Zodiac University

Taurus knew he wouldn’t last long, either. The way that Virgo writhed and trembled as he fingered all over him and investigated each crevice in his skin was overwhelmingly hot. Kicking the door open with his foot, Taurus practically threw Virgo onto his king-sized bed, knocking the breath out of him. Before he could regain that breath, Taurus was on top of him, capturing his lips once more. And Virgo groaned, rocking his hips into Taurus’s bulge.
Yes…yes…more…more.
Neither of them could get enough. Taurus smelled like cinnamon and cigarettes, an aroma that hardened Virgo’s dick even more than it already was. Combined with the rough and forceful nature of Taurus’s body and his low grunts and pleasure-filled moans…it was too much.
Taurus pushed Virgo deeper into the mattress, breaking away from his lips and gnawing hungrily on his shoulder. He wanted to wreck Virgo, to explore and claim every inch of his figure. To his delight, Virgo let out a whimper at the sudden burst of pleasure-mixed pain, causing Taurus to sink his teeth down even deeper.
He wanted to bring tears to Virgo’s obnoxiously beautiful eyes. He wanted to make Virgo cry out his name. He wanted to make him cum so hard he saw stars.
He wanted to ensure that whenever Virgo had sex or masturbated, Taurus was the only one on his mind. And he wasn’t going to stop until that happened.
The rivals were wrestling all over the bed, staining the sheets with their sweat and precum, and gripping each other’s thighs, forearms, and asses—anywhere their hands could reach. But both men were getting impatient. Virgo’s moans were turning into growls, similar to those a predator would make before launching itself at its prey. Taurus was rolling his hips erratically, inhaling deep breaths of Virgo’s wonderous scent.
Fuck…we need to wrap this up, or we’ll both cum too soon, Taurus thought and drew back to observe Virgo’s face. And what a sight it was. Virgo’s eyes were lidded and his cheeks were flushed. He was sweating and trembling and gasping for breath. His hands were stretched out above his head as if to display how vulnerable he was to Taurus at that moment.
He was trusting him. Virgo was.
This made Taurus want to wreck him all the more. He wanted to claim that slim, muscular body and leave marks all over Virgo’s silky brown skin.
“S…stopping already?” Virgo panted. He was trying so hard to sound smug but the waver in his voice from exhilaration and satisfaction made such an act impossible. Taurus stared down at him, and then, with one yank, removed Virgo’s boxers, leaving him completely naked. Virgo grunted as his sensitive member was exposed to the air, but Taurus didn’t give him time to feel embarrassed. He calmly pulled and kicked off his own underwear giving Virgo his first view of his fully nude body.
Virgo inhaled sharply at the beautiful physique in front of him. He’d seen Taurus shirtless before, but never naked. Taurus’s rippling muscles descended down his chest and to his pelvis, where his dick stood at attention. It was huge. Virgo knew that he was big, but Taurus exceeded his expectations. A pang of nervousness filled his lust-clouded head. How is that going to fit in me? Virgo thought.
As if reading Virgo’s mind, Taurus chuckled and pressed his length against Virgo’s cheek. “I’ll go slow,” he said in a surprisingly reassuring manner.
Virgo blushed and pulled away. “Don’t treat me like that.”
“Like what?” Taurus grabbed Virgo’s chin and pulled his face close to his—so close, their noses were almost touching.
Virgo gritted his teeth, already feeling embarrassed of what he was about to say.
“I can take it. I’m not like the girls you’ve probably fucked. So…so…”
He squeezed his eyes shut, his whole body on fire. “So don’t hold back.”
If there were any phrase that made Taurus lose it more than he’d ever lost it before, it was that one. Virgo didn’t even have a second to blink before he was flipped over and pinned against the headboard. He looked back, shocked—and swallowed hard when he saw the ravenous glow in Taurus’s eyes.
He’d been holding back when we were making out, Virgo thought, but I’ve just given him permission to do whatever he wants. Fear rippled through his veins, accompanied by more arousal. Seriously, what was wrong with him?? Did he want to be torn apart by Taurus?
Virgo was snapped out of his thoughts as Taurus snaked a hand around Virgo’s waist and grabbed the throbbing cock that waited for him. Virgo groaned and thrust his hips up against Taurus’s crotch in an attempt to get more action. He loved feeling Taurus’s calloused hand around his dick…he loved feeling Taurus’s soft lips on his skin…
…but right now, he wanted more. If he was going to cum, he wanted to cum from anal stimulation.
Taurus knew what Virgo wanted, and as much as he wanted to tease the man, he was dangerously close to ejaculating just from the sight of Virgo grinding his ass against his exposed member.
“Ha…fuck, Virgo…” he growled, grabbing Virgo’s hips to stop them from moving. A few more seconds and he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from spraying his seed all over the bed. Virgo grunted and looked back at him with the most desperate expression Taurus had ever seen.
“F-fuck…” he whimpered. “I need it, Taurus…I need it right now.”
Taurus’s eyes darkened as he became, unbelievably, even more turned on. He grabbed Virgo’s dick again, letting the precum (which was now leaking heavily) coat his hand. Virgo shuddered, finally understanding what Taurus had been attempting to do. He leaned forward to brace himself against the headboard and allowed the brown-haired man’s fingers to spread his ass cheeks apart. Then, without warning, Taurus slid his index finger into Virgo’s entrance, causing the latter to squeak in surprise. But Virgo didn’t protest, so Taurus carefully poked another finger in, tracing Virgo’s walls and gently prodding deeper.
It was a weird sensation, but Virgo didn’t hate it.
But he wanted more. While Taurus was working on his ass, he leaned forward and fisted his length, stroking it slowly so as not to cum too quickly. Taurus watched him, letting out a hiss through his clenched jaw. He removed his fingers from Virgo’s ass, noting that it had been incredibly tight. He knew he should spend more time preparing—his dick was way bigger than his fingers, after all—but neither of the men had the patience to take it slow.
Besides, Virgo had said he could take it. He’d told Taurus to not hold back. So what if it was tight? So what if it hurt?
He’d been waiting too long for this. He wasn’t going to stop now.
“I’m gonna put it in,” Taurus whispered. He didn’t know if Virgo had even heard him. The raven-haired man was letting out whimpers and moans as he stroked himself, his eyes half-shut as he entered a pleasure-filled oblivion. But Virgo had heard, and in a quiet, desperate voice, he whispered:
“H-hurry.”
That was all it took. Taurus hooked Virgo’s waist with one hand, and with the other, aligned his monstrous cock with the entrance that awaited it. He inhaled sharply…and then slid the tip inside in one fluid motion.
Virgo let out a scream as his body was enveloped in pain. He released his grip on his own member and clutched the headboard, holding on for dear life as Taurus continued to push himself in.
“W-wait, wait!”
But Taurus wasn’t listening. Virgo’s hole was better than he’d imagined. It was warm and tight and wet. It felt amazing—like his dick was getting a massage mixed with a hug.
“Ohh…f-fuck…” Taurus groaned, pleasure coursing through his veins. At this rate, he’d only be able to get in a few thrusts before cumming. Virgo’s muscles were contracting and spreading to make room as Taurus went deeper and deeper, and it felt fucking wonderful.
“T-Taurus! Ah! Taurus!!”
Tears welled up in Virgo’s eyes. Taurus continued to ignore his screams, plowing a path through Virgo’s insides. It felt like Virgo’s organs were being rearranged, and it hurt so bad. How could someone possibly be this big?
“It’s not going to fit! S-stop, Taurus! You’re gonna—”
And then, bam. Taurus was fully inside. He let out a moan as the head of his member stroked the walls of Virgo’s cave. There was nowhere left to go, so he drew his hips back. Relief flooded through Virgo as he felt the foreign object inside of him retreating. But that relief didn’t last long.
SLAM!
Taurus pounded back into Virgo, causing him to scream even louder than before. Oh, fuck, it hurts! Virgo thought, the tears in his eyes starting to fall. It hurts so bad! So fucking bad! And this bastard…he’s not even listening to me! He’s not going to stop!
Indeed, Taurus was focused on his pleasure and his pleasure, only. The second Virgo had given him the ‘go’ signal was the second his rationality and any trace of empathy had faded. He was now a completely wild animal, brutally wrecking and tearing apart his prey. All Virgo could do was sob, and dig his fingernails into the headboard he was being fucked against. All he could do was wait for the torture to stop.
Or so he thought.
Then, all of a sudden, Taurus switched the angle at which he was ramming into Virgo’s ass. It was unclear why, but almost instantly, a special bundle of nerves that had been lying dormant deep inside Virgo awakened.
Virgo had read about the prostate in his human biology class. Apparently, it was a male pleasure point, a hot spot for causing a full-body orgasm, located deep inside the rectum. When Virgo had fingered himself after the trip, he’d scraped against it and felt immense pleasure. It hadn’t occurred to him until later that week that that was what he’d been hitting.
But it was occurring to him now. And since Taurus was pounding mercilessly into that sweet spot, there was no way to avoid the sudden onslaught of ecstasy that was about to become present.
And what an explosive entrance it made.
“A-AH!!” Virgo let out a voice-cracked cry as his prostate was breached. The noise he emitted finally caused Taurus to snap out of his pleasure-driven trance and stop. Was he worried that he’d hurt Virgo? He gently tugged on Virgo’s waist and leaned forward to check his face. Virgo had gone quiet…but eventually turned his head. His eyes met Taurus’s, and they were filled with one emotion:
Desire.
“K…” Virgo whispered. “K…keep going. It felt good…just now.”
Taurus blinked, a flash of uneasiness coming across his face—but it quickly disappeared when Virgo reached out and pulled Taurus’s face close to his.
“If you don’t start moving again, I’ll…hah…I’ll make you pay,” Virgo whispered breathily but with a firm tone.
That was all Taurus needed to get him riled up again.
He continued plowing into Virgo, their thighs slapping together and their whole bodies shaking.
Too good. It’s too good. Oh, fuck, Taurus thought. Virgo must’ve been thinking something similar because his head was down, his cheeks were flushed, his legs were quivering, and his precum was splashing all over the place. He was emitting such submissive moans that Taurus couldn’t take it any longer. He continued ramming Virgo’s special spot as he felt the buildup begin.
“Fuck…Virgo, I’m gonna cum…” he hissed, speeding up his pace. Virgo cried out in response, tightening his grip on the headboard. He, too, was about to reach climax. The rollercoaster of pleasure was rapidly approaching its summit—and soon, it would go crashing down.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Taurus chanted, leaning his head back and thrusting even harder. It was too good. Was this how sex was supposed to be? This enjoyable? Or was it just sex with Virgo?
He didn’t care. He loved it. He loved it so much.
Ughn…fuck you, Virgo, Taurus thought, his eyes rolling back into his head. You’ve got me addicted.
Taurus could feel his muscles start to convulse as his release grew closer…but Virgo’s release came even before that.
“AH—!!”
With a final, ear-piercing cry, Virgo came. But it wasn’t a usual climax. This one left his whole body trembling, scattered stars across his vision, and left him gasping for air as he rode out the waves of raw pleasure. His cum shot out of his tip, completely soaking the headboard and staining the sheets below.
“F-FUCK! FUCK! TAURUS! FUCK!” Virgo screamed, grabbing his member to milk the last few drops of semen. It was incredible. He’d never shot a bigger load before, and he’d never, ever been left completely drained. The orgasm was incredibly long, as well—even longer than the one from his fingering session.
Taurus had certainly raised his expectations for sex.
As he came down from his high, Virgo felt himself growing limp and sleepy. He wanted nothing more than to curl up and take a nap…but first, he had to wait for Taurus to finish.
And Taurus, who had been holding it back as hard as he could, finally gave in. He threw his head back and let out a loud moan as the clenching and unclenching of Virgo’s muscles pushed him over the edge.
“Ohhh….fuuuck….” he whimpered as his sperm was shot deep into Virgo’s ass. His orgasm was about the same length as Virgo’s, and Taurus allowed drool to spill from his mouth and his eyes to close as he rode it out.
It was too fucking good.
At last, Taurus pulled out, a strand of cum trailing from his tip as he did so. The remnants of his semen started leaking out of Virgo’s ass and dripping onto the bed. But neither one of the boys cared. They were completely spent.
Without a word, Virgo crawled under the stained covers and exhaled softly as he began to fall asleep. Taurus curled up next to him, expecting Virgo to flinch and move away. But Virgo let him, so Taurus allowed his face to fall into Virgo’s black hair, inhaling his scent as he, too, felt slumber approaching. He wrapped his hands around Virgo’s waist and got ready to sleep. But just as he was about to, Virgo sleepily whispered one thing:
“You bastard…why are you so good at this…?”