Hitsugaya smirked. He was actually feeling pretty confident in himself, if his growth spurt would be anything to go by. "I'm the older one here, it's only fitting I go first." He was fairly certain he was gonna make Ichigo eat his words. He gripped his pants and pulled them down, somewhat glad to be free of the tight pair, leaving him only in his tight boxers. He was already starting to tent them, and with a smirk, he pulled them down, enjoying the feeling as he flopped against his chest, his hard, throbbing cock pulsing in the cold air. He gripped it with one hand as he grabbed a nearby ruler from Ichigo's desk, holding it up to himself. "10 inches, beat that." He was acting so out of character it was surprising to him. He was acting, well, like a horny teen.
He didn't like Ichigo's smirk as he pulled down his own pants, leaving him in a tight pair of underwear, but Hitsugaya thought they looked weird. They looked a lot sturdier than his. He smirked at Hitsugaya. "When Rukia gave me those Shinigami powers..." He pulled them down, leaving him completely bare, an orange treasure mimicking the white one on Hitsugaya, "It came with an added bonus." Hitsugaya blinked, somewhat thrown off at its size, since it wasn't as big as he expected, until Ichigo gave it a nice, long stroke, moaning just a little bit. "There's a reason those are old boxers." He walked over, stroking all the while as he walked over to him.
Hitsugaya felt the sweat dropping down his brow as Ichigo walked closer and closer, he grew bigger and bigger, and didn't even seem to stop. By the time he was by him, he was fully hard... and he was bigger. Even just by looking, he could tell, but Ichigo held it up to his cock, and he was longer, and thicker. Just to add insult to injury, he grabbed the ruler, and held it up to his cock. He was off the edge. "12.5 inches." At this point, he couldn't resist as his hand gripped around both of them, Hitsugaya barely able to comprehend what was going. Ichigo usually went for women, but he wasn't afraid to go for the occasional attractive guy.
Hitsugaya moaned as Ichigo gradually forced him towards the bed, Ichigo's pumps feeling so good on Hitsugaya, for all his years of experience and fighting hollows, he'd never felt anything like this. Ichigo knew the final touch, as he leaned in and kissed Hitsugaya on the lips, the teenaged captain going wide-eyed as it was enough of a distraction to force him down on the bed, the springs squeaking as his muscled body crashed down on it. Ichigo was more muscled and more experienced at using it, and when it came to a fight, experience was everything. But he wasn't gonna let Ichigo dominate, as he leaned back into the kiss, giving Ichigo his own two strokes on their cock, both of them leaking pre all over their muscled, naked bodies.
Ichigo glowered down, looking at Hitsugaya, who was at least not willing to give in. Coating his hand in pre, he reached down to rub against Hitsugaya's ass, pressing one in for pre. Hitsugaya moaned at the foreign stimulation, blushing as he clawed against Ichigo's back, only stroking faster as Ichigo added another finger.
Leaning back, Ichigo kneeled up, his cock pulsing with need as he lined up. "Ugh, I'm so going to get you back for this." Hitsugaya grunted as Ichigo lined up, pushing his head against Hitsugaya's hole, and sheathed himself in one stroke, Hitsugaya moaned heavily as his arms wrapped against Ichigo's back. Soul King, he was as thick as his old arm! He could feel his abs somewhat bulging as Ichigo pulled back out, thrusting balls deep on the second one, the bed squeaking as he lifted Hitsugaya a bit to thrust down.
Picking up his pace, Hitsugaya did everything he could to get Ichigo to cum, teasing his balls, his nipples everything, Leaning back into a kiss, as Ichigo thrust faster and faster, until he reached his climax, Hitsugaya cumming at the same time Ichigo painted his insides with his own seed, as Ichigo collapsed, both of them realizing that nighttime was approaching.
"I swear by all of Soul Society, if you tell Matsumoto of this.." Hitsugaya threatened, the temperature dropping somewhat as Ichigo looked amused.
"Only if you don't tell Orihime."
"Deal." And with that, both of them fell asleep, Ichigo still sheathed inside Hitsugaya as they started snoring, their muscled bodies providing a contrast source of heat and cold.
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