not to fill the void of smutty tenya fic, but to bring awareness to
     its existence.
     (also, this is my first fic... ever? nice to meet you all. i think
     we're off to a great start)
     anyway this is all dick all the time, more or less. first chapter is
     midoriya, second chapter will be todoroki, third chapter will be
     bakugou. all four of them are dating, so there's no jealousy or
     conflict involved.
See the end of the work for more notes
It was the 22nd of August, Iida Tenya's 16th birthday. He didn't have any plans
in particular.
 
Midoriya pulled him aside twenty minutes before the first bell (strive to be
ten minutes early to ten minutes early) and led him out of the still-empty
classroom, through a maze of hallways, and up to an unfamiliar door. After
peeking both ways and throwing a slightly nervous grin up toward Iida's puzzled
face, Midoriya opened the door and pulled him in. It was a storage closet, full
of cleaning supplies and various larger equipment stacked in boxes but still
roomy as far as closets go. In one coordinated motion, Midoriya flipped a light
switch and closed the door behind them, leaving the room somehow more poorly
lit than it had been with only light from the hallway.
"Midoriya-kun, why are we in a place like this?" Iida finally felt he had a
chance to ask after having had his queries cut off with a finger to the lips on
the way here.
"Iida-kun..." Midoriya looked up at him with a sweet smile, too dazzling for
the dim room, and placed a hand softly on his cheek. "Happy birthday!"
Before Iida could compose a response, he felt Midoriya's other hand on his
shoulder, then a warm mouth against his, then the warmth of blood rushing into
his face. So that's what this is about...! Had he really been so naive as to
not realize the significance of sneaking off somewhere secluded and connect it
to the concept of a... (gulp) makeout session? Or is “naive” even the right
word, couldn't it be something more along the lines of "prude" or "sheltered?"
Although "prude" could probably no longer describe the two of them... But he
found it difficult to follow these self-critical trains of thought, as he was
presently distracted by a tongue gently entering his mouth.
As Iida finally started to return the kiss, tilting his face slightly, taking
in the taste of Midoriya's lips and the warmth of Midoriya's breath and the
pleasantly dandelion-like smell drifting from Midoriya's hair, he felt a hand
slide from his shoulder down to his chest, the other beginning to snake its way
up the back of his shirt. He found his own hands placing themselves on
Midoriya's waist, and he pulled the other boy a bit closer, opened his mouth a
bit wider.
Suddenly he felt a light pressure on his chest, and they parted from the long
kiss, both breathing hard. Midoriya grinned sheepishly, petting Tenya's chest
in a gesture of apology for pushing him back (and also maybe to continue
copping a feel).
"Sorry, I meant to ask beforehand; is this okay with you? Um, since this place
is technically part of 'the highest academia' and all, heheh." Iida was about
to voice his confusion when realization flashed across Midoriya's face and he
abruptly continued. "Not that I think there's anything really disrespectful
about doing this, this kind of thing, in this kind of place! I mean, it's not
like we're making a mess or vandalizing or..." He trailed off, his words
dissolving into a cloud of mumblings.
"Hm, it doesn't really bother me," Iida mused, bringing a hand to his chin in
thought. "But more than that..." He paused, face heating up again, and averted
his eyes. "...what do you mean 'this kind of thing'...?"
"Ah, that is..." Midoriya stood up on tiptoe and kissed Iida again, briefly
this time. "I have a real birthday present for you later, but I figured, since
we have some time, you might enjoy..."
Midoriya's answer tapered off, but his meaning was clear, since while he was
talking he had lowered himself to his knees and was currently undoing Iida's
belt buckle. Hearing neither confirmation nor refusal, he glanced up to Iida's
face, worried that he might be uncomfortable after all.  When their gazes met,
Iida's eyes reflected only the excited urgency that Midoriya could feel in the
tightening pants whose fly he was about to unzip. Good, that counts as an
affirmative, Midoriya thought, and he continued.
Opening the front of Iida's pants, he beheld what he considered one of Iida-
kun's best features, already hard and straining against the elastic navy blue
fabric of his underwear. He admired the sight for a moment, enjoying the
anticipation. Without thinking, he leaned in and kissed the outline, then
mouthed it lightly through the cloth, dampening it with his hot breath. Iida
let out a small noise but instantly clamped a hand to his mouth, his own breath
audible as he exhaled heavily through his nose.
Midoriya smiled up at him as he used his hand to continue his mouth's work,
groping and rubbing along the edges of Iida's still-clothed cock. He tilted his
head sideways and started gently mouthing Iida's balls, earning him a muffled
"Ahh-."
"Mi-Midoriya-kun," Iida choked out from behind his own hand. "Class starts
in... in nine minutes..."
Midoriya let out a little gasp and pulled away. This is no time for teasing! Or
at least not for teasing in excess! He yanked down the dampened front of Iida's
underwear, exposing the most tempting and overall aesthetically pleasing penis
he had ever had the good fortune to encounter— though this was far from their
first meeting. It was much thicker and slightly longer than his own, the skin
pliant and even in color. He took it in his hand and kissed the tip, sending
shudders traveling up Iida's spine and spreading all the way to his hand
resting on the back of Midoriya's head. Then Midoriya got to work, licking up
the underside, wrapping his lips and tongue around the head, and sliding it
into his mouth until he felt wisps of hair against his nose and the urge to gag
rising in his throat. He dispelled the reflex with a practiced swallow and
continued to dip his head forth and back, making a small cacophony of wet
sounds that echoed in his ears. Accelerating to a comfortable pace, his mind
began to wander. Smells kinda good, he thought as he breathed in the air around
Iida's crotch. I bet Iida-kun already went running this morning.
Iida was biting back moans, overwhelmed not only by the slick heat and friction
around his penis but also by the affectionately lewd face Midoriya made when he
periodically looked up at him, sliding his tongue thickly below the head of his
penis and flourishing into a sloppy kiss on the tip. That vision would keep him
up at night, no doubt about it. Iida felt a tingling pressure rising in his
gut, and his balls started to tighten.
"Midoriya... -kun, I'm—" Iida's hand rolled into a fist, clutching Midoriya's
soft hair but failing to impede the steady bobbing of his head. His other hand
was still covering his mouth, white-knuckled, and not doing much in terms of
keeping his voice down.
Midoriya, who didn't need a warning to know that Iida-kun was getting close,
decided to bust out his special finishing move and make this a memorable
birthday experience. He took in as much of Iida's length as he possibly could,
swallowed around it a couple times (eliciting a noise that could only be
described as a whine), then pulled back halfway and grabbed the base of his
cock with one hand. He then began to rapidly stroke half of his length while
sensuously licking and sucking the rest. He brought his other hand up to softly
rub Iida's balls and noticed a slightly bitter taste as a drop of precum oozed
right onto his tongue. Iida stifled a long, low moan.
Iida's breathing was rapid and urgent, and when Midoriya looked up at him with
saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth and a gentle smile in his eyes,
Iida came hard without a word of warning. As his cock pulsed and spilled hot
semen into Midoriya's mouth, the latter swallowed it calmly, thinking about how
the sweetness of it reminded him of orange juice. Iida moved both hands to
Midoriya's head and let out an uninhibited groan, riding it out in thoughtless
bliss. When Iida was completely spent, Midoriya pulled his mouth away with a
wet pop.
He wiped his mouth on his hand, wiped his hand on his pants, and stood up as
the still panting Iida hastily put himself away and refastened his belt.
Iida checked his watch. "Phew... we've still got three minutes to get to
class," he noted with a look of concern. "Should I go first so people don't get
susp-”
His words were cut off by a deep kiss from Midoriya, who thoroughly licked the
inside of his mouth before breaking away and looking Iida in the eyes. He
grinned shyly.
"Happy birthday again, Iida-kun! Did it feel good?"
Iida had almost recovered from his earlier flush by that point, but his face
instantly regressed to a shade of red even deeper than before. He backpedaled
furiously, his sputtering accompanied by frantic gestures in every direction.
"YES, THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MIDORIYA-KUN! IT FELT VERY GOOD AND I VERY MUCH
APPRECIATE IT! I WOULD LIKE TO... TO REPAY YOU SOMETIME SOON! IF YOU'D LIKE!
IT, IT'S UP TO YOU!!!"
Midoriya giggled. "You don't pay someone back for a birthday gift!"
Chest swelling with affection for his sweetest boyfriend, Iida swooped in for
one more kiss. "Thank you, Midoriya-kun."
"You go on ahead, Iida-kun. I'll make sure to get there before the bell rings,"
Midoriya said with a casual air. "See you in class!"
"Yes, make sure to be on time, Midoriya-kun!" Iida flung the door open and
instantly started powerwalking down the hall, breathing deeply so as to
decrease the redness of his face.
Midoriya watched him go with a faintly satisfied smile. Then he let out a deep
sigh and double checked the time on his phone. Two minutes left before the
bell. Looks like there's no time to do anything except forcibly will away the
throbbing erection he'd been trying to ignore for the past fifteen minutes. As
he took deep breaths and tried to envision the least erotic images available,
he felt no regrets. Even if he wasn't able to get himself off this time, it was
still worth it, unquestionably. It was worth nearly any price, the privilege of
putting his mouth on Iida Tenya's flawless cock. No, no, don't think about that
right now, think about gross things, darn it, ugly things, he reminded himself,
kneading his temples.
 
Midoriya sat down at his desk just as the bell rang.
End Notes
     he saw his watch on the wrist of the hand clamped to his mouth, so he
     knew they had 9 minutes until class. "iida tenya doesn't wear a
     watch. you call yourself canon compliant? for shame." MAYBE HE GOT
     THE WATCH FOR HIS BIRTHDAY, OKAY?
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