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In his life, Sanji had done plenty of things he was not proud of, but this. This. It had to be the worst. And yet as he spread open the generous globes of Zoro’s ass he felt no regret.
It had been weeks since the incident on the ship and Zoro had been avoiding him like the plague. Only eating after the others had finished, sleeping on deck, and to make matters worse he stopped talking to Sanji altogether.
To say Sanji was pent up was an understatement. He had not gone without sex this long since he had started. He had tried to return to his normal routine, fucking a prostitute or two while he was in port but every time he entered the room all he could see was Zoro’s face as he finished. Nothing compared to that.
He had even resorted to renting a male prostitute just as muscular as Zoro but it was all wrong. The man’s taste had nothing on Zoro, he was sour and bitter whereas Zoro was earthy and strong. His visit had only left him needier than before.
So when the opportunity to get alone with Zoro presented itself he jumped on it. Something about hunting down the largest beast for dinner tonight. It didn’t matter, all he cared about was finally getting Zoro alone.
To keep suspicion low he took down some random beast that’s meat should make a great stew and then waited. It did not take long until he could hear the distinct snore he has had to endure every night. It was an easy sound to follow.
Sneaking through the dense forest he finally stumbled upon the corpse of a giant beast, at least triple his height and nearly just as wide. There were three distinct slashes across its neck.
Sanji stepped around the slain beast and looked around the small clearing. The sound of Zoro's snoring had to originate from here. He squinted his eyes and did a double-take when he finally spotted a flash of distinct green hair.
A sly grin spread across his face, he had Zoro exactly where he wanted him. Not wanting to waste any more time his long legs closed the gap between them with only a few strides.
He stood over the sleeping swordsman and took a deep breath, his cock already filling from the anticipation. This was all Zoro's fault after all, if he had just gone to the correct auction block none of this would have ever happened. Though a small part of Sanji was happy he got lost, not that he would ever admit it.
Sanji crouched down to get a better view of the oblivious man. His arms rested above his head, doubling as a pillow. His position brought out the muscles in his arms. Sanji knew just how powerful those arms could be, he had seen them take down enemy after enemy. His dress pants grew even tighter.
Zoro's sleeping form shifted his left leg lifting, giving Sanji an even better view of his bulge. That was the final straw, it was as if another entity had taken over Sanji's body.
His skillful hands grabbed ahold of the belt and quickly rid of the offensive clothing, followed by his pants. He decided to leave on Zoro's white t-shirt, worried it would cause too much movement and wake the sleeping swordsman.
The only barrier keeping Sanji from his prize was the thin white underwear Zoro always seemed to wear. But there was something different about this pair from the last. Sanji fell to his knees and gripped Zoro's knees, prying them apart to get a better look.
What he sees nearly had him releasing in his pants. Instead of covering the back Zoro's underwater thinned into a twirled piece of fabric that sat in between the fat cheeks of his ass.
Before he could stop himself Sanji let out a deep groan. This was all even better than he had imagined alone in his hammock while he stroked his cock during the night.
The need Sanji felt was animalistic, he needed Zoro's addicting flavor on his tongue now, damn the consequences. grabbing Zoro's feet he twists them over until the swordsman now lay on his stomach. Needing better access, Sanji slid his hands under the lean waist and pulled, pushing Zoro's ass into the air.
Sanji would never complain about how hard of a sleeper Zoro is ever again. Not if it let him do something like this. Not wanting to waste any more time, he uses his skillful fingers to spread open the generous globes of Zoro's ass.
He was immediately greeted with the sight of Zoro's soft pink hole slightly covered by his underwear. He could feel the body under him shift and groan. Sanji froze, waiting until the swordsman settled back down.
Zoro's meaty cock was still soft but Sanji was going to take care of that, Slipping a hand under the thin underwear he wrapped his hand around the velvety girth. A low groan emitted from Zoro's lips but other than that there was no sign he was waking up.
Carefully Sanji stroked his hand down, caressing the soft, relaxed cock. With his other hand, he pulled the thin strip of cloth out of the way, completely exposing Zoro to his gaze.
He allowed himself a few seconds to revel in the view. The swordsman's puckered hole was surrounded by the same green hair that decorates his head. Not able to resist Sanji blew a puff of air onto the exposed hole, smiling as it tensed up. He was looking forward to working it open.
The hand around Zoro's length started to move once more, it only took a few careful pumps before the thick erection started to grow in length. Sanji could feel it pulse in his hand as it filled.
Used to multitasking Sanji allowed his mouth to descend down until his lips were only inches away from Zoro's entrance. He placed a wet sloppy kiss on the hole, wetting with his spit before narrowing his tongue to a point. His tongue pushed forward, easily breaching the tight ring of muscle.
Zoro's body tensed and for a second Sanji thought he had finally woken but he settled back once again. Growing bolder, Sanji allowed his tongue to travel deeper into Zoro, exploring his tight inner walls.
Abandoning the swordsman's straining erection Sanji worked to free his own, haphazardly unzipping his pants while his mouth explored. He let out an audible groan of relief as his palm made contact with his tender skin. It had been so long since he had felt any relief and now he was already close.
Not wanting this to end before it had even started his expert hands made a tight circle at the base of his cock, stopping him from being able to finish. It was uncomfortable but he wanted to make this last as long as possible. Fuck if his hand was not holding him back he could cum just from having Zoro's taste on his tongue.
Zoro's breath hitched, Sanji could feel his dick grow impossibly harder. A loud groan left the lips of the man under him and a warm wet fluid filled Sanji’s hand.
Pulling his tongue out of Zoro's warmth he looked down at his cum covered hand. Without a second thought, he brought his hand to his mouth and dragged his tongue through the sticky mess, filling his mouth with Zoro's manly taste.
"Fuck," he groaned, licking the rest of it away. "How can a shitty swordsman like you taste so good."
Wanting to consume even more Sanji grabbed hold of the softening cock and brought the tip into his mouth, greedily cleaning away the rest of the cum. The cock in his mouth once again began to fill, becoming hard in his mouth. Looks like even in his sleep Zoro was a perverted bastard.
Letting the swordsman's cock fall from his mouth Sanji used his knees to push Zoro wide open, giving him space to kneel. A part of him felt bad he was about to ruin that innocent tight hole, but a darker, more primal part of him filled with glee. He was going to be the first to open Zoro up wide. Stretching his hole into the perfect sheath for his dick.
Pulling his dress pants down the rest of the way Sanji fully freed his throbbing erection. The head of his cock was already dripping in pre-cum, nearly purple from being forced to wait.
Having some semblance of mercy he shoves his fingers into his mouth, wetting them with his own saliva before pressing one onto the tight entrance. He swirls it wound the tense hole, waiting for it to slightly relax before slipping it inside, past the tight ring of muscle. He nearly finished on the spot feeling how tight Zoro is around his finger.
Growing impatient he shoves another finger into the swordsman, pumping it around a few times until the muscles start to relax. In a perfect world, he would take his time stretching out the tight muscle, working it open as Zoro sat and watched. But he was not living in a perfect world, at best he only had a few more minutes before marmio would start to rouse.
With a little bit of work, he was finally able to shove in a third finger, along with the added girth he began to spread out his fingers, working away the last bit of resistance.
Zoro's body under him began to shift, his ass wiggling in the air. Sanji used his free hand to push down on the top of his pelvis, trying to steady him. Sanji's heart started to race as he realized he was running out of time.
He pulled free his three fingers and lifted his cock to line up with the twitching hole. Lifting his shirt to get a better view, he pushes his hips forward, watching as Zoro's ass struggled to take him. Even after being stretched Sanji's cock could not pass the ring of muscle guarding his entrance.
Grabbing hold of his cock he held it straight, pushing his hips forward until slowly he felt Zoro give way to the intrusion. The once limp hands on the ground started to clench, and the strong legs under him began to lift.
"Damn it you shitty marimo, could not have slept for five more minutes!" He growled, trying to get the head of his cock in the rest of the way.
"Hey, what the fuck is going on," a deep raspy voice said. Zoro had just enough time to look up before Sanji sank his cock the rest of the way inside him. He froze, unsure what in the hell was going on. The last thing he remembered was laying down for a nap after taking down dinner and now he was face-first on the ground with a dick in his ass.
"Sanji!" He yelled, trying to push himself up but a boot slammed into the back of his head, forcing his face to grind into the dirt. He was still too groggy to understand the situation but he could make out the sharp burn coming from his ass as Sanji sank impossible deeper inside him.
"You are always working to make my life as inconvenient as possible aren't you?" Sanji panted, finally seated inside Zoro.
"Are you seriously accusing me of inconveniencing you with your dick inside me?" Zoro tried again to stand but Sanji's boot pushed down harder.
"Yes, I am you shitty swordsman. If you had stayed asleep a few more minutes I could have fucked you and gone on with my life. Now I have to deal with you too."
Zoro tried to fight his hold, but every move he made caused the hot shaft inside him to shift around, creating a debilitating sensation. "You are such an asshole."
"Yeah I am, what is new? Now sit still, I already got you off once, so it is my turn."
"You selfish prick! I was not even awake when you got me off, there is no way that even counts."
Sanji pulls out of the tight heat, watching as Zoro's hole pushes out, not letting him leave without a fight. For all the complaining the swordsman was giving, his body was singing a different song.
"Just shut up and enjoy it already," he reaches around and grabs the swordsman clothed erection, "Judging by the hard on you are sporting it is not like you are having a bad time."
"I can't control that and you know it! Now get the fuck out of me!" He yells, trying to twist his hips and escape but Sanji thrust his cock right back inside of him. Zoro's inner muscles clenched, trying to push out the foreign object but it only served to create even more pleasure for Sanji
"What the fuck," Zoro moaned as the cock brushed past something inside him. For a moment he thought he was going to cum on the spot but as the cock inside him pulls out the feeling disappears.
Sanji smiled, "See, I knew you would enjoy this."
Zoro's eyes narrowed, "I am going to kill you."
Sanji laughed, breathlessly "Let’s see if you can even walk after I am done with you."
Zoro's ass burned as the cook pounded into him, but slowly each thrust grew more pleasurable as his muscles finally started to cope.
"That's it, Swordsman, Your ass is mine now, no one else can use you like this but me, am I clear."
A low groan was the only response Zoro could muster, his mind too overwhelmed by the almost painful burn of being fucked. It was one of the most intense feelings he had ever experienced. Each thrust worked to drive him higher and higher until he lost the ability to think straight.
"Such a tight fuck hole, too bad by the time I am finished it will be ruined. Maybe if you are lucky I will consider fucking you again, but only if you beg for it."
Zoro grunted, "You are even bigger of an idiot than I thought If you believe I would beg you for another pitiful fuck."
Sanji frozen ignoring the screaming urge to keep thrusting, he was so fucking close, "What did you just say?"
"You heard me, you shitty cook. You call this a good fuck? I can go into town and find ten people who all could do this better than you. I am not even mad anymore just fucking disappointed. For all the game you talked, this is just sad."
Sanji's vision grew red, the idea of Zoro going into town and fucking someone who wasn't him was too much to handle. "You are going to regret those words."
Zoro shrugged, "No more than I regret this."
Sanji’s foot pressed down until Zoro’s face was completely shoved into the ground. Any words he tried to say were muffled by the grass. Using the new position leverage he deepened his thrust. He could hear muffled sobs from the Zoro and smiled, the poor swordsman had no idea the monster he had just created.
The thighs beneath him tensed as Sanji brushed across that same place inside Zoro his fingers had teased earlier. Sanji's face twisted into a sly grin, this cocky bastard was going to wish he had stayed asleep.
"Your ass is so greedy marimo, it does not agree with the lies coming from your mouth."
His hips slapped into Zoro's ass, his dick sliding across Zoro's sweet spot each thrust. Zoro's three gold earrings jiggled with each lurch forward.
"One of these days I am going to make you beg to cum, make you say please over and over again until your pride deserts you,” Sanji taunts, pulling up on Zoro’s underwear to tease the swordsman's cock.
Sanji's abdomen started to grow tight as the ass around his clenched. He drove into Zoro even harder than before, his balls slapping against the generous ass with each lurch forward.
He was not going to last much longer, his breathing was growing more frantic. Zoro was not in any better shape. Each thrust directly hit his prostate, sending sparks flying through his body. Despite his cock not having any stimulation he was only a few well place thrusts away from losing control.
Sanji bit the inside of his check trying to distract himself with pain as the electric pleasure began to pile up rapidly but it was a lost cause. When Zoro started to grind his hips in time with his he finally tipped over the edge. His fists clenched as he came with a low grunt, painting Zoro’s insides with his hot cum. His world grew white as he continued to thrust into Zoro, Determined to have him cum around his cock.
Zoro bit into his hand trying to resist giving the bastard the satisfaction of cumming on his dick, but the sloppy uncontrolled thrusts inside him lubed by Sanji’s own cum were enough to send him over the edge. Unable to stop himself as the warmth flooded Zoro he came screaming into the ground. His cum shooting out, ruining his favorite pair of underwear.
As Zoro slowly came around to his senses the foot on his head eased away as Sanji withdrew from him.
He shuddered at the lewd sound made as Sanji’s cock finally slipped out of him. He could feel warm cum drip down his crack and he was too tired to care.
Sanji admired the view of Zoro’s gaped ass dripping in cum as he tucked his softening cock away. He was not sure what this meant for the two of them but watching Zoro struggle to stand made him realize he really didn’t care. The only thing Sanji was sure about was he would have Zoro again.
But unknown to Sanji, as he fantasized about being inside him again, Zoro also started to plan. He would knock that stupid cook down a few notches, no matter what it took.