Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/11986086. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: ぼくのぴこ_|_Boku_no_Pico Relationship: Mokkun/Pico Character: Pico_(Boku_no_Pico), Mokkun Additional Tags: Churros, chocolate_dip, Daddy_Kink, not_rlly_for_boku_no_pico_but whatevs, im_sorry_if_u_like_churros, idk_what_my_best_friend_and_i_are doing_in_our_lives, some_filipino_words_lmao_just_google_translate_it_if u_want_to, Choking_Kink Stats: Published: 2017-09-03 Words: 3016 ****** churros fic ****** by kinkyurie Summary dey fuk in da basement en used da choco dip from da churros lolzar CHURROS FIC It was the day before the annual celebration of Teacher's Day, the student council have been preparing for this event. They've planned the flow of their festive program, the decorations for the venue, and of course — food. The president of the student council, Mokkun, held a secret meeting at the basement, in the music room at 4:45 pm to inform the other officers of their roles and to give out some few last minute reminders. After their small gathering had ended, the other officers said their goodbyes and went home, except for the vice president, Pico, who stayed behind with the president to arrange a few things about the occasion. "Sa tingin mo ba magiging succesful yung program?" Asked Pico, who was currently sorting things out on a table, he didn't even bother to look at his only companion in the room. Mokkun chuckled, gazing at the younger boy over his shoulder. "I hope so. Pero sa tingin ko, magiging maayos ang lahat. Sana walang pumalpak bukas." Pico nodded, still not looking at their president as he was busy tidying things up. He didn't even notice that the older male stood up, walking over to him. "Malapit ka nang matapos?" Mokkun asked, hovering behind the younger boy, his voice had gone oddly low, adopting a husky tone, but Pico paid it no heed. "Konti nalang." The vice president replied, as the president raked his eyes over Pico's body unknowingly, suddenly becoming engulfed by his desire for the lad in front of him. He never confessed it to anyone, but Mokkun secretly wanted Pico since he laid his eyes on the young lad. It sounds so goddamn cliché, and it is, but that's the truth, nonetheless. Mokkun was instantly captivated by the other boy's face and eyes, along with his soft and porcelain-like skin, and the determination Pico always had. Mokkun wanted Pico so badly. And maybe, he thought, that this was the right moment to satiate his needs for the young student he's with. He couldn't and wouldn't pass this opportunity up. Without hesitation, Mokkun snaked his arms around the shorter boy's waist, pulling him in before resting his head on Pico's shoulder. That gesture confused the hell out of Pico as he stopped what he's doing. "W-what are you doing?" The vice president asked as his breath hitched, his heart hastily thumping under his chest. But he didn't receive an answer, so he tried to get away, but Mokkun just tightened his grip around him and let his pointed nose graze against Pico's neck, startling the younger boy even more. What the fucking hell was Mokkun doing? He turned around to confront the older lad but before he could even protest, Mokkun crashed his lips against his. Pico pushed and struggled against him at first, he tried to open his mouth to say something, to make him stop, but Mokkun just took the opportunity to slide his tongue inside the other boy's mouth, coaxing him to kiss back. All the while, Mokkun's hands were busy exploring the smaller lad's frame, grasping his ass, causing Pico to buck his hips forward. At this point, Pico's brain was fuzzy and he was in a daze that he couldn't think properly. But the way Mokkun kissed and held him felt so wonderful. So wonderful that he slowly and shyly returned the gesture by kissing and touching the taller boy back, their tongues sparring and their bodies melding. Spurred by the younger boy's sudden eagerness, Mokkun deepened the kiss, swiping all the things Pico had arranged on the table to the floor before pushing the other boy to lay on the furniture. Mokkun leisurely climbed on top of Pico, kissing his way down to Pico's neck, sucking on the milky skin, marking him as his own before he proceeded to undress the squirming boy beneath him. Pico just complied, his logical side had gone off into oblivion as he watched their president unbutton his polo shirt. Mokkun went back on kissing him, moving his lips southwards as he palmed the shorter boy's crotch through his pants. That action ripped a moan out of Pico's throat and the words that escaped from his lips weren't the ones Mokkun expected. "D-daddy, please." That was shocking to the older guy's part. Who knew that his little vice president had a daddy kink? He's not complaining, not at all. Mokkun could definitely get used to this. Leaning in, Mokkun whispered hotly in Pico's ear. "Does my kitten want his daddy to fuck him ruthlessly?" The response he got was immediate, and the sound of the smaller boy's voice was breathless and needy, Mokkun could've had his orgasm right there and then. "Yes, fuck me please, daddy. Fuck me hard." He smirked, brushing Pico's hair out of his face. "As you wish, kitten." Wasting no time, Mokkun started feasting on Pico's naked torso, kissing and marking, leaving love bruises everywhere while the younger lad gasped and moaned his daddy's name, rubbing his strained erection on the older guy's thigh. The president groaned, pulling away — receiving a whimper from the boy beneath him. "Now, be a good kitten for daddy. Get up and take off your clothes." Mokkun commanded, and the tone of his low and salacious voice sent a shiver of arousal down Pico's spine. "Yes, daddy." Pico immediately answered, going off the table as he obediently took his pants and boxers off. He was shaking and completely naked when he looked at the taller guy standing before him, who's also stripped now. Gazing at his smaller companion, Mokkun took in the sight of his bare body in front of him. He was beautiful, lean and petite, his skin almost glowing in the dim room they were in, and his cock was already protruding from his arousal. Reaching out, Mokkun cupped his face as he smirked. "You look stunning, kitten." He complimented, his hand trailing down the younger guy's neck — almost choking him, but not completely. Pico's cheeks reddened as he heard those words, his heartbeat growing impossibly faster. His eyes scanned the older guy's nude body, his breath hitching as he concluded that he was positively gorgeous. He was slim, his skin tone was in a pretty light brown color and his engorged cock was jutting out proudly. "On your knees, kitten." Mokkun instructed, his husky voice sending the smaller boy back to reality as Pico complied instantly, kneeling in front of his daddy, facing Mokkun's mouthwatering length. Mokkun handed him something — the chocolate dip for the churros. Pico looked up at him, puzzled. "But, aren't we gonna use them tomorrow, daddy?" The taller guy just grinned down at him. "It's alright, kitten. We can always buy one tomorrow. Just enjoy your treat now and suck me off." Nodding pliantly, Pico squeezed the chocolate syrup onto his daddy's large throbbing dick, ripping a moan from Mokkun. Pico soon then wrapped his lips around Mokkun's cock, though he could barely contain it and this was his first time giving a blowjob, he didn't want to disappoint his daddy, so he tried his best and suckled on his daddy as saliva mixed with chocolate syrup dripped from the corners of his mouth. He continued to suck him off, taking him a tad deeper in each intake, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked on him greedily. Mokkun could hardly breathe and think as his hand grabbed Pico's head, pulling him in as he vigorously thrust his hips in and out of the younger guy's mouth, moaning and praising his kitten loudly. "Fuck yes, just like that kitten, don't fucking stop." Following the president's command, he remained giving him a blowjob, this time giving more effort to satisfy the lad in front of him as he used his right hand to grab his balls and played with them. Mokkun slipped out a moan in pleasure. Pico squeezed out more syrup, making sure that even the sides of the taller guy's cock would have chocolate on it. Again, he slipped it into his mouth, swirled his tongue around its head — and made eye contact with him. Mokkun watched keenly, proud of his kitten for he's truly doing great at the moment. He could see the unabashed lust in those eyes. He loved the view that was in front of him — his companion on his knees, doing his very best to give what the president desires for. Slurping noises, accompanied by the older guy's pleasure induced groans filled the music room as Pico resumed to suckle his cock like he was the last meal he was ever going to eat. After a few more moments, without a warning, Mokkun came in his mouth. The younger lad was nonplussed — this was his first time getting his mouth fucked and he didn't know what to do. Should he spit it out or swallow? He could taste his daddy's salty cum mixed with the sweet chocolate dip in his mouth. Pico felt like spitting it out and he did, thinking that it was alright. But boy, he was so wrong. "Who told you to spit it out, kitten?" Mokkun suddenly asked, his voice had gone deathly low and vicious. That's when Pico knew he fucked up. He fucked up real bad. "I -- Daddy-" "Who fucking told you to spit it out?!" Bellowed Mokkun, who was now harshly picking up the younger boy and bending him over to the table. Fuck, he should've just swallowed his daddy's cum. "Daddy, sorry I --" He didn't have the chance to finish his apology when the older guy abruptly smacked his flawless rump. "Fuck, Daddy!" Pico moaned, arousal and humiliation both overwhelming him. He didn't know if he should be enjoying this — him bent over a table whilst being spanked by the president of their school council. Another slap on his buttocks made the vice president wail once again. Shit, but it felt so fucking good, being dominated by his friend and president. "Always swallow my cum, you understand?" Mokkun whispered sternly, giving the young lad beneath him another smack on the ass. "Ah -- shit, yes Daddy!" "And always follow my rules, otherwise, punishment will be given to you." He emphasized his statement with a hard whack on Pico's already blushing rear. "Understood, Daddy." Pico answered obediently, tears started to prick his eyes as his daddy continued to spank him several more times, but he loved every second of it, nevertheless. Mokkun's fierce spanking and Pico's desperate pleas lewdly echoed through the walls of the music room, neither caring that they were doing something inappropriate inside their school's property. After giving his kitten some chastisement, Mokkun soothingly rubbed his hands on the younger boy's reddened bottom, before gently placing kisses on Pico's back and shoulders. "Sorry about that, kitten. Just don't disobey me next time, alright? Be good for daddy." He cooed, brushing the vice president's hair. Those sappy gestures made Pico's heart swoon with appreciation as he tried to regulate his unsteady breaths. "Yes, Daddy." "Time to grant your wish, my kitten. Get up." Mokkun whispered hungrily with a wide grin on his face. Pico stood up, shuddering involuntarily. He's nervous at the moment, to be honest. "You know what to do." Instructed the president as he pointed out the long, crimson sofa where teachers, and visitors usually take a seat to watch the choir members perform. But before proceeding, Mokkun grabbed the paper bag where the churros are and the chocolate syrup Pico used earlier when he gave him a blowjob. He got an idea. Walking over to the younger boy, the president can see that he's already lying on his stomach, feeling apprehensive. The taller guy then climbed on top of the vice president, making his nervousness multiply by tenfold. "I think my poor kitten wants some warming up first." Teased the older guy, his lips brushing his companion's ear. "Y–" but before Pico could even speak, Mokkun immediately placed his finger against his lips, shutting him up. "Suck my fingers." He commanded, to which Pico pliantly obeyed, sucking earnestly on the older guy's fingers. The president had the chance to take over once again. He planted kisses, suckled the younger lad's skin into his mouth, and even dipped his tongue everywhere. Those sexy actions made his body jolt, causing goosebumps to rise everywhere. The air around them was getting unbearably warmer every second. It's like nothing else mattered at that moment but the two of them. "Shit, you look so fucking gorgeous." The older man praised Pico as he ran down his hands over his spine down to his well-sculpted ass, leaving crackling electricity on the younger boy's heated flesh. The vice president could feel Mokkun rubbing his middle finger around his sensitive hole, making his skin prickle and soon then, he poured some chocolate dip on his entrance. Pico's knees weakened as he felt the president's tongue licking his hole. The older man loved savoring him, hearing his adorable mewls as he slid his tongue inside his anus. "D-Daddy! I-" Digging his nails in the worn-out settee, Pico was trying to keep himself up as his daddy sucks on his hole, desperate for his taste. "Mmm... how does it feel?" Mokus questioned, his voice adopting a croaky tone as he poured on more syrup around his entrance. "G-Great..." Pico stuttered, panting heavily. "Want me to fuck you now?" Purred the taller guy, glancing down at the sight of his hard cock. "Y-yes. Fuck me, daddy, please." The younger lad pleaded, Mokkun smirking boyishly as he heard those words. "Patience, my kitten." The president whispered as he squeezed out more syrup and poured it on his throbbing dick. "Flip over, baby." He demanded as the younger male quickly conformed, lying on his bare back. "Alright." Mokkun positioned himself as he gripped his chocolate-dipped cock and insert it into Pico's already aching hole. He slowly began to push in, his kitten's tight walls taking him deliberately, making Pico's stomach clench in sheer pleasure, as his frenzied pleas fell from his mouth continuously. Mokkun continued to thrust into the younger boy, all the while praising his pretty, submissive kitten, watching the young boy under him squirm and beg with observant eyes. The taller man unceasingly pumped in him — Pico's insides squeezed, which made way for Mokkun's cock to hit his sweet spot. "Ugh, Daddy!" The shorter guy gasped, the president's thrusts getting faster and powerful at his kitten's requests. Pico's groaning sounds bounced off the dirty white walls, the creaking noise of the rickety sofa wasn't enough to drown it as they ferociously shagged each other like two dogs in heat. But in the midst of their fucking, Mokkun was overwhelmed by an animalistic sense he couldn't quite fathom, but he felt like he was compelled to do it. Whilst his hips were continuing to pistol inside Pico's already sore tight hole, Mokkun subconsciously wrapped his large hands around the smaller lad's neck, choking him, quite blocking his airway but not fully. "D-daddy..." Pico still managed to croak out, his breathing was strenuous as he struggled to get some fresh air, his heart thumping like mad. "Who's your daddy, kitten? Tell me." Questioned Mokkun, his pupils were so dilated underneath his smoldering half-lidded gaze, his thrusts never slowing. "Y-you." Pico answer was barely audible as the president's grip on his neck was languidly becoming tighter, but he didn't mind it at all, instead, he savored every minute of it, memorizing every small detail including Mokkun's wanton gaze, the small beads of his swear and that oh-so-marvelous friction beneath him. Mokkun was also mesmerized by the sight before him, his hands wrapped around the vice president's slender neck as Pico's pink lips were parted, his face suffused with blood and the president was utterly intoxicated. "You're mine, baby. Don't ever forget that, okay?" He reminded him, loosening his grip around his neck ever so slightly. The way he said it and his possessiveness aroused Pico even more, drawing him closer to his orgasm. "I'm yours, Daddy." A couple of more thrusts and they were both at the point of no return, fucking each other fervently as their moans and grunts became a chorus inside the room, their climaxes fast-approaching. "Fuck, I-I'm already there, Daddy." Pico cried, frantically trying to match his daddy's thrusts as he tried to get some air into his lungs. Hearing this, Mokkun leaned in, all dominant male heat as he murmured in his ear concupiscently, "Come for your daddy, kitten." With a few final thrusts, Pico finished up first, ejaculating and spewing his semen on his daddy's abdomen as his smooth walls pulsated around Mokkun's cock, also sending him over the precipice as he came inside his kitten, screaming out his name, filling him up with his seed. They both collapsed on the saggy sofa, as Mokkun spooned Pico, burying his face on the crook of the vice president's neck. "Fuck, that was amazing." The shorter lad panted, tentatively facing Mokkun who then smirked at him. "Syempre, ako pa." He smugly replied with a chuckle, making his kitten giggle. All was well when Pico abruptly remembered a certain negligible thing. "Teka, ginulo mo yung mga inaayos ko dun sa table! Ang tagal bago ko yun natapos, puta." He whined cutely, glaring at the older guy before standing up. "Uy sorry na, tutulungan na lang kita." Mokkun offered, also sitting up. "Tapos naubos pa natin yung chocolate dip dun sa churros, tsk." Pico added, as he started to get dressed. The president just rolled his eyes. "Di ba sabi ko naman sayo, bibili na lang uli tayo. Tsaka, hindi nasayang yung chocolate syrup dahil na-enjoy naman natin, right?" He quipped with a wink, making Pico blush. "Kahit na, kailangan pa din nating mag-ayos, pagabi na kaya, magbihis ka na." He answered, changing the topic as Mokkun smiled, this time following his kitten's orders, fixing and tidying up the music room, polishing up the plan of the event tomorrow and eventually going home, looking forward for more basement meetings and churros. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!